New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1844-07-20


To tho Editor Of TIE 7ribuae;
You Can never fully appreciate the value OF
your Tribune till c1ed from the City of Gotham.
where news from the big world comes like " an
gel visits" This evening while watching the
rich HUGS Of Southern sky, where Venus and
the crescent Moon were strivingeach to ou;shne
the God of Day in hi, advance, ny Tribune came
in, while just enough Of dewy twilight fingered to
read,
The Springs scented buds all around ne swelling,
There songs TIE sreaps-hec health IN the gale.
The sentiment not only found responscin every
thing around me at this delicious season, but J
instantly recognized the sweet strains Of Willis
G. Clark. His writings always charmed me.
In DAYS Lang Syne," when Oilapod first mace
his ANONYMOUS debut in the columns of the
knickerbocker, he was TO me what Donna
Ducinea del 1ob7sa was to Don Qu!Yotte, the
very beau ideal Of INV romantic Imagination, snd
| really almost adcrad every line from his pen
shall never forget (when, after a long illness,
was again permitted TO have books and papers
about my pillow the effect produced on my nerv-
Gus and risib'e faculties while reading his story
OF the New York Exquisite, whose music of My
Sister Dear, &c. made such havoc among the
young ladies' hearts, and the cutting retort OF the
Illinois Book Pcdldr; and then the ludicTous satire
he passes on himself at the country ball. That
Pocket Edition of Sheep, and his mistakes
concerning the Mochoir and Giants, have very
beneficial effect on me in fit Of the blues.
On leaving New. York few days since, while
the bell was ringing merrly and the steam hiss
ing horribly from the pipes of the steamer Albany
H.. tk,o Ind g1lv hp
BOYS came CRYING new books, very good. very
cheap, &C. One boy would read his catalogue
The name Of the Ollopodiana sent nay hand to my
pocket in search of nv purse, and the young ur
chin went away chuckllng that he had made M
buy his book against first intentions. And what
a treasure had I now in possession for 80 cents :
Now, thinks I to myself, ladies and gentlemen.
be as exclusive and unsocial as you please, have
The choicest company and shall intrude on NJ
one. In short, Mr.. Editor, blush to say, thu
beautiful vernal scenery on the shores of our un
rivaled Hudson, as our steamer flew like an ar
row by, were unhecded-I YEA" absorbed IN the
beauty and patlos Of my long lost favortc author,
whose "reminiscences came
Like dreams from some faI fairy slore,
We never muy see ugaIn.
Proud England may boast of her volumlnous
writers with justice, bat let her not desPise alto
pether the simple offering of American genius
ieel, Mr.. Editor, that reperusal of OIopodlana
has quite renewed my age, and awakened a
love for that species of intellectual enJoymen
which thought was buried with my rosy cheeks
and grlish sports, in the tomb of the past. fee
that it is not undue Partially 10 be enthusiastic
in praise of the bright meteor. which "sparkled,
was exhalcd, and went to Heaven "-nor do
think it derogatory to the merits Of our beloved
Irving TO rank Willis G.. CLARK with him, had
lime and circumstances permitted him TO be a
competitor Can nothing more be collected from
the letters Of his familiar friends
could wish had al! the letters he ever wrote
might Gull the choicess buds and blossoms OF
his literary partcre to form an undying wreath
to the memory of superior genius.
For me-ior many-no such memcnto is ne
cessary. The delicate and humorous potlloa OF
his original style have embamed his sweet waro
ling in the hearts of few congena spirits. As
we'll might one attempt TO eradicate the odor from
the vase perfumed with otter dc rose, or The less
fragrant musk, MS to erase the street. (ingeri"gS
of the music he has madc in my Sout
Can compare his visit here to no earthly sim
lie more Justly than beautiful rainbow cleaning
through the ms,s of an April shower
Like the how in the cloud.
Like the ram on the river,
Like benuty's thin >hrOud,
He has vanished forever. ErPilR05YSE.