Staunton spectator, and general advertiser. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 183?-1849, 1849-06-06

ana mo exemption is attributed perhaps erroneous
~ NOT 10 the mode of life differing from that of a
cv,,ized one, but to hereditary organization.
Ahe shy grew more angry the day declined
The setting orb in crimson seems TO MOURN
Denouncing greater at his return,
nho auus new horrors TO the present doom,
ny certain fears Of evils yet 10 come"
Inc neat rather increased than lesSened after the
sun went down. AT s p. nj. the thermometer was
ioo0 I'VE iee' nom the ground. AT one foot from
the latter it was 1910. we threw ourselves upon
the parched, cracked earth, among dry stalks and
canes, which would before have seemed insupport-
aoie from me heat. Some endeavored to make a
screen ot one OF the boats awnings, but the fierce
wind swept 1t over in an instant. 1t was more like
The blast oil furnace than living air. At our feet
was me sea, and on our right, through the thcket,
we cond distinguish the cleaning Of the fires and
near the shouts from an Arab encampment.
In the early part of the night, there was scarce
~ 'ss.ncgs that some one was not at the water
ofcakers but the parching thirst could not be al
'ayed, FOR, although there was no perceptibe per-
spiraton, the fluid carried off as fast as it was
received into the system. At .. the breakers were
exhausted, and our last waking thought was water
In our disturbed and feversh sumbers, we fancied
the cool beverage purling down our parched and
burning Threats. The mosquitoes .as iftheir stings
Were envenomed by the heat, tormen,ed us almost
TO madness, and we spent miserable night through
out which we were compelled to lie encountered
Win our arms, while, by turns, we kept vigilant
watch.
We had spent the day in the glare of a Syrian
sun, ny the salt mountain of Usdom, in the hot blast
of the Sirocco, and were now bivouacked under the
calclned cliffs of Moab. When the water was ex-
haused, all too weary TO go for more even if there
were no danger OF 4 surprise, we threw ourselves
upon tine ground ,-eyes smarting, skin burning, lips
and tongue. and throat parched and dry and wrap
ped the fist garment we could find around our
heads to keep off the sitting blast and in our brief
and broken slumbers, drank from ideal fountains.
Those who have never felt thirst, never suffered
in simeon in the Wilderness OF been far of at sea-
with
''Watcr, water every where
Nor any drop TO drink
can form no idea of our sensations They are best
illustrated by the exclamation of the victim in Dan
e'S Inferno:
The little rills, which down the grassy side
or Casentino flow 10 Amos stream,
Filling their banks with vcrdurc rs they glide,
Are ever in my view mo idle dream
For more than vision parches, makes weak
Than that disease which wastes my pad check"
Our thoughts could not revert 10 home save in
connection with the precious element; and many
were tie imaginary speeches we made TO visionary
common councils against ideal water carts, which
went about nnsubStantial city streets, spouting the
glorious liquid in the very wastefulness of abund-
ance, every drop of which seemed priceless pearls,
we lay the shore Of the Dead Sea, in the fe-
versh sleep Of thirst.
The poor, affrghted Arab slept not wink for,
repeatedly, when | went out, as was my CUSTOM
TO that all was quiet and the sentres on the "a
lert he was ever in the same place looking in the
Same direction.
A; midnight the Thermometer stood at $50; short
ly after which the wind shifted and blew lightly
from the north. At 4 A. Nj. thermometer, 800;
comparatively cool.