Autumnal leaves: tales and sketches in prose and rhymeChild, Lydia Maria
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Autumnal leaves: tales and sketches in prose and rhyme
Child, Lydia Maria
American essays -- 19th century; American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
Here the travellers rested to greet old friends, who had preceded them,
and to form plans for the future. They all agreed that a more beautiful
nestling place for a village had rarely been seen; and really,
considering it was little more than eight months old, it had quite a
grown-up look. There were several neat houses, and many cabins, the
appearance of which indicated industrious inmates, who would rapidly
increase their comforts, and enlarge their borders. The bright river
made a graceful curve, fringed with trees, which the skill of man could
not have arranged so tastefully as nature had done. Hills rose to the
horizon in gradually ascending series, their verdant slopes lighted up
with golden sunshine. One of grander proportions than the others, called
Blue Mound, was immediately singled out by Mr. Bradford as the site of a
future Free State University; and his equally active-minded wife
forthwith matured the plan, by proposing that William Bruce should be
its first president, and her baby become a professor of some ’ology or
other.
“I am afraid we can’t wait long enough for _him_,” replied her husband,
smiling. “We shall have to choose _you_ for a professor, Kate; I, for
one, will give you my vote.”
The rough hands of the settlers, and their coarse garments, soiled with
prairie mud, were offensive to Kate’s ideas of neatness, and still more
so to the delicate tastes of Alice. But on Sundays, when they were
dressed, in their best, and met together to read and sing, they looked
like quite different people. As they became more acquainted, it was an
agreeable surprise to find so large a proportion of them intelligent and
well educated. With a pervading character of sobriety, industry and
enterprise, they seemed to require nothing but time, and a small
allowance of that, to build up thriving towns and form a prosperous
state. Certainly, the manner of living was rude, for many of them ate
their dinner from boards laid across the tops of barrels. The labour
also was hard, for there was much to do, and few to do it; and, as yet,
wells were not dug, or machinery introduced. But where all worked, no
one felt his dignity lessened by toil. They had the most essential
element of a prosperous state; the respectability of labour. The next
most important element they also had; for they placed a high value on
education, and were willing to sacrifice much to secure it for their
children. The absence of conventional forms, and the constant exercise
of ingenuity, demanded by the inconveniences and emergencies of a
settler’s life, have a wonderful effect in producing buoyancy and energy
of character. The tendency to hope for every thing, and the will to do
every thing desirable to be done, were so contagious, that Alice was
surprised to discover the amount of her hitherto undeveloped
capabilities.
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