New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1855-03-30

drappolned hm, but to this day he retains the hopes
they have inhaled him. but he cings 10 then nh.
they keep his heart warm, and the syringe of life resh
| and sweet.
Man, silvery thread shines mid his dark locks
bis spirits ere 30 buoysnt-he il free from every
other token Of nirmiy decay thu, until you note
tbose gray bsirs you do not mike QUESTION of his
sge. lie is not young, you know. but time has ony
me'lowed ard softened bis wine Of life. There I. a
repose OF nen, you will be swift TO observe, which,
however, does not speek of sluggshness of blood or
too sutdued poser Of thought. Er,tic npulsive
bIcent II bis pursuit Of enterprises which 10 his
mind full Of Promise Of good, be has dealt Titanic
blows at the defeDerscies, and vices, and foles of
Bis time Exhaustive those bio Ts have often proved OF
bis own strength end resources failure has he
net many wrong has be endured much SANDER
hss be borne but al the Sc weights aad hOder snces
though they have sometimes proved his own nsufi-
cieLoy, have pever lessened bis srdor in all good
VOLS, nor ever modified bis faith in the ultins'e
triumph Of causes whose inevitable is.ue he has la
bore TO hasten.
There wss that in the outward Falcon which in
spIed in all bonest minds rhs, ,me in ,ntsct with
him, serene cotfdence that 10 the beautiful and
quite grand organization which commanded an invol
uniaIy tribute Of respect from those who approached
him. The perftctioDs of his heart did no. suffer in
conuest WIN the goodly temple that enshrined it.
hs coun'ensnce was benign, impressive the voice
IN correspoDceDce-sDd hE manner still further
iDecrsenent of the virtues Of the man. Active good
ntss shone from every feature Touch the man al
any point Of thoughtthe electric spark gave its 10.
ken Here was one who never would choose the
other side Of the wsy than that which the faint
ing traveller, faintDg from whatsoever csrse might
char ce, had fallen. His hand was as resdy as his
heart for service And through life since tie days of
bis youth il hao been true of him. Of the Philip
pisD jailer, he had ever bowed 10 Instant acknowl-
ecgement Of Truths new revelations 10 b s mind
ard CONT times be had suffered account Of the too
quick recognition In al inquiry, indefaugable-
humble ard tcscbabe 10 spirit brave in services rem
dered TO the DagDed, the incapable and oppressed,
lie had borne with clean hands and clean besrt such
vessels Of the Lord as had been intrusted 10 him.
CT loren and dumb creatures proved all this true Of
him. in Il g frtenets of their love and trust.
The death of old Dillon by q storm at sea 'orms
the occasion of tkillful piece of Sord painting:
Ore afternoon, not long after the removal, our Sd
saD WHO had duly participated In it's exctements and
borIe alone all fOnows aud regrets pertaining to it,
went up TO the mill from the boathouse, having seen
her faff err off in his boat, He going miles
~ the beach, to visit an old negbbor, VINO was i'll
In the round room che remained, until il became so
DARK up there and the Wind beat Violently against
the old WALL that fearful Of storm, che went do IN
the stairs TO the door
There terrific sigbt met Susan Dion's eyes, The
heavens were hidden by clouds. Piled up, mouutaG-
like, above crsg and peak and deep ravna, gray,
leaden, white and black, were those great clouds
msssive, threatening and terrible The ses even TO
her ey great horror, l.shed into tumut and
fury by the winds, which rosred, and fought, aud
col quered and fell retreated, advanced; aud their
crash was the roar Ct battle
In momeDtary exultation, for her spIi. was
SUI stood on the rock watching the motion Of the
waves-tbeir corquests and overthrow. Bat there
came thought that gave terrors 10 place OF delight
to bersoul. Her fstber, the old man whers was he
Lib fiery fash the thought shot through her heart:
if he were out at ses and alone, in storm like tn At
She ran TO the cabin, in her fear aud hope lie had
foreseen the storm it mig h be and had made haste
10 come in to land before it broke lie gas
not there. From the house she went back to the
poiGt where he was accu,fo ned to moor his boats.
He might have gore into the boat house to rest, after
the fatigue OF rowing in such storm, among such
waves. He not there There, while the dark
ress dee pened and the winds raved on, che waited
But there she could not eee-ooud command no
view Of the way by which, if he were coming, his
progress would be made. And once more she as
cended the cliff. The wind whirled round and rouod
her; it dashed against her in such fnry made it n
possible for Der to brave it long; ADD che creet in
an ong the rocks, and, clinging to them, kept her
look. out toward the west So quick WAS her trained
eight go strained its vision to its utmost now, that
she could have detected a bird at a distance which
would have rendered ship in full sail invisible to
Ices anxious eye even in light best calculated for
such observation.
There, in such anxiety, she waited What seemed an
interminab,e time At last-she started up-yes 1t
was he-he was coming in bic bost riding over those
fierce waves-sbe saw him-and be was alone.
And now the childs anxiety took new shape Inc
rein fell fat in large and heavy drops-the rocks
we're no protectio from tin moment her gar
meD,s were drenched by the rain. But liked, as by
fascination, her eyes on the disancs-and nearer ana
NEARER yet how far off ttill the bost came No
lopt er q waveIipg speck now seen and now lost to
sight. No longer a shapeless point; no longer bird
on wiz g-but The boat and the osrsman clearer and
clearer. An old toiling wi h the oar and bat
ting with the element SO many years it had kno En
him. was there 10 pity for the gray hared fisherman.
that the waves, which had been his home and his
love 80 long should sport madly with hin-should
thus strive with hint He had grown gray among
those waves-they had terved him according to the
desire of his heart, but now what were they doing to
the old n an
Size looked up into the face of the blue sky-and not
a cloud was there.
Whittier had fed the terrific darkness on which she
gazed but now Dazzling with the light OF the setting
sun spresd the immeas 1rable vault of heaven. The
storm birds fitted to and fro, rejoicing The havoc
was in which they had exulted; the great deep
reflected all that upper brightness, and tranquil Was
the beating of its mighty pulse.
Susan crept out from the place OF shelterIbut she
could not t6us emerge from the dominion Of her hid
dream If indeed the storm of the pact hours we're
drt am her clothes aud the pools among the rocks
told her that it not She stood up, leaning for
support against the slippery rocks; but when che
tiled 10 move che tottered like one drunken. mo-
mept Of intensely agonizpg effort in which she stroye
to realize herself. passed. She sat down where she
had lain, and looked out upon the sea- Slowly came
the thought back 10 her.
She had been watcher through storm.
She had been In the mill and left 1t on account OF the
darkIess but at what moment oil the wstch
had che yielded her post, and failed in her duty
Slowly, point by point che retraced the time that
had elapsed after leaving the mill until horror haa
! pressed down her yeids. But what was IL
the fury of the storm the terror OF the breaking
| fear as thisi had she slept No! when the
bost-tte boat came nearer, and nearer, and neartr,
and went down before her eyes suddenly without q
remedy while she could almost count the strokes OF
| his oar then
Flosted DOW upon the cruel waves, in the dszzlns
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