The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1857-11-19
NEW YORK BAY AT SUNRISE

The slumbering city had scarce made slight
movement to shake off the drowsiness of last
nights hushed sleep-whether begotten in hop
est toll, fastidious Incidence; or mad debaucb-
ery-when few carriages, freighted with huf-
ried occupants, rattle warningly upon the hard
pavement, as they wend their way to the vari
Gus ferries which meet the early trains for the
distant country. To these travellers alone, to
those who await their pleasure, is the beautiful
bay revealed in all it's morning freshness and
sweet summer beauty.
Placid and still lies the blue expanse of
waters, fettered here by Jersey City aud Hobo
ken; there by Brooklyn, Staten Island, and the
great Empire City; and anon stretching far
down to the deep sea, or leading up among the
chilly highlands of Champlain and the St. Law
renee. Long lines of tall shipping stand mo
tionless with suspended life, casting the dark
ness of their heightened shadows upon the
newly.illumined scene; and the morning sun,
silvering the calm surface, transforms it to a
" thing of life," picturing forth the myriad
phases of human hope and passion. Of mans
heart fitting type; ever changing and fitful-
alive to every impression, yet involuntarily
seeking calmness and quiet.
Swiftly the arrow proved river steamers cut
the bright waters, leaving a long glttering
train in their wake while the white-winged
sailing vessels stand out briskly from their
mornings, needing the morning breeze. A ma
jestic ocean steamer is slowly marching down
Al. &C Al
moving ferry-boats ripple the shining waters.
The morning stiffness cast the magic of It's
hushing power upon the noisy boatmen, and
even the splashing water seemed to, heed the
dreamy repose. Like the Sabbath quiet of q
summer evening in the country, where only the
droning hum of insects, or drowsy unk-
lings" from the distant folds lull the sleepy
ear-even thus does the waking morn bestir
the calm waters which has folded the stars in
its bosom through all the damp night Grad.
ually, as the dark lines shorten with the up
rising sun, the stir of business and the clamor
of traffic begin. The work-dsy world rnshes to
the wharves and plies the laboring vessels, bear
ing ever with it the unfinching air of stern
browed necessity and the hardened hand of Nh
sparing reality. Ere the sun has reached hsaf
his meridian height, the beautiful bay is 10
more than highway mart for the display ST
wares and the exchange of merchandise. A
life-picture, the fresh summer purity and beaa-
ty of the morning of existence, marred and de.
spoiled by the heat and grossness of mature
MONDAY evil. Bot the volumed memory lives,
believing the parched soul, and feeding the
famished heart through all the fierce day strife,
even to the sultry eve, which may herald a
dawn of yet loveler brightness and serenity.
Enamored tourists may pirate of Italian sun.
light upon the.famed Bay of Naples-they may
have dreamed of golden streets and sapphire
pavements, when gazing upon the FURNISHED
Bosphorus-they may have caught inspiration
from the waving shadows pencilliug Lake
Como and yet, with all their worship of ma
ture, they may never have reused from their
morning slumber to inhale the vivifying beauty
and freshness of New York Bay at sunrise.
| Mr.. Morphy, the champion chess player, it il
said, will challenge Europe through the New
York Chess Club, to produce q man to play
with him, next spring, in New York, for from
one to Eve thousand dollars.
Leon Goldsmith, of New York, has been Ar
rested On q charge of having forged draft on
Philadelphia house, on which he he'd obtained
1856. He was imprisoned, to await requi
sition from Governor Pollock. e