New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1851-08-12

and ending beVCnd the pOlrt tnaI human iOV'
NAV ever tread, is a sound c! d'eai and awe IKE
that Of the mysterious nOycn ent OF anothe3
world heard through tie silence Of our own
Besides, where trees grow, there human sym
uathy hnvefs And Doubtless Il IS he supreme
beauty Of the vicinity Of Niagara that often causes
travellers 70 lancy that they are DISAPPOINTED as
If N Semiramis the, should see more OF the
woman than Of the queen bni' chhDihg 'he
Alps. you leave trees below. Iney shrihA anu
retire They lose their bloom and beauty Ihey
decline from tenderness into tOughness' RON
delicate. evanescent hues INTO solemn evergreen,
sadder. and more solemn until they are almost
black. until they are dwarfed and scani and
wretched and are finally seen no more. With
the trees you leave the sights and sounds am
sentiment Of life The Alpine peaks are the rag
ged edges Of creation, half bleni with chaos.
Upon them. inaccessible forever IN the midst OF
the large life Of the world, the splnt OF ante
mundane silence lies stranded, as the coIse oil IN
antedIuvlan, upon a solitary rock-point ~ lhe
sea. overiaken by creation chsosdfited thl.heT'
and painfully climbing toward those hghls you
NAV feel, with the fascination OF wonder ana
awe that You looh. "a the Chinese say, behind
the beginning.
But if the Alps are thus death, Niagara IS life
and YOU know which is the more terrible 1t IS
a life, however, which you are to obaerye n
many ways, from below, from above, lrom'the
sides, from the suspenslon-Dr.dge, and, hnalIy,
YOU must steam up TO It's very front ana theh
climb down behind II. These two latter eXcur-
SONS are by no means to be omitted. The little
steamer leaves the shore lust above the susPen-
son.brdge, and gliding with effort INTO the cur
rent Of the river, YOU remember that there Is the
cataract before, and the whirlpool behind and
sheer rocky preciplces upon each side. But there
IS only gay gossip and pleasant wonder all around
Won. and the morning Is mild and the falls flash
ike plunge Of white flame. Slowly slowly
tugs the little boat against the stream. She
hugs the shorc-rOcky hearted, stlf, straight,
prn old Puritan Of shore that AZ IS, although II
is wrcathed and crowned with graceful green
ness And presently comes pun of cool spray
Is 1t threat. a kiss, or d warning from our tefII-
bic bourne The Gussy little Captain eXhorts
everybody to wrap IN a waterproof cloak and
can we shall else be- soaked through ana
through. as We were never soaked By shower
of rain But seme OF US, beautiful daughters oil
a mother famously fair, love our looks, and would
fam enjoy the grandeur without making our
selves less lovely Pooh, pooh " insists our
Captain, II would Mt give three cents for them
ere bunnets our choice travelling hats : , they
once get wet"
So we conson, to cloak, but we positively
decline Inda-rubher caps, especially after an adj
vance to SIX cents upon the Captains bld for
our bunnets," The men must SHIFT ior them
selves Here We are IN the roar and the rush
and the spray Whew It drives, It sweeps,
and the steady thunder of the cataract boOms.
filling the air with solid sound. Only few OF
us holdthe upper deck. Nor are we, whohave no
nantes. all unprotected, for shawls wont to fold
more fragile forms from the sigh OF the Summer
wind. now shield us from the spray OF Niagara.
We sweep along upon our leaf, that qulvers and
skins the foam, sweep straight INTO the binding
white thick. sufocating mist OF the cataract
strain our eyes. as we gasp for the curve OF the
fall for the parapet above, and III a sudden break.
through which breathcs cold The very arr OF the
rush Of waters, we catch glorious glimpse OF
calm ocean pouring white and resistless from
the blue SKY above into the white clouds below,
ana seem to see the very image OF tina. Minds
process whose might
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