Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1854-10-13

age to get up without the help of noun
tains to climb by. Unluckily, thi
cloud skirted the horizon, which, by tn
way, was only five miles out-and instea'
Of sending a whole brNiside of etfulgenc
at o! ce, over golden waves, he slow
ly moved up like 4 dullish red-hot cannon
ball The wind was fresh and raw from
the north, beside, ami simply felt-sobe
and hungry! did not feel Ike quoting
poetry then, nor have l room for it now
But if you, or your readers, think hav,
not done justice to the heroes and sublim
tiles of the subject, just hunt up and inser
here, or read, as much sublime poetry
from Byron or Bryant down to crazy John
Lands, as "you or each Of you," thinl
such an 'illimi.able circumstance re
quires !.
The after breakfast aspect Of affairs wa;
more promising. The wind lost its icy
ness tie sun shore down warm and un
clouded and | set out for a solitary ram
bic several miles down the beach, The
white capped waves came rolling and tumb
ling in with frolicsome glee, dancing tc
the music of their own roar and furnish
ing the best illustration of perpetual mo-
ton | know of. Between picking up
shells ani other curiosities watching
troops Of 'kill-dcers' alternately follow
ing the subsiding wave in search OF marine
insects, and then huIryirg back, with co,
mical quick-stcp, before its sudden return,
Ike relincnts of infIntry on incessan,
charges aud Retreat /; scanning the ten to
twcaty sail, and occasional steamers, pass
ing within the range Of vision; and some
;im-s ascending the sand hills to get a
wider horizon, the day has been one of
serene and memorable enjoyment. But |
will not stop now to moralize upon its nov
elites, or jot down any of the thousand
fuctuaiirg trains of thought which chased
each other like shadows over a grain field.
Ny only regret WAS that had not troops
of home-frieuds with me.
Towards noon, | ventured upon the luxu-
ry of bath, found the air balmy and the
water of a pleasant temperature. "Play-
ing with old Ocean," is glorious fun, GER
tainly, if you keep or the right side Of the
old fellow, and venture upon no undue
familiarities. But upon wading farther in
and attempting, like Byron, to clay my
hand upon his mane," ! got capsized in a
giffy, and after submarine somersault,
more expeditions than graceful, was sent
sprawling, neck and heels, up the beach,
to keep company with venerable look
ing saltwater crab, who seemed as much
astonished as l was, to find ourselves just
there at that particular moment. "Ah,
what noise of waters in mine ears !" what
taste Of pickle" on my lips! and-as l
found when | came to dress-what sand
showers in my hair. enough to make my
head portable sand-box for some time to
come. My private opinion is that sailors
and poets may perhaps take such liberties
with impun;fy, but land-lubbcrs had better
mind their p's and q's. Tossing his crab.
ship back into his native element, plung-
cd in after him, again and again, but more
scientifcally-till satiated with the exhil-
Grating sport and then started of, with
freshened energies, to enjoy one of mine
host Bodloc's capital dinners. When /
entered the hotel, who should l meet but
"Nonsieur Tonson come again" in the
shape of half dozen New Berliners arriv-
ed by the last train. They are now up the
coast fishing. These are only the first drops
Of the shower The sacrifice Of time and
money is so small that next season will
doubtless find hundreds of Union county,
and other West Branch people, down here
fer curiosity and health. And sandy Jersey
men can reciprocate, with advantage to
The Allcghanies and the At
antic are row near neighbors, and can
shake hands quite costly.
New Jersey, as seen from the line Of
this rai'r,ad, is a comparatively low and
1ndulating sand-bed. From Camden out
some miles are cultivated farms and plea
SAINT villages +; but the latter part Of the
,oute leads mostly thro' continuous pine
barrcns, relieved by occasional clearings
md glass works; which barrens, however,
hough the sheltering home Of foxes, deer,
5ears, and other wild animals, are not arid
md valueless wastes, incapable Of being
.eclaimed. They have been in a great
Measure denuded, by the iron works, of
heir original forest pines, which have been
-eplaced by dense and vigorous growth
If younger trees and bushes; streams are
numerous, and pure, soft water can be OBJ
aimed anywhere by sinking wells few
feet deep. noticed large mari pits on
he way, and I should suppose the peat Of
The salt marshes would make cheap and
fertilizing compost. This region has all
The fresh capabilities and promise of new