New-York daily tribune., 1843-10-21
Letters from Mr.. Weed ..... No. XVI.
Correspondence Of the Albany Evening Journal

OCCASION 10 VI blSilOp HUGHES again, anC
if now say less of him than then intended ii
is because longer and more intimate acquaint
ance with him, has imposed restraints that may
not be dsregarded. Nor will 1, with the Allan.
tic between me and the country, tho friends, and
the home Of my affections, willingly say aught to
wound those VINO hold my views upon the Public
School question 10 be erroneous. Waving these
topics, therefore, / shall now content myself with
saying that Bishop HUGHEs IS destined TO exert d
powerful influence over the minds OF men. He
is in the prime of life, with tastes and habits and
aspirations which will not rest while there are
treasures O! knowledge unexPlored. And next TO
the sacred Office to which he has been consecra-
ted, he is deslrous of promoting the general wei,
fare of his fellow citizens. de believes II 70 DC
not less the privilege than the duty OF classes OF
men, to dedicate their whole time and Talents 10
the enlightenment of the minds, and the allevla-
ton of the suffenngs, and the elevation OF the
pursuits of their countrymen. He believes that
the spirit of the age, scarcely less than the genius
of our institutions eminentiy demand this service
from the gifted men of Republic which is be-
coming the "seat of Empire" That he is a
CATHOLIC who will exert his utmost efforts to
vindicate and extend his religious principles, is
most true; but that he is also PATRIOT and
IElLANTHRDPIST,
lightened sense of the terms, and that he will de-
vote a clear head and warm heart to the adro-
cacy of rational Freedom of universal Education,
of pure Morals, and those true Christian virtues,
Charity and Peace, is equally true.
-Four years ago, IN crossing the Atlantic,
Bishop HUGHES encountered heavy Gale, an
account of which be then committed to Journal
kept for the eye only Of bis sister. On our pas
sage, while was conversng with him IN relation
to Sermon he had that day preached on board,
in which he had dwelt very cloquently upon the
power and wisdom of God as displayed in the
"mighty Deep the Bishop referred to the storm
he had once witnessed, and on subsequent day
read to me the account he then wrote Of it. This
struck me as one of the most graphic and beautl-
ful descriptions of Gale that ever met with.
Believing that this extract from the Bishops
Journal will interest Others as it did me, OBJ
taned his reluctant consent for its publication,
promising to state the fac. tnat il was hastily
written on board ship, in obedience to a request
of a Sister that he should keep (. Journal of his
tour for her. and without the slightest expecta-
ton that it would ever come in contact with
types or printing press.
EXTRACTS FROM BisHoP HUoHzs' JOURNAL or A
VOYAGE ACROSS THE ATLANTIC.
Der. 20.-Oh what is there in
Nature SO grand as the mighty Ocean The
Earthquake and Volcano are ever sublime in
their display Of destructive power. But their
sublimity is terrible from the consciousness of
danger with which their exhibitions are witnessed
and besides, their violent agency is impusive
sudden and transient. Not so the glorious
Ocean. In its very playlulncss you discover
that it can be terrible the Earthquake; but the
spirit of benevoence seems to dwell in its bright
and open countenance-to inspire your conf
dence. The Mountains and Valleys with their
bold lneaments and uXuriant verduIe, are beau
tiful; but theirs is not like the beauty of the
Ocean; for here all is life and movement. This
is not the stationary beauty of rural scenery, in
which objects retain their fixed and relative posi-
ton, and wait to be examined and admired In
detail. No, the Ocean presents a moving scene
ry, which passes in review before and around
you, challenging admiration. These gentle
heavngs of the great Deep with its unruffled sur
face-these breakings up of its waters into fan
tastic and varied forms; these ha!tings of the
waves to be thrown forward presently into new
formations these giant pillows, the sentines of
the watery wilderness-all, all are beautful-and
though In their approach they may seem furious
and pregnant with destruction, yet there is no
danger, for they come only with salutations for
the Pilgrim Of the deep, and as they pass her
bows or stern retiring backward, seem, as from
obeisance, to kiss their hands to her in token
of adieu. \
Ocr. 3l.-This day was gratifed with what
had often desired to witness--the condition of
the sea in Tempest. Not that would allege
curiosity as sufficient plea, for desiring that
which can never be witnessed without moro or
less Of danger to the spectator; and still less,
when the qualification exposes others to anxiety
and alarm. Let me be understood, then, us mean
ing to say that my desire to witness Storm was
not of such kind as to make me indifferent TO
the apprehension which ii is calculated to awaken.
But aside from this, there was nothing could
have desired more. / had contemplated the
Ocean in all its other phases--and they are al
most nnumerable. At enc time it is seen repos.
ing in perfect stiffness under the blue sky and
bright sun. At another, slightly ruffled, and
then its motion causes his rays to tremble and
dance In broken fragments of silvery or golden
highland the sight is dazzled by following the
track from whence his beams are reflected
while all beside seems to frown III the darkness of
ats ripple. Again it may be seen somewhatmorc
agitated and of q darker hue, under clouded
sky and stronger and increasing wind Then
you see an occasional wave, rising little above
the rest, and crowning It's summit with that
crest of white, breaking from its top and tun,
bling over like liquid alabaster. Now as far as
the eye can reach. you see the dark ground OF
Ocean enllvencd and diversified by these panora-
mic snow,hills. AS they approach near, and
especially If the sun be uncouded, you see the
light rcfracted through the summit OF the wave,
IN the most pure, pale green, that it is possible
either to behold or imagine. l had seen the
Ocean, too, by moonlight and as much of it as
may be seen in the darkness, when the moon and
stars are yelled. But until to-day had nevc.
seen it in correspondence with the TEMPEST.
After breeze of some sixty hours from The
north and northwest, the wind died away about
four O'Clock yesterday afternoon. The calm con
tinued I'LL about nine in the evening. The mer
cury in the Barometer fell, in the mem time a