The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1852-08-26
What is Said of us Abroad.

| What is Said Of Abroad.
In the Pittsburgh Daily Union, of Angus
| 10Th, we find the following beautiful written ed
itorial, in reference to visit to the mountains
lately made by persons connected with that pa
per. 1t is peculiarly gratifying that those at 6
distance write so enchantingly concerning ou,
''Mountain Home" and were proper acoemmo.
dations afforded to all those desirous of se,nain
ing on the eminence which o'erlooks tht dark
hundreds of visitors would arrive here every
season and fully establish the reputation of the
spot as famous ':Watering Place.
THE MOUNTAINS.
ga Visit to the mountains in summer, is sure
to be attended with delight. To the one who,
for long months, has been confined to the wear
isome routine of affairs in the city-whose mind
has been revolving in the mere circle of busi-
ness, and who, at night, scarce thinks of look
ing up at the stars-to such n one, nothing can
be more pleasurable than an excursion to the
mountains. Go to the Summit of the Alleghe-
pies, if you wish to enjoy the grandeur of Amer
can scenery. Leave behind you the din of
Grays, coaches, and steam-engines and look at
the moon rising over the tops of the pine-for-
est :: Listen, amid the awful sol.tudes Of the
mountains, to the low, mysterious music which
the night breeze creates-and to the solemn
whisperings of the dim old trees-and awe viii
creep over your heart, and the voice of warning,
coming from the Infinite, will steal into your SOUL
carroding in the search of wealth, go up the
steps that lead to Natures highest altar As
cend the forest-crowned hills, and learn, after
the example of one of ancient days, that man
sin the bush with his God may meet
Never shall we forget the uprising of the full
harvest-moon, witnessed recently by us from
the road leading from the Summit of the ALE
ghenies to the village of Ebensburg. Twilight
was srecccded by the stars, swimming IN The
above, Ike luminous isles. Shadows
had crept over the forests, and low wild music
-sweeter by far than the softest notes of fin
ger-touched harp-came up from the darkened
valleys and the dim gorges. The Expresses
nodded their heads like phantoms. The mists,
white as bridal wells, were beg inning to gather
on the hilltops, and to nestle above the gurgling
streams. Silence almost profound was upon all
th;1gs-save when occasionally there came to
the the plaintive baying OF a distant hound
still eager the scent, or the mournfrl tiukling
of bell from the rude pastures. The voices OF
our companions became impei ceptibly softened
and attuned, so as to harmonic with the scene.
Then came the silvery moon, up through the far
off tree-tops, bright, full, resplendent-queen OF
the starry hosts and of the awful solitudes
Often on the ocean, and around the isles OF
the Caribbean sea, and the Mexican gulf,
have we looked upon the rising moon but ne
yer before attended with so much subimity, or
with such a sense of the holy and the beautiful
stealing over and thrilling the heart.
ride by moonlight mountain road, in
the month of August with sweet compauiors
aud cooling breezes /! Which do you prefer,
merry blue eyes, or lustrous dark ones {? And
a song, as you loved in boyhoods days,-would
you not love it on such night and amidst such
. scenery?
Along the road to the rine-embowerrd village
Sweetly does it smile upon US after long years
of absence-years which to us have brought
some joys and many sorrows. Lights gleam
from the windows, aud snowy handkerchiefs are
waving from the porches! Friends expec-
ting us-dear and cherished friends, whose gen
erous hearts and Ind hosrita'ites we can never
siorget."