Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1858-06-03
THE SEA SHE'LL.

hear" said our hostess as We lifted from the
centre.table beautiful shell and placed %
our ear. It is true there was low murmur;,,
like the roar Of the far Of seas, riaing and
falling, as if bore upon waves Of iaif now
clear and distinctas thedash upon The beach,
and again, low and tremulous is tue dying
winds. We closed our eyes and listened to
the murmur Of the shell. AS We, listSGed
We dreamed. We stood % the beach g 3
stretched away, the restless swell curling
with foam, and dashing YEARLY upon th@
sands. Solemn, almost sad was the mus-
muring anthem which sobbed on TIE still
air. It isa sublime scsne-the ocean:.-
The throbbing pulse Of the mightyelemenss
beats slowlysa at your feet .5sE tsss . sy"aa z -
Ten thousand Heets have swept over thess
in vain, for assfar as Che eye canSses, thefs.eH
is not a track where their keelss have BEEN
It is trackless waste. Not even aecross r.
seen to mark the spot where crime has been.
There are nomouuments where theusandsf
have been laid down in the yielding xaseas&
Where are the gallant seasf SWheredidthsss
gloomy pillows, open to the 1l-fated sPrssi-S
denti a.. ees. "a, .. !. .s:s..yss,. > k.-e nas;
There was the gallant Arctic, sseamings
homeward under full sail, and warm hesrtss
beating faster under deck at the thought. Of,
green Ellis, soon TO rise from The NatsH.s.
But the shock came, and fast the remorselease .
waters rushed intov vshss il .f.ted steamsr,--si
Slowly, LIKE aha march pf fsts, the huge,
fabric sank. One vail WehtAp 70 God. aui
downward went -ths, Arctic With pr living
freight, With sail set. Secure I'M Storm
and decay, she is snchoyed beneath ~
len waters. Her sails are filed byd It'd
green waves asthey sbb and fox, Nosmol 4:
curls from her chimney tots for her great !,
iron heart has ceased to throb. Undsturb.
ed, the dead ones still rest upon the slippsy.
deck. Holland is still by the lids Of his ]
gun, match in hand. The womanly Slpcin !
hoat out in the waters, andthe damp phseh
rests cold and still in the clasped handa-.
Manly faces look up sternly among The
shrouds. The stripes and sta1s and tkssross
Of St. George lift weanly IN the 'eBb and
flow Of the tide. And wherever there Is Q
heart which longs for the loved ones under
the waves, the she'll will bring sSbbing to-
that hoSr*: eE,s- g,:i ':veFss 5xsi t.iS. .sss%
Thickly strewn are the dxelIeB on n
ocean bed. Its step and deep dark glens,-
are oil peopled. But they dwell in peace.
The march orfail Of Empires Is not heard.
Rust hasgathered On the blade and ii tie
cannon'ss mouth The inhabitann sof tile
Deep, gamboi unhsrmsd about Tie bstsle q
craft, whose oaken ribs haYeshiyefed with .
deadly broadsides. II 5sstE .assS:a 5st1's''s .
No monuments on the ocean. Man hss
piled the earth with the structure e hisgc.sa
MUS and ambition. : Earth'si gfestness 10
COMMUNICATED in marble and upon cansass, 3
and unseen are tho monument brildeR--
But the sea has no tale to tell Far4dosn |.
the coral; and the waves aSthey throbitoe
the shore, bear no record Of the dead. y S,so;
Neither. has the, shell q, word from tho ;:
ocean sleepers.- l. murmrrs only Of The .
whispering Winds and wsyss. ! cf:s1 s;..s.a