The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1865-11-16

THE START.

The ballast was on board. A dozer
men was clinging to the unsteady car t.
keep it down.
"Give us one good swing, boys, ant
the let us sail :" cried Prof. Lowe. Th'
next moment there was strong puff;
tapping sound, like that of wings m mo
ton; the crowds below caught one more
glimpse of the pale checked bride, with
nervous mile upon her lips, and then the
air ship was ahoat and rising slowly or
her heavenward way. She rose but slow
ly, however The Professor emptied a
sand bag just in time to clear the caves
Of the little house at one corner of the
enclosure. As it was, the car came square.
ly in contact with the flagstaff on the
roof; but the slender mast bent like a
willow wand, and the next moment they
were clear and rising rapidly, with the
Professor waving his hat triumphantly
over the side of the car.
THE BRIDAL VOYAGE
was happy success, and is thus describ-
ed by one of the voyagers, who is evident
ly of a poetic turn:
1t was not near so cold as we thought
it would be- Immediately after clearing
the walls Of the enclosure, the balloon
seemed to become perfectly motionless,
and the warld sank from our feet like a
peopled dream The city was spread be-
low us like map, with its hundred spires
and myriad easements cleaning in the
last fash of sunset, which flooded the
west with pallid gold, with here and there
an island of white cloud. For moment
we seemed to be perfectly motionless ,and
then, by watching the Central Park, d.
rectly beneath u.s. we saw that We were
moving rapidly toward the North.
''Then as the wind began to weep
A music out of sheet and shroud,
We steered her toward the crimson cloud
That land-like slept along the deep.
Our nervousness was quietly gone, and
we were soon chatting merrily. Lesser
and DINNER grew the world as we scared
and swept along, over Harlem and along
East River, with its hundred isles, with
the wide, glittering waters Of the Sound
beyond, like a dazzling shield, and ham,
lets, hills and woods, the latter flushed
with Autumnal purple and gold, feeting
far beneath US like the vistas of an en-.
chanted realm.
1t all seemed strange and fairy like
1t brought to mind the DAY Dream" OF
Tennyson By but slight stretch OF
the fancy, the bride became the sleeping
beauty, newly awakened by her true
loves kiss by another stretch-quite a
stretch, it is true-Professor Boynton
became the fairy prince. lighter footed
than the fox" who bore her to his faith.
er's halls. 1t was the sweet Day-Dream
of youth and love.
And on her lovers arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far across the hills they went,
In that new world which is the old;
Across the hills, and far away,
Beyond their utmost purple rim,
And deep into the dying day
The happy princes followed bin.
Even as in the sweet Day Dream, the
happy couple In the air ship lett the
world behind, and mounted starward as
though to make their bridal home in
some bright bower beyond the clouds.
And DER them many sliding star
And many a merry wind was borne,
And, streamed through many golden bar
The twilight melted into morn.
And DER them many flowing range
| Of vapor buoyed the cresent-bark,
And, rapt through many rosy change,
The twilight died into the dark.
We understand that the newly welded
pair will remain some days in New Y orE
before seeking their home in Syracuse
May their days be of silver and thei
nights of gold