[November, 
;L L. _ FROM A PAINTING IN THE INTERNATIONAL EXHIBITION, BY CARL IIUEBNER, 
Engraved for the American Agriculturist. 
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The Scene sketched above, will cause mingled 
feelings of pleasure and pain in thousands of 
hearts. However the emigrant may have pros¬ 
pered here in his new home, the love of Father- 
land can never be extinguished. His lot there 
may have been among the lowliest, but thoughts 
of even the rudest cabin where the hours of 
childhood and youth were passed, will ever 
awaken tender emotions. Not a few of our read¬ 
ers may recall to mind a scene similar to the 
above, in their own experience. It represents 
the preparations of several families for de¬ 
parture to the New World. “ In the village in the 
distance many peasants are dancing and carous¬ 
ing noisily, to drown their parting regrets or 
vague apprehensions. In touching contrast to 
these revellers, are the family in the foreground, 
who have come to take a farewell look at 
the village graveyard, that sacred spot of earth 
which will be remembered in the far-off home 
when all else in the old country is forgotten— 
where amid the ‘ rude forefathers of the ham¬ 
let,’ sleep their own immediate ancestors, and 
perhaps in some lately-opened grave, one of its 
most-loved members. There is real, intense 
grief in the honest faces of the sturdy man and 
wife, as if at some recent bereavement. The 
kneeling sister with her humble package, includ¬ 
ing the family bible, is less affected, but yet 
wears an expression of pious sympathy and 
sorrow. The younger members of the family 
look on with a heedlessness characteristic of 
their years and inexperience. The old grand- 
dame hobbles along to the sad spot with her 
stick and her bundle, as fast as her rheumatic 
limbs will carry her. Poor old lady! she has 
not much to look forward to; unless, indeed, 
she finds the El Dorado in her family’s happi¬ 
ness ; her sun will soon set if she ever reaches 
that land of the West where the sun himself 
goes to his nightly rest. The black wooden 
crosses, often covered with wreaths of ‘ ama¬ 
ranths,’ which mark the spot of the humblest 
grave on the Continent, are suggestive features 
which we miss in our own places of interment 
for the poor.” Flowers might well be added here. 
While it is lamentable that govermental op¬ 
pression, the existence of hereditary castes, and 
other defects in the social organization of Eu¬ 
rope, make it desirable for so many of her sons 
and daughters to seek a tow home in the West, 
the evil has its compensations. The emigrant, if 
he worthily fills the place opened for him here, 
not only secures the blessings of competence 
for himself and family, but is aiding in develop¬ 
ing a power that will ameliorate and finally de¬ 
stroy every form of despotism. America is 
even now a cloud upon the horizon of foreign 
oppressors, and hence their rejoicing in her 
temporary apparent humiliation. It is cheering 
to know that in every European country, the peo¬ 
ple, in whom is the lifeblood of Nations, appre¬ 
ciate the facts of the issue, and are giving their 
prayers and efforts to encourage our National 
government in the mighty struggle. Nor have 
they lost confidence in the final triumph of the 
right, as is shown in the remarkable increase of 
emigration hitherward during the past year. 
And we may repeat with confidence what we 
have heretofore stated, that there was never a 
better time for the poor of the Old World to 
emigrate to America. They will be sure of a 
warm reception and abundant employment at 
paying wages. And though it may be hard to 
leave loved objects behind, they may ultimately 
make a home here to which their children will 
cling with even greater tenacity, and from 
which no necessity shall ever force them. 
