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O1-The Editor of the Boston Christian Reflector Gan excellent Baptist paper) recently visited our village and in his editorial correspondence, gives the following account of his sojourn here:

 "From New-Haven we went to Litch6eld, the shire town of the northwestern county of Connec- tcut The scenery of this region resembles that of Berkshire county in Massachusetts, and is of course, at this season of the year, delightful. The village of L. is on the summit of hill. which ranges north and south and it is of the most quiet and pleasant spots in New England Its four broad streets, with abundance of green sward, and two enclosures called parks by way of emlnence-its large old fashioned white houses-ts two tall stee ples-its countless cherry trees loaded with fruit its refreshing Sreezes-its peaceful, steady, wellto do-looking citizens, all conspire to remind a met ropolitan of the sweet Auburn of Goldsmith, and to give most unlovey aspect to the hot pavements and everlasting rattlng and rumbling of the streets of Boston. You cannot imagine how gently glides the day away-how sweetly people sleep--how ti- dy all the houses and roomy all the yards and gar- dens are. And did you know that cherries, put to the mouth with one hand while you hold the bough with the other, are ten times more luscious than they are bought in the city market and that milk from cows that sleep at night within ten rods of the house, is twice richer and sweeter than that which is poured from cans which will hold scGter, such az you get via the mlkman and the cellar kitchen? .sa t.- l came here with severe pain in the head and chest, and in two days it has entirely left me. My acquaintances say that poor cit has been known to recruit here at the rate of pound a day; just think of the probable result of my passing sum- mer here--the physical greatness to which might attain! Litchfield contains no Baptist church, but the Congregationalists, Episcopalians and Methodists have each house of worship, and respectable con- gregations Although |. has no n Baptist meeting house, and before left had the pleasure of looking upon this uncaredfor relic of other days. It stands quite by itself some three miles east of the village, plain but respectable chapel in it's day, whose windows even now are not much broken, and whose pulpit hangs mid-air un- harmed. The families which iwelt in its neigh borhood years ago were Baptists; but emigration and death have removed them all but one; and they, unable to sustain the interest alone, worship with the Congregationalsts in town; though, Bap- tlst-like, they still adhere to their original faith. While at Litchfeld, visited the three clock making villages of Plymouth, which are pleasantly located among the hills, and over two parishes of which are settled my old college friends. Kitchel and Richardson. After separation of eleven years, and entirely unexpected as my coming was, tho't it quite uncertain whether should be recognized. So with imperturbable gravity and the air of stranger approached one in his garden and the other standing in his door, and how intently did the reverend gentlemen gaze! There was no mis- taking the vister, however; he was recognized and hailed as in days of yore and the hour of our interview was one of those hours whose brief his tory stands out, on the pagesfof the memory, in captols of gold. Often, turn over the leaves, will our eye light on the simple record of that pleasant meeting, and each time>it will kndle a pleasant emotion! What more delightful than to meet old friends

 'The pleasures of the past recall,

 And tell the tales again .'

 Of early dreams, and chldhood's joys,

 And youths delightful reign;-

 And then the strange vicissitudes

 Of manhood to compare;

 And mark how wonderful, how kind,

 Heavens dispensations are ?

 Though left the village of Litchfeld the third day after my arrival, have told but few of the facts in which I became interested. This place was the seat of the first Law School ever establish ed in this country, where many of the most em- neht statesmen of former days received their pro. fessional education. Here, too, some thirty or or- ty years ago, was the most celebrated female school in New England, to which young ladies resorted from all parts of the United States. The inhabit- ants acquired by these advantages and associations, a high degree of mental refinement and strength, marked indications of which still remain, though the learned judge and the tutelary matron long since rested from their labors." This place has ai- so been distinguished for its eminent divines. The VeheraOle LYMAN DEECHER was a minister or Litchfeld in the prime of his years, and here ac- quired the reputation which has since SO widely extended and never waned. I sailed upon the beautiful pond, of some miles in circumference, on which the Doctor was fishing, when, as the story is the bell called him to the preparatory lecture, the appointment of which he had strangely forgot ten. The people were amazed enough to hear the water rise and fall in his boots he heavily trod the aisle and ascended the pulpit stairs, but never, did they all attest, he more original, eloquent, and impressive. It was perhaps, the best prepara. tory lecture of his ministry.

 "The Principal of the Female School alluded to, though she has long ''ceased from her labors" teacher, still continues among us, and while her bod ly strength faileth, her mind is as vigorous as when six score young misses from every section of the Union. were the objects of her daily care and instruction.-Enq. cr'. .f..

 fl Small JMistake.-Mr. Burleigh of the Chris tian Freeman is not engaged as " editor" of the Hartford Columbian, but merely as 'sregular con- tributot." He has "no intention of abandoning the Freeman, unless its friends and patrons should starve him out.'

 Jo-Did P. K. Kilbourn write the article in the the Editorial Chair of the Hartford Columbian!

 Columbian.

 No, friend. We have neither seen nor heard from MT. K. since we met him in your office in May. Our information in regard to his retire. ment was received from different source, and we Al AL IL |