Green fields and whispering woods; or, The recreations of an American "country gentleman"; embracing journeys over his farm and excursions into his library . MOTTO FOR (CHAPTER ¥. Farge is tl^e spur tl:;)al; feh)e clear spirit, doth raige(VlQat lagt ir)firrr)ity of rjoble rrjirjds)?Po scorn delights, and live laborious days ;©ut tl^e fair guerdor) wljer) we Ijope to fir)d,^r|d tb)ir)k to burst out into guddeij blaze,Corrjes the blir)d Fury with the abhorred shearg^,^nd glits the thjin-gpur) life. Milton. Lycidas. 70. CHAPTEE V. CKNOWLEDG-E will I a greatfondness for the trade of thejournalist;
Green fields and whispering woods; or, The recreations of an American "country gentleman"; embracing journeys over his farm and excursions into his library . MOTTO FOR (CHAPTER ¥. Farge is tl^e spur tl:;)al; feh)e clear spirit, doth raige(VlQat lagt ir)firrr)ity of rjoble rrjirjds)?Po scorn delights, and live laborious days ;©ut tl^e fair guerdor) wljer) we Ijope to fir)d,^r|d tb)ir)k to burst out into guddeij blaze,Corrjes the blir)d Fury with the abhorred shearg^,^nd glits the thjin-gpur) life. Milton. Lycidas. 70. CHAPTEE V. CKNOWLEDG-E will I a greatfondness for the trade of thejournalist; so great, in fact, that were I not Alexander I wouldbe Diogenese; and hence,^when I choose the part ofAgricola, it is, in the languageof Brutus, not that I loveCsesar less, but Eome is a fascination aboutnewspaper work that it is dif-ficult to explain; but it is socertainly there that very fewwho have once been in bond-age to the periodical press areever completely heart wholeand fancy free again: You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will,But the scent of the roses will hang round it still. But the labor is never ending — infinite! and the publicfor whom it is done is invariably ungrateful; this makes itcertain that the remuneration will, except in rare instances,,be poor,—and this, oftentimes, it indeed is, even to the ulti-mate degree. In this profession, and particularly in the more humblewalks thereof, wherein it has been my fortune to tread, it is-impossible for a conscientious
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