New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1860-10-01

Is now rarely heard. There wds a modes
depression about these and the other single "cneI
of the congregation. They took their places 81
NE, kly, as if they had thcIed out of goOd-0Ok
mgDesS, with 20 one to see and praise them. IN
two beauties of the town, ! well remember, and twl
very beautiful women they were listers, but I'M
like. One was goddess, with the faIr bfealth o.
fOrehta d the mexhausibc bloom, the rch mar ano
ultramafiDe ewes of ancient wOrrhip-the other hao
dark curs, and eyes to match, with cheek hRe
peach of deeper hue. have not se7h theuh gro"
old ON glad to rem ember them ia thelr young
l. yeiDass as the delivering angels 81 that dream y
dizziness, the Trinity of those days. Other relief,
too there was at times. A rascoly young Organ
,st from the city would sometimes mount into
that solemn Organ-loft and rouse up the Old
echoes with strange new melodies. How the
misc bieyOus eyes of younger brother would tWln-
kle. as he bispeTed, That's Dick up there, aud
he's PLAYING all the operas right through and they
don't know it; don't you hear the Don Giovanni -
Very welcome were Dicks reverles, especially on the
occu sion of a collection, when he entirely sienced
the cadence of the pennies falling into the worn
plate, as the slender pltance was wrung from the
penuI ions congregation; welcome, too, was bis gay
voluntary after the benediction and dismissal when
We marched out Of church to the tame of 1--WE
won't 20 home til moIning, or strain Of equiv
alent sanctty. Dick has probably learned to play
sober tunes enough since then; and wnen we called
him a rascal, intended iC only in the sOtened
sense Of those days, for the world is now grown so
literal that the word has ceased 10 be term of en-
dearment.
What an innocence was there about the old town
In those days. Ii seemed to loom up out Of a sleepy
mist and there was good deal of fog IN the brains
Of the inhabitants None of your wide.awake shop
keepers in those times. Dry goods, wet goods, and
crockery, were sold at the same counter. Honest
IL. rhnnns and
ard answered your demand til Thee shall have
- it, friend" Molly Iilley made delicious molasses
CANDY. and when our funds ran low, we went IL
Miss Betsey's for wntergreen, and got trusted. Al
VOses one could get an ice-cream, rather buttery
in its flavor and cODslSteDce. Seabury d Tenant
kept the one livery stable, with carriages not of
to-days pattern, and a decent horse or 80. Miss
Katy Nazard did not dsdan to sell glass and chua
TOYS; and the ancient Sessions wa, wheeled 40 ,nJ
his variety shop in a chair. Positively, the cOulpar
ison Of the magnificent establishments of 10 DAY nth
the primitive resources OF those old times makes me
SILVER. Why have / not grown great and splendid
Newport, with thee All there is one rule tor
men, and another rule for cities; and the years hat
bring up your real estate bring down your tenant b.
very narrow prospective pOssesslon-of which the
less the better.
I he parties of those DAYS, do We remember
theml muslin dress was full toilette. One
danced by pi.hO, generally Of the cracked and
iIDgug description, tuning being rare aud difficult.
at supper one admired variety of sweetmeats.
"DO not have calves foot Jelly made for your par
ty," said rich man to his daughter, q" / would
not have you finer than yoRr naghborS"-a little
word, by the by of Old-iaShiOned good taste and
feeling. And now what calf except the very
golden calf himself can furnish feet rich enough for
a Newport entertainment Finer than our neigh
bOIs We are very glad we never wished or tried 10
be. But not all your money eau buy that little
gentlemanly trait we have just recorded.
Another figure comes back to us out of the New
port of those days 1t is that of NeapOlitan who,
after enjoying the liberties of the Continent, had
determined TO fix himself where the tomato would
flourish best-that vegetable being at once a critic
riOn and condition of health. He and the tomato
accordingly introduced themselves at Newport some
forty VI ars ago and continued to flourish there for
many Summers. They have named a street for
him. Our boys used to call him Father COrne. de
was wont 10 entertain them with delicious little
suppers, being himself great adept ia the art An
anomalous friend and attendant lived with him.
whom he called " Beei," but who aterward inher-
tied his property and was known as Mr.. William
BOtiemore. Old Come was man Of some wit and
culture. He quoted the Latin poets; his con
versaton was as sparkling as his wine. He
had the sort Of humOr from which the stage BuGo
was created Tor, believe me, the BRBO Is not It4l-
ian, but Neapohtan. Take chair take six
q chairs, Governor Gibbs he would gay. when
thai distinguished iunctiOna'y visited him A Blp-
tst Missionary coming 10 collect donations: e. IA
" walk IN, Sair take rest. | always very partial
" to ~ Baptistes" said the ancient heather. who
bad ever darkened a church door within the mem
DRY Of the Oldest iuhabitant. When he was bat 80
one Of as asked him if be- would not like 10 revisit
bis native country an non ~ he replied, WITH
feryOr; "r0yoz c0uS Monsieur, mon p6re est mort"
The relative in question was then recently dece isai
having Numbered more than an hundred Summers.
Old as Father Come was, two of the fair young
heads that crowned his genial supper-table were
there was a reason why he should live lOng-he was
an annuitant.
viii not longer delay, turning over the leaves of
the past 1hi, Is my last look at Newport in the
magical evening hight. Often shall my eyes be-
hungry for this beauty, for these colors, seen no.
where else out of Italy. Where else do tbs trees
look black against the red Of the late sunset
Where else does water smile 90 with the ast up
ward look, and shut its eyes so softly in darkness,
as III this fair bay. How the wooden houses are
gloIiiied at the evening sacrifice How is there
delight in the outline OF the pIanest square roof
cutting INTO this warmer than red, aud rcncr than
COLO Might We all die at sunset, watching the
days decline with our own Bat there is no need
10 talk Of that Yet. Now, the moon pursues NV
flying steps, like warrior in a shining yzof.
W bile the swift horse bears me the other way
must ever turn and turn to see the polished steel
coming ever behind me, pressing, cbidng my foot
steps. An thousand things hasten behind ms
that We do not see nor suspect. SO, farewell,
Moon Ny business is with what's ahead. Dat
Of this night | must ride into the
world, where Louis Napoleon is preventing
fate, where Ga-ibadl is closing with
heavens justice, where The uburied Marontes are
waiting for revenge, where the Papacy dreams aud
Temilcs, when the German dogmatises through the
nose, and WorsLips bis with cabbage incense and
lspersluns of iagcrber; where uncountcd in the
III De the black and white Of our own national sal
yatiou or condemnation, believed to be Imminent,
III. L.Ll And ILD LuLun DLi-nn riL-nr III