The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1867-07-06
Commercial Advertiser.
Island correspondence.
KAUAI, June u, lSG

scarcely the rustic Of leaf in the tagging
trlde-winds. But that very calm stirs up recol-
lections of our voyage, and here we begin at
Honolulu.
The Voyage to Kauai.
At ten minutes to 5 p NJ we left the wharf at
Honolulu the trim, well-built, clipper-like.
f,st-saiIing schooner NetHe Merrill The name
is soft, loving and euphonous-is there ANYTHING
of the romance Of real life in it? Perhaps our
friend Molteno tell
The trade winds had came up, scattering aside
the gloom of clouds and Scotch mists that over
hung Honolulu for a fortnight and the schooner
dashed out Of the harbor, and % walked the
waters like thing of life Fairly in the open
sea, beyond the last buoy, the sharp Prov of the
vessel cleaved and gushingy parted the rushing
blue waters, light ocean bird, mt the rate of
ten knots hour. Less than two hours sail
found off Barber's point, and around us was
that gorgeous and beautiful scenery which ever
tints and ad0rns these Islands with veil of love
illness.
The emerald valley of Eva, with its dark green
background of mountains, over which the trade
winds bore the svery clouds in fieecy waves, ex-
tended away t. the northeast the long ridge Of
the Waanae mountain with its silky veil of gos-
clouds, looked grandly over our weather
bow south and southeastward spread the '' glad
waters of the dark blue sea- and westward the
glorious sun descended slowly down through cur
tans of golden and many tinted clouds, as if seek
ing gorgeous couch of rest in the ocean.
Gazing from the deck on the long column of
radiant light, that formed pathway over the
deep towards the halo of his departed glory,
could not but admire the many-changi ling hues
and forms of the gorgeous clouds that formed an
arch the bright gateway of his departure.
Imagination was busy in airy castle dreams.
The rosy and rainbow-hued clouds assumed forms
As varied and fantastic as tho, tinted by the
Aurora Borcalis trembling over polar SHOWS, or
the mirage that woos and mocks the traveller on
some burning, desert sand.
Hast thou not watched the changing of the
clouds ?--the blending and tintings of light and
shade p the various forms they assume p of
sweet angelic beauty, or of horror and hideous-
ness? How diverse the forms they present
Sometimes in the images of logn-lost friends,
with every waving line and form and tint of love
and beauty-then these dissolve in scenes of gloom
and grandeur-of brightness and of glory until
lost in thought, it seems like spirt-world un-
folded before thee Hast thou not seen all these
beautiful shadows of nature and felt them melt
into thy soul?
1t thus gazed and unused the steps
of twilight came solemnly down, the gorg
eous scenery which glowed from wave to noun
tain top aiar-yet ever fading, like the joys and
hopes of man l involuntarily drew forth my
carbon and sketched this charcoal outline Of
Sunset in the Pacific.
How beautiful beam the bright gates of The West,
Where the smiles farewell DER the ocean,
Ills golden ke deep heayins breast,
Which he kisses with ardent devotion
lie has gone; cIoud-arch his flight
Is tingel with the hues of his glory;
Scenes radiant with joy and forms airy and light
Rise and pass, but like JOY ransit0ry.
lake sprea away where the fairy isles beam,
nd jasmine with rose-boWers is twining;
golden shores Sprnkle,l with diamond sands gleam,
W here RAINBOW hued forest is shifing.
Let gaze eyes those isles the blest
In the spirit smile of the Even,
Where Gods curtains waved from the suns couch OF rest
Reveal Is far glimpses of heaven
A weird, mist-winged boat with its slverfringed sail
Ger the violet water fleets lightly;
And the spirit Of fragrance signs forth the gale,
To the opal-yvavei bay beaming brightly
A soft haze of glory drapes bright topaz plains,
Through which winds river of pleasure;
From purple cloud dome a vermiion shower rains,
O'er the fower-ields below Without measure
BY the lakes cleaning marge palms wavy ome
. \ palace Ionic reroses;
Where pure spirit joy finds home,
aud Hope ever plays with Loves
And the amber-aeeeed sport purple hills,
Or feed N the pastures of heaven,
Where leaping DER flower beds, radiant rlls
Mirror back bright tntings of Even
Iofrier mounts beyond light,
While glens in soft azure sleeping;
But they passing like time in his flight,
And Ewes star above them weeping.
And changing they the lovely of earth,
While the death shadow o'er them is darking;
But moon will renew them with heavener birth
nd Hopes light smile DER them more sparkling
Nights curtain has fell, glory has fed,
Der Pacfc's blue has faded,
Like the bright hope that in ls she'd
Like the garlands of love have braided
But Iove. memories float gloom of the past,
Like rose-eaves on life's rapid river,
And like sweet sunset viii ingerinSiy cast
4 JOY DER the spirit forever
The hues of the dying dolphin faded away, as
the moon arose with her silver crescent and shed
her soft light on the foaming deep. We were
alone on this vast and lonely ocean-not a sail
in sight, and save few lonely seabirds, nothing
beautiful lines to memory as we watched their
wild flights, but as in favor of the book
sellers. we Will not repeat them Some of them
made exceedingly long flights, without touching
n wave, we thought at least 200 yards
As the Netiie is manageable, and sails close to
the wind we coasted 50 near the shores of Kauai,
that everything distinctly visible in the rosy
morning light. Every half Obliterated crater,
every path of the Iava's eccentric flow. every
warped and tangled strata with all their twisted
and contOrted clips, were Distinctly visible |
And then low sand hill, where the sweeping
winds playing, showed the wftened bones