Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1854-02-18
Yor the Anli.slakery Busls.
FOREIGN CORRESPONDENCE.
OS BOARD STEAMSHIP AMERICA,
Lat. $40 4O> north, Long. w. 80 25'

0N BOARD STEAMSHIP AMERICA,
Lat $40 40> north, Long w. 80 25',
January IL, 1854.
DEAR FRIEND MARIrs; Except to make few
brief entries in my memorandum, | am doing my
first writing since losing sight of land, to day
My first letter was to my loved ones at homo. My
second is to you and the readers of tho Bugle-
None surely have higher claims, to crafty, no 9TH
crs could give me higher pleasure. At sunset
look often to the west and say, this side of that
golden scene is New England and beyond New
England is Ohio, with those adjoiaing states, where
live those most love earth, or [of created be-
ings, any where else-and that gildcd sunset
scene, is just the frame with which | would sur
round such picture.
And so gaze at my gorgeous vision. You will
know, dear Marius whether you love your friends,
when three thousand miles Of watery wilderness
shall separate you from them. And then too, if
awful sea sickness shall have seized and bound
you down day after day until you scarcely care
how soon the frail plank that partitions you from
eternity shall split asunder. You will then know
whether smile, kind look, cheering word, or
soft soothing hand Of some cherished spirit would
impart bliss or not to your snddencd SOUL your
suffering body. But to-day, the terrors and tor
ments of sickness arc past, and triumphantly
tread old ocean under my feet. Thus is one
victory after another secured only by patient en-
durance.
SO far, my voyage has been attended with less
scenes Of excitement than could have been expect
ed. We have had many squalls of hail and snow,
indeed no day has been without them. But
severe gale has not crossed our path. No "billows
mountain high" have come near us. Scarcely
has wave broken on to our decks at all--ncver to
any body's inconvenience The action of our ship
has not been rearing and pitching like an untamed
colt, but rolling from side to side like log.
should have liked the ether motion better. Some
days the rolling has been SO violent, as that every
dish the table, and every candle had to be CON
fined and tables and scttecs of course, screwed
fast to the floor. And then you had - watch we'll
your tea and coffee cups, your grayics and sauces,
or they would all be caping into your lap, as
familiarly as family of playful kittens.
But the su )limc grandeur of the ocean itself, is
theme for contemplation, though not for descrip-
tion. None who appreciate it will dare attempt to
unscal its mysteries. To me Columbus has become
real, not fabled Neptune, and l contemplate
him as indeed almost god. To plough the path
less surface even now, in wintry storm and tenn
pest, in dark as well day, is work for heroic
men. But what was it when that rash adyenturer
dared defy its then unknown pcrils, and feel his
doubtful way over thousand after thousand of
before unmcasurcd miles, with men more mutinous
than the waves, in search of another world in the
existence Of which, none but he had even faith
much less knowledge or. description. Before, it
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pillows and the ages rolled on together. Such
deed of daring, it had never frowned upon till
them at least for unknown generations. Surely it
ought to have surrendered at discretion it did.
No wonder it bore the conquerng hero to the boon
he sought. In him, sublime greatness met its
equal, and more than equal, and loyalty it yielded
the sccptre The riddle of the Sphinx was solved,
and its mysterious power was surrendered forever.
have loved the ocean long and well. Many
have asked me on your side Of the Allcghenies,
why would not remain in the West. Ny answer
has ever been, ] am child Of the sea, and long to
be near my mother. But she has rather step-moM-
cred it over me on this my first fondlng, with her
ever heavng bosom. And | have almost vowed
revenge upon her at times, and determined to hide
out of her sight in the deepest valley of the west
But to-day with a Sunshine and calm, like New
England May, she is rocking me so gently, and
feel well, and strong and vigorous, that she has
convinced and conquered me. And she makes me
believe fully, that am indeed better for what
have sufered-that her medicines, though harsh
to take, are yet most efcacous; and she after all,
fhe Queen of this grand system of IIydropathy.
This is my first letter to the Bugle, on my For
,cign Tour. dare not promise you many, but on
the other nand, England is not rich enough to buy
out the pleasure my conneZion with my western
friends Through its columns; gives me. From JEFF
ferson TO Salem, and thence to New Richmond on
the Ohio, in western Pennsylvania, Michigan and
Indiana there are those all along in whose friend
ship is my felicity, in whose society and ahec
ton, trust will be my heaven forever
An ocean may separate, but il cannot sunder us.
Distance may stretch its domain never so widely
il shall only swell higher the tide of aAechon.--
Time may mould and moss over institutions and
monumental marbles, but over the ineorruptible
treasures OF the heart, neither time, nor distance
nor the widest oceans, have dominion or control
God meant and made il 10 10. All true and
loving spirits he unites and what God has Joined