New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1854-09-11
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The GREAT RAIN, so long looked for, hoped
for, prayed for, has come at last We thought
there was an angry wildness in the appearance
of the clouds hurrying across the sky as we went
YEARLY home from our Fridays work little
after midnight that indicated a brewing storm;
yet Saturday morning was, not 80 bright, but as
hot as almost any of its predecessors, and q good
part OF the day would have done credit for sui
trness to the most fervid and exhausting of dog
days Still the clouds gathered as fast as they
were scattered, and palpably gained as the day
wore out, until the sun set on quite promise Of
rain. by eight O'Clock there were faint and dis
tant flashes of lightning observed; and about
nine the first dash of rain fell on the writer's
roof in the center Of Westchester County. An
hour or more passed, and then the windows of
heaven were opened" in good earnest Such
pouring, dashing, soaking rain Who would not
gladly have lain awake at least half the night to
hear it How we pitied the poor rich folks who
live in great houses, 80 high that the rain falling
on the roof cannot send its soft, sweet music down
70 their delighted ears What q delicious ac-
compartment to half conscious slumber is az.
forded by this celestial serensde, which you are
not required to rise and show yourself in bal
cOny or at window to evince due gratitude for.
By.and-by the air grows cooler under its iniu-
ence, and you shut the window, hunt up a
blanket, and resume the nights enjoyment with
akeener and fuller satisfaction.
Still the rain pours down not so furiously as
from eleven o'clock to three or four, but steadily
copiously and bounteousy. The suffering leaves
and heritage have long since drank their ill and
RENTED the balance to the heated, thirsty earth,
which drinks and drinks, as if it would never be
satisfied. But by sunrise even the earth (save 10
localities where most Of the reviviDg fluid runs
of from its inclining indursted surface without
penetratiDg) has absorbed TO satisfaction aud
now the long dry bees Of the brooks begin to sing
and laugh over their unwOnted repletion. BY
nine o'clock they are running torrents; even the
sseadiest and least excitable are trimming, while
those which draw their sustenance from steep,
high hills, are white with lesping and roaring.
The trees seem to have forgotten the droutb
which consumed them but yesterday, while the
grass even in the brownest and most de solate pas
lures, looks refreshed and rejuyenated. If it 10
not yet green and vigorous, 1t shows that it 5000
will be.
Still the rain pours down! The swsmps and
lower valleys of Westchester are becoming petty
lakes the lazy, tiny riyulets are broadencd to
brooks; the city's streets are swept and cleaned
as no commissioner or contractor ever began to
clean themi awnings are tapping sign boards are
creaking in the stiff, cold North Esster-it 10 the
Eauinoctial Storm and no mistake little ahead
OF its time, certainly but who shall csvil at that
We must have Butter for winter, and cannot make
it without grass; our TurDps and other Roots have
yet to be grown-Dsy, many of them are hardly
up-even Corn and Potatoes will in some spots be
helped out BY the late but welcome rain. We
will accept ii thankfully, then. and not grumbla