Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1868-03-21
uNnEn rHE eaEAr WATERS.

Woro IL possiolo tntouBu sue
ship Of some mystic channel, or outlet,
to suddenly drain Of tho waters Of the
ocean and leave its vast bed dry aud
free to human travel and inspection,
what truly strange aud wonderful sights
would be revealed The great broad
blue level, with its ever restless, living
surface; would have passed away, or
posing to light and sunshine those eter-
nally dark regions which human eye
hath never penetrated. Great black
mountains, with ridged, rocky, Shiny
sides, aud SUBMITS beautiful with green
trees, grassy fields, lovely gardens and
residences Of mankind, would appear
where now are islands aud continents.
There would be lone, ersggy mountains,
Of hills and lofty t%able-lauds
which never Jaw the surface or light,
and broad plains, white with sand and
shells, or notified With the Sentimental
deposits Of a million centuries, would lilo
in grand panorama before our wonder
ing eyes. But slasl how utterly dreary,
sterile, dead, would be the scene j one
would soou become satisted with gag
ing upon it, and involuntarily desire to
see it swallowed up in the great blue
waters once moro.
Let no one suppose that amid all this
dresry scene there would be nothing
life-like or interesting. True, the she'll
whitened carcass Of many a stately ship
would be brought to view, and the
bones Of many an ancient mariner or
huge whale be seen strewn loosely
about, and should the absence Of the
waters long continue, there would be n
mighty stink Of dead fish, yet what
could DO moro uniquely delightful than
q horseback ride or ramble among tho
coral groves and bowers of the Bahia
mas, I" where the purple mullet and tho
goldfish rover" Groves of coral whore
the long, snaky-stemmed, broad-lsaVed
kelp twines itself around fantastic
trunks, and the little soa-gourd hangs
pendant from its Shiny vino, trailing iu
the branches overhead. What a senss-
ton of peculiar WI would creep over
us as we strolled around among the
huge reefs, looking for those mythical
eaverns and grottos, tho homo Of old
Neptune, the Naiad Queen, or tho Sirens
with their swser1y seductive songs.
Then, too, 10 the course Of our rambls
va might take a pedestrian tramp along
the Grand Bank Of Newfoun dland; a
plateau six hundred miles long by two
hundred miles wide, and submerged be-
meath the surface Of the ocean, at an
average depth Of some eighteen or twen-
ty fathoms.
On this famous bank, where the Down
casters catch their best Goldfish, aud
which is trsversed by the great Atlantic
Gable, We would see queer things not
dreamed of in the philosophy Of any
body but a Grand Bank fisherman, for
thsre, indeed, would We wander among
fields Of green corn, pumpkins, squash
es, patches Of wstermelons, and ever
lemons. This may appear rather Of an
odd story to most people, but to those
who, like tho writer Of this article have
6shed a season on the aforesaid local.
ity, it will not DO strange or unfamiliar.
The green corn is a vegetable snbma'
rine plant, with ears TO 1t which bear q
striking resemblance 10 common corn
with the husks on. IA to the pump
kius, squashes sad watermelons, they
arc a live animal or fsh, We don't know
which, about the size and shape Of the
vegetables they represent, and strongly
resembling them In outside colors and
appearance. The skin is smooth aud
very Shiny, and The interior IS SIMPLY q
mass Of dark blood and eutrails. The
lemon is Of the Same character, and in
both color, shape and size most singu-
larly resembles that fruit. These queer
arrangements lie upon the bottom, and
are often fshed up BY the hooks Of the
e fishermen accidentally coming in con.
tact with them. They arc plump and
hard enough whom hrs. brought up to
the light of day, but after lying on deck
half an hour they collapse and f1atten.
There is an Imagination and reality
about them quite refreshing to contem-
plate by lovers Of the curious and mar.
velous in nature.