Green fields and whispering woods; or, The recreations of an American "country gentleman"; embracing journeys over his farm and excursions into his library . ve been yearning to found a home that should bestrong, substantial, and permanent as the good earth, itsfoundation,— a hall, if you please, generous enough as tosize and room, with brick, and oak, and iron, and stone for cupations, rural sports, and by the delight of friendly society withinthe walls of his own hospitable halls. And still other things there arein this delightful volume which will remind you of my own poorlines. What a tant
Green fields and whispering woods; or, The recreations of an American "country gentleman"; embracing journeys over his farm and excursions into his library . ve been yearning to found a home that should bestrong, substantial, and permanent as the good earth, itsfoundation,— a hall, if you please, generous enough as tosize and room, with brick, and oak, and iron, and stone for cupations, rural sports, and by the delight of friendly society withinthe walls of his own hospitable halls. And still other things there arein this delightful volume which will remind you of my own poorlines. What a tantalizing thing is this memory, which is at times so feeblethat I almost lose the power of promptly pronouncing my own name,and at others is so retentive that it enables me to steal, with no feloniousintent, whole sentences, nay, paragraphs! But the text shall stand aswritten. *Crabbes Tales. 298 AN INTELLECTUAL DEMOCEACT. materials: a hall; — and having chosen for site an eminence(the site has already been selected) I would dig down deepto ledge of solid, everlasting earth or rock, whereon to laythe underpinning. My arched doorways and windows with. oaken casements should be broad and ample, a sign of hos-pitality, and to let in freely the glorious sunlight. Onetower, at least, I would have lift its proud head to enlargemy horizon, to afford me a coign of vantage to overlook myown domains, and to view the sweet pictures of my neighborsfarmsteads, and from my loop-holes of retreat to catch a,glimpse of the life and motion of railways, highways, andthe distant town! To this, my hall, surrounded by its tree- and shrub-be-sprinkled grounds, beautified at little pecuniary expense, per-haps, but at large cost of taste and care, would I assemblemy friends,— book-lovers, peace-lovers, and earth-lovers likemyself,— and here would we found the capital of the freest,intellectual democracy! But these are dreams ! * * * -X- -Sfr There are some things which are not dreams! ^ * * * Eea
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