Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1859-07-26
Correspondence.
For the Meigs County Tclcgraph.
Way Notes.
RAILWAY, N. j., July 18th.

Halfway, IN. D., July lolh.
We left C~ovington KY, Monday, the
18th inst, at 8 A. NJ, in company with
a lady friend, for the depot of the Little Mi
ami az Columbus r. r. Here we found the
iron horse shutting the wind, and snorting,
anxious, like a racer, to start on his head
long course. After a half-hour's hurry
and hustle, the welcome sound is heard:
"All aboard the horse gives one snort,
and away we fly as on the wings of the
wind.
The corn and potatoes look well till we
get to Columbus. The former is small
but of a good color. From Columbus to
Cleveland we did not sec a single piece of
corn that we thought could possibly make
a fair crop. 1t was about as large as corn
usually is in Meigs the first of June
We saw a great deal Of wheat not cut at
all. on account of the frost, and much that
was cut seemed to be very poor.
We arrived at Cleveland about 5 p. NJ,
almost smothered with dust and ashes
Here, after seeing our friend and children
SdlSI( VII vi Vic IhdllOIluS Le' ~ we AOb
aboard the steamer Arctic. for a lake ride
to Buffalo. rs we skinned over the
clear green waters Of Lake Erie, whose
bosom was just rippled by gentle little
waves, like the soft heaving of a maids,
a glad sensation Of pleasure came over our
whole system. We sat and watched the
sun till, by the reflection through the
mists of the lake, he grew larger and
larger, and seemed a great ball of fire
swinging in the neither element. Soon his
lower limb seemed to kiss the water,
and he gradually sank down and down,
ill the mighty waters seemed to close
over him forever. Then we thought of
|, the lone Indian, WHO left the burial place
of his fathers, his dusky squaw, and little
pappoose, to seek the place where the great
t sun goes down in the 'big w%aters;'' for
this, he thought, must be very near the
, dwelling place of the Great Spirit. And,
l thought we, where now is the red man,
I who used to sport in the little bark canoe,
with his wife and babes, on these beauti-
full waters? Gone, like yonder sun, and
; soon, very soon, the waters of the great
ocean Of time will roll over the last of his
race forever. But we trust they have en-
tered, ere Ibis, the fiowery hunting ground
of the far-off land of the Great Spirit they
have worshiped.
We arrived at Buffalo at 9 A. NJ, the
following morning, (Tuesday,) and
, stepped aboard the steamer Arrow, with
$ a pleasure party for Niagara Falls. We
had a grand, exciting ride for 90 miles
s down the Niagara River, passing Grand
5 Island, Chippewa battle ground, and the
f wharf of Schlosser, celebrated for the
G burning of the Caroline by the English
Oar boat put into the mouth of Chippewa
Creek, which opens into Welland Canal
and empties into Niagara River, some
, three miles above the Falls, which is as
s near as boats like to venture. Here, fol
d the first time in our lives, we stepped
If ashore into the possessions of the Fail
Queen, and took cars 70: the Clifton
House. For near an hour we had beer
= in sight of the cloud of spray arising from
# the Falls, and now, before we had hardly
. time to look around, the roaring of thu
n great waters was about our ears. We
= confess to a strange, wild excitement, FOL
h the moment. We are set off at Clifton
IT station, a few steps from the Clifton
,s House, which stands on the bank of the
river, a few hundred yards below the
Falls on the Canada side. AS we wished
N to be alone, we here left our company ant
D. walked in haste up toward the Falls
% Here we must confess to a sad feeling o
disappointment, which others spoke of al
n terward. The scene did not at first NEE
n. our extiavagant expectations. But wheI
we descended the long stairway, and sa
alone under the Table Rock, the wonde
f. grew upon us till it filled us with amaze
y, ment, or with a something that can't b.
~ described. We give you what we fine
,e penciled in our notebook, while sitting il
the spray, under the dashing cataract:
to One, p. M.-Under the Table Rock
ct what shall we say, as we seem transported
Us from this world, and the Numbering of tn
great waters of eternity seems about US
Id Here man feels, indeed, his insigni6cance
in and seems TO stand in the visible presenc
of the great l AM.
IF o, thou great Niagara! For how many
he ages thou hadst Numbered thy angr,
n waters into this yawniug gulf, before tn
Nv raJ nam stood upon fbu hanEa wa knoN