The voice of freedom. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1839-1848, 1845-11-06
For ihe Voice Of Freedom
The Communication.

fTsend 81 the South.
Concluded.
Friday morning our feeliug' were fine
having regained our health. This day
We amused ourselves sitting out on the
upper deck. Abou! nine o'clock this
morning the armament became restless
and gayly. The winds would cause the
hoislerous pillows 10 rise . en- rage the still
silent waters, and pu. our peaceful sailing
vessel into commolion. My thoughts were
as aucluaIing as the flou,ipg surge.I watch.
ed the helm. observed attenlivsly the dexter.
iIy Of the mariner in managing The com.
pas'.and in conducting the keel and spied
his countenance closely. neser felt my
helplessness and dependence on a super
natural hand so sensibly before. Attimes
the ship would make very long strides.
Some of the gales were quite propi,ious,
whilst others were very adverse. The
pillows would play around us, as though
they were vieing with and striving which
could play of upon the other The greatest,
hoax. When adverse tides would rear
their frowning faces and onward march,
the ship would level her stern and ele-
vhte her prov, as though she was, by in.
dita'ions, giving US an assurance of our
rescue. The winds abated and We again
had pleasan. weather. In the afternoon
we could see n great mans binds of fish
roaving through The trackless paths of the
ocean. The star fish, some OF our home
like. some like shining silver. others look
ed like they were wrap. in gold leaf, and
the winged fish (nother.csry-chick) lha,
would dance upon the pillows like "a rest
less wanderer after rest When the sun
ceased to enligh:en our path over the fret>
ful waters, the moon. the fair ruler of the
night took up The friendly Office: and the
Stars were kinded in ,winkiog myriads
oil clear add charming glare. An as.
tronomer, the surveyor of the heavens,
that night, would have had sufficient at.
traction 10 have led his agitation through
those beautiful tracts OF unclouded azure,
for hours, with rapturous feelings, in his
celestial Investigations. The moon sbone
bright: the waters looked like fantastic
ignition. We stood on the stern Of the
vessel and feasled our eyes looking a, the
wake, which looked like sheets of appa-
rent foam Of fire. This was called by the
seamer, the phosphoreseence of The sea.
As the waves would meet at night, they
seemed like gIjltering and bespangled cor.
uscation. AS ths proud bird THE waters
would plough the waves, they would leave,
behiid them, a track of foaming fire spark.
Lag 'he bright scio'ilalions Of phosphorus
beauty.
Saturday. we rose early and immediate.
)y after "lhe eyelids of the morning" were
opened, | discovered dawn then deter
mined to make my way up TO the third
mast 10 see the great luminary come forth
from the chambers Of the east. | safely
reached the second mast when fear over,
came me and declined The attempt ofthe
third stairs of rope. Here seated my
self. l beheld the dispenser Of light, the
refuIgent charmer rearing his incompara-
bly, bright head from beneath the far off
blue waters Of The ocean. His radiant
smiles. reflected in every direction and
striking the surface horizontally, enameled
the liquid element with varieeated colors.
His first appearance was like Pickering
star: He rose higher and appeared semi
circular. a crescent, like shape still he
would continue to show more and more OF
his brilliant face Until the charming sig
Of the rising sun at sea, was fully exposed
to our view. He now commenced his
long journey to the western horizon. He
rode across The azure arched CANOPY Of
the frmamcGt, in stupendous grandeur.
This was clear serene morning, that we
saw this mos. splcodd sight of the features
of amiabe nature. Never before have
admired nature so much as did that |
morning wheE she displayed her charms
in such transcendant effuIgence.
In the afternoon we metthe city Espier.
from New York, on un alert s'oop. He
forbid the approach of any quarantine yes
sci. We seercd onward. He informed
US that The city was on fire. BY what
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