Graham's Magazine, Vol. XVIII, No. 4, April 1841Various
General
Graham's Magazine, Vol. XVIII, No. 4, April 1841
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
A bend in the road, and the rapid walk of my horse, soon led me so far
in advance, that I ceased farther to hear a dialogue which, as far as it
was heard, intimated the unfeeling character of the one, and satisfied
me that the other had ample opportunity to manifest her piety in the
perfect working of her patience.
In the progress of another mile of the ascending road, I came to a pass,
where, in a close of about half an acre of level land, there stood a
little hut, immediately on the side of the road. The building was formed
of large unhewn logs, interlaid with clay. The door, swinging upon
hinges made of the soles of worn-out shoes, being partially open,
disclosed the scanty and mutilated furniture within. There was only one
window, consisting of a slender sash, designed for four small panes of
glass, but in which only two remained.
Notwithstanding the poverty indicated in the appearance of every thing
presented to my view, there was a general neatness with which I was
forcibly struck. A thrifty honey-suckle climbed up the little hut, and
the garden was much enlivened by a variety of lovely flowers. I know not
how correct the criterion may be found by others, but my observations
have long since confirmed me in the accuracy of the inference that,
however humble or elegant a country dwelling-house may be, wherever
there is a choice collection of flowers in the garden, there is usually
taste and cleanliness within the dwelling. The approach of a little boy
and girl to the door of this humble hut, with coarse but well mended
apparel, and the sedate and polite manner in which they expressed their
obeisance as I passed, satisfied me that the mistress of this cot
possessed feelings worthy of a better home. The manners of the children
were the more perceptible, as they could not have been acquired at
school, in as much as in this section of the mountains, schools are
seldom heard of. I knew of but one school-house within a distance of
three miles from these children, and that was open only during three
months of the year, and when those who attended must wade through
highland snows.
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