The tri-weekly standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1866-1868, 1866-08-11

| HORACE GREELY.-HOrace Greely Is
thus sketched by the New York Citi-
zen:
"Greely's tastes are singularly-al-
most pathetically lly-simple. No man
of equal, or even approximating powers,
is so little self conscious, so little self
asserting in his personal relations. He
has large and fertile farm al Chippa-
| qua, on the Harlem railroad, and there
he takes his few and dearly-earned hol-
idays-s drinks water like a camel
from a pure spring which lies in a hol-
low near the bottom of tumbling cas-
cade upon his grounds; or taking exer
else with a hatchet in thinning out the
trees of his plantation where they grow
too thickly for mutual development.
His farm is an aggregate of many
farms, bonght up with patient economy
OF years, and contains, in consequence,
nearly Il dozen orchards, marking us
many separate purchases OF small es-
tates. OF these orchards and their
thriftiness he is more proud than of all
the power Of the Tribune. TO keep
them free of apple worms is with him !,
labor of affection. How many barrels
they produced last year, and how ma
ny he has hopes they will produce this
season, are themes which he discusses
and dwells upon with no less apparent
interest, and far more vivacity, than
his pen displays in Iissecting Secretary
McCulloch's estimates.
His present house is not The one he
means to occupy, being the one he
found upon the central farm at the time
Of it's original purchase. 1t is Il very
simple frame structure, of only some
half dozen rooms but to its left there
is beautiful cascade, tumbling down
through thickly wooded slopes, and
brawling Over messy rocks and close
to its margin, or at least within view of
its descent, and within hearing of it's
continual murmur, he is clearing plat
eau on which his future homestead is
to rise. Only a few choice pictures in
the parlor, and some sculpture bought
during his visit to Italy, mark ont the
interior of the house as different from
that of similar houses of its class be-
longing to the uncuitivated farmers OF
his neighhorhood.
:: On this land it is Grecly's delight
to try costly experiments OF snb-soiliny
and new manures new agricultural
implements, and new crosses i'll the Va
riOus breeds OF choice cattle. When he
'has seen justice done his poor friend,
the negro and made sufficient money
to secure the future of his children, our
philosopher believes that he will have
philosophy enough to abjure both liter
ature and politics, and go off some
where fishing.
I" OF domestic history the subject of
our sketch has little, owing to the con-
tinued delicacy of his wite's health.
His greatest sorrow was the loss of an
only son ; his gacatest joys, next to the
decree.Of universal emancipation, two !
promising daughters, the elder of whom |
is now being educated at the convent |
of the Sacred Heart, in the upper part |
of this island"
lowing legend told in ThorTc's Yule-
tice Tales. 1t is too beautiful to remain
known only to Antiquarians
There was mother who loved her
first child with her whole heart, and !
thought she could not live without it
but the Almighty sent great sickness
among children which seized this little /
one, who lay on a sick bed even to death
Three days and three nights the mother
watched and wept, and prayed by the
side of her darling child, but it died
The mother, now alone in the wide
world, gave way to the most violent
and unspeakable oreif she ate nothing
and drank nothing, and wept, wcpt,
wcpt three long DAYS and three long
nights. This the mother did without
ceasin@, calling constantly her child
The third night, us she thus sat over
come with suffering, in the place where
her child had died, her ewes bathed En- :
tears, and faint from grief, the door
softly opened, and the mother started. |
for before her stood her departed child !
1t had become a heavenly angel, and |
smiled sweetly as innocence, and WAS
beautiful like the blessed. 1t had in it's |
hand small cup that was almost r1en-
ming over, so full it was. And the chile
spoke:
"'Oh dearest mother, weep no more
for me the angel Of mourning has col
ected in this little cup the tears which
you have shed for me. IF for me you
she'd but one tear more it will overflow.
shall have no more rest in the grave
md no JOY in heaven. Therefore, O,
1carest mother weep no more for your
,hild for it is we'll and happy, and an
gels are its companions
C 1t then vanished. The mother shed
10 more tears, that she might not dis
urb her child's joy in Heaven