Rensselaer Gazette, Volume 2, Number 29, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 November 1858 — FROM A NEW CORRESPONDENT. [ARTICLE]

FROM A NEW CORRESPONDENT.

Dear Gazette: “The melancholy davs are come.” So sang the poet of nature, as the gorgeous panorama of autumn jjassed thro’ the cycles of the year. The golden October Queen of Beauty is passing away). She has kindly, lovingly, smiled upon loyal hearts; end soon—ah! too too —beside the lovely summer, laded and gone, Will sne rest'neath the leaflets brown and sere. “Yes, the year is growing old,f and, like all others, has been chequered with sunlight and shadow. To many it has belen a year of blessing—the spring- gave promise, and autumn fulfilled. The farmer, Us he surveys the;plentiful harvest of his toil, blesses with swelling heart and moistened eye the “God of the harvest;” Liberty rejoices that her champions have defeated a deep-laid plot against the welfare of her devotees; the world has been electrified by an achievement of art almost fabulous;, a thousand bloodless battles have been fought without : note or outline, whose triumphs art 1 fraught j with good to our race: we may look upon, j the. evidences of decay which the season. | brings with sweet regret, but should not with repining. - The' tiny leaves which were unfunded by the showers of April and sunshine of May—-that have caught Hull oft the breathings of love—echoed the wfiil of sorrow, or fanned with delightful coolness the wayside traveler, now in russet jsheen enshrouds a world better—nobler than that [which arose from the tomb of the: last wint. To many this may not seem! true —for j the past; .as also the future, like the Arabian | desert, ever presents a beautiful mirage, ! deceiving those who o’erfondly look to eith:cr as the golden time. Not wisely do we wish the present were as the past; not wisely do we overlook the treasures .iof to-day, grasping after the phantoms of t-he future..What though human nature still wanders o’er tearth like a sobbing child, or like flffr*il among the breakers, the life-boat is out and manned, and will rescue the spir- • it-freight from enveloping billows; and. none who read the history of the past can doubt [that the world, though slowly, is steadily end surely advancing, “O, would I could recall those dajs Whim I was a laughing boy,”. _ if — Is the burden of many a heart that forgets its manliness. True it is a pleas mt thing to foam through field and forest, gathering their treasures—the wild flower, the fruits of the clustering vine,or the glisteiiino- nut. $ - peeping out from its covert of shining leaves, playing bo.-pfep with the sun-beams, wading the shallow streams, or dropping the tempting bait into the glassy pool fJr the tiny fish: but ns the years come to rife, with a wider horizon, who would exchange the prerogatives of manhood for the aimless sports of childhood;? The disposition to shift cases and responsibilities often arises from a- willingness to ignore that wTiich, if properly applied and appreciated, would be of infinitely greater value than most that we cherish —it is “Ike discipline of labor’’'' —the difficulty i,n . attaining that we most prize, arid the mission q/f sorrow. We would pass from the desire to gratification with the speed of thought, were that possible; but. a wise Providence ' has not so arranged. The obstacles which meet us*at every step in life are our “good angels,” if we greet them with noble cheerfulness—or they will prove our “avenging spirits.” As aimless as this incoherent-and rambling epistle are too many of our livjes. For you, dear Gazette, we wish for and predict better things; and surely our hopes will ne’er prove false if there lie “Heart within and God oYrhead.” j Yours,’with kindest, regards,

NELL NARLIE.

Newton Falls, O, Oct. gy ’.38,