Year: 1872

c feso remarks! If they ever get there you | will never again hear of silence in Heaven, for the space of half an hour."

 Berkshire Go. SOUTH END.

 Pom Picture of a Country Village.

 On the banks of the Housatonic nestled I down among the mountains, is a pretty lit- l tie village, the level streets, and smooth the beautiful yards, and rows of maple trees, give 1t an air of neat ness. Let us imagine ourselves there for a day, and for convenience we will stop at e house in the centre of the place, just op- posite the largest store. It is early morning all is still save the growing of the rooster or some buxom lad or lass with pail in hand, looking for tue cows. Soon smoke begins to ascend from the chimneys; doors and windows are thrown open, for thereis every prospect of hot day, and the young mer- chant unlocks his store and takes down the and with the help of the ever faithful clerk, dusts and arrsnges their goods in the most attractive manner. They expect good custom to-day, as they are selling 'cheap for cash" The timer has opened hls shop and stands looking at the rows of milk cans these to be soldered those to be lettered, two or three old tea kettles to mend," says he, and is puzzled which to do first. In the next yard the doctor is hitching up his horse for his daily round of visiting his patients. The village is now fairly awake, each attending to theirS osva, business and few attending to that of other people. At nine o'clock the seminary bell rings, while the smaller scholars with their youthful mistress. troop along to the, district school. Looking out again we mo- tice the milliner's shop, the windows of which are filled with bright colored ribbons and gay flowers, and where you will be likely to get just 'the incest love of a bon net" Farther up street stands the drug store; a cool, comfortable place, especially SO on account of the good beer always on hand. At the next store, post office, hotel, and depot, all are busy, SO the morning wears away. and the tinkling of numerous little bells tell us dinner is ready. Now the mail comes in, there is general rush to the post office, the timer comes slowly back reading an order for new stove, also carries letter for his wife. The mer- chant has his hands full of business-like looking letters, and on express package un- der his arm. Next comes man, his head completely hid in the daily newspaper. He is anxious to see what more is ssid about Greeley or what was done at the last con vention. Others follow, each interested in their own letters and papers. It is quite still again and no wonder, with the ther- mometer s5e in the shade, people do not stir around more than necessary, but again children's voices are heard down street. "School is out, and their tasks done for the day. Milk wagons begin to arrive witi, their precious loads, well covered from the blazing sun. Finally the sun sinks slowly down the western sky and casting one bright look back, disappears behind the mountain. This is the pleasantest time of day; the toll and care being over, the peo- pie seem to find repose in gathering on the store stoop. Sitting in an arm chair>is the representative who returned from the legis- lature last night He is telling to two or three eager listeners the doings of the House. In the next chair sits the happy looking depot master, behind him is per son whom we recognize by his ''open coun- tenance," by the fact that he is always at the store when he is not any where elset The portly form of the Doctor occupies the next seat, all ready for hearty laugh at the first joke. Out in the street the clerk and the timer are engaged in playing ball. In the door stands the store keeper looking vacantly around, evidently his thoughts are far away. Here comes a large dark color ed dog followed by man, who says "Come here, Watson" then we know who he is. A long, low wagon, (which some term a buck board), drawn by 6 pretty black pony, drives up and the occupant; i; tall man with @ long beard and moustache, and face beaming with good nature, jumps out and hitches his horse and joins the crowd to hear the news of the day down town, and is ready for joke or 6 good story. Altogether it is truly pleasant scene, but hark there is the whistle of the evening train; up jumps the depot master to his post of duty. A few follow to see if there are any passengers or extra news, others go to their homes, and so the crowds gradually disperse. The shutters are closed and the stores locked. One by one the lights disappear, and all is still again, and thus ends day in country village.

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 Although the above picture quite accu- rately represents the every day life in al- most any country village, it seems to us that for exact representation of village of about the size of Kent, it would be "just the thing;" eh h?-Ed. NEws.l e

 

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