The "Amor Patriæ."

Cromwell Argus, Volume III, Issue 151, 1 October 1872, Page 7

The "Amor Patriæ."

From the last Cherokee Advocate to hand, we extract the fol'oiving choice specimen of j " high-falutin," which we are told was wr.itj ten by " Miss Mary M'Coy, pupil of the public school at Brier Town. Cherokee Naj turn" : "I love my country—its oval hills decollated with flowers. ;md diamond rocks—its j extensive prairie,'- .30 bountifully clothed a\ itk ! the beautiiul and sublime. Oh' how delightful to behold the setting sun as lie casts his I last lingering rays over some eminence in the j ocean-like expanse, and admire the silverytinged clouds as they hover in resplendent : beauty over the western horizon, holding in ' their vaults the artillery of heaven in peaceful array. And now heaven opens to our view the radiance of a more sublime scenery.—We ! behold the starry heavens all glorious as they are. ana wonder while those sparkling gems glitter iu the brow of night, and toast upon the brilliancy of the lone star in the distant west, whose mild and lovely beams shed a feeling of delight in the hca>t of him who wanders forth in solitude to behold it; —the limpid waters of its pebble-bottomed rivulets, which make their way by a thousand : meanderings beneath the umbrageous foliage of the hardy oak, while reclining moss kisses j its crystal waves ;—its lofty mountains, whose ! craggy heights are clothed in their majestic j awe-prodii3 : ug grandeur ;—the grey forest : ea0,13, our emblem of liberty, whose course is I onward and upward, and true to the line ; in j his ethereal flights he soars upward, end upward, until becoming a mere speck in the ] skies, blazes with condescending eyes upon j the snow.capped clouds below. I love to j gaze with .delighted eyes upon my country's j gorgeous scenery, and inhale the ambrosial i fragrance wafted from the flowery pallets of

her variegated plains. While thus mentally perambulating the miscellaneous fields which my country presents, I am enchanted by the rich profusion before me : the immortal bird of my feeble mind, borrowing the untiring wings of the goddess of morn as she emerges from the bright orient sea with rosy fingers dropping gentle dews, wings its eager flight across the firmament, and, poising on equal pinions, gazes at the myriad of objects below and the innumerable worlds above. Inspired with sacred awe by such magnificent grandeur we are forced to exclaim in the language of another : ' The splendour of the neavem, the verdure of the earth, the varied colours of the flowers that till the air with fragrance, and the music of those artless voices wh'eh mingle on every tree top, all conspire to captivate our hearts, and swell them with the most rapturous delight.' And it is with feelings of the most profound patriotic devotion that I contemplate the characters and acts of the patriotic founders of our constitution and laws, and the builders of our educational institutions. George Guess, the Cadmus of the Cherokees, whose unrivalled genius furnished us an alphabet of our language, by which we enabled to have the sacred volume of divine truth disseminated among our people. John Ross, who ruled his people for forty years; whose genius did not shoot forth like a meteoric blaze to set the world on fire, but with wisdom hardly surpassed by Solomon he directed the ship of our Nation into the path of prosperity. There are a host of others who will ever be held in the memory of coming generations as apples in pictures of silver! Yes! they have passed from the stave of human action, but methinks their spirits arc hovering around this hall to-day looking down with interest upon our deliberations, anil beckon us to the goal of scientific greatness."