I went out on Sunday morning too, and the view was none the less pleasant. Business was silent; but the church bells were ringing out their sweet and solemn melody, and the mellow sunlight of autumn glittered on the bright roofs and walls in the city. The whole scene revealed the glorious image of that ever advancing civilization which springs from well rewarded labor and general intelligence.

MINNESOTA AND DACOTAH
LETTERS DESCRIPTIVE OF A TOUR THROUGH THE NORTH-WEST, IN THE AUTUMN OF 1856
By C. C. Andrews