New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1869-07-24

At this point we turned abruptly to the right and
crossed the county road the back side OF the cape
keeping parallelw with It for time. In this
we proceeded bearing south till we reached the shore Of
the Atlantic about half way between the highlands and
Long Nook. 1t was not far from this spot that Mr.
Ihoreau had discovered the Broom Crowberry Emporium
CourddtD. He called my attention to the fact as we
walked over one Of the green mounds where was grow
ing and expressed some surprise, thought, that it
should be found in this locality We also
several other plants Of which he speaks in
his work on Cape Cod The pretty Polygdla
oiyga0G, spreading raywso, fat tho ground, white
pasture thistes (CSi,un ptnliltD but preties OF oil
the scarlet pimpernel poor mans ergass tAnd
CALLS arpesi gTees you almost every square yard OF
sand7 now proposed walk the Cape to Great
Hollow On our way visited the neglected buryinR
ground to which have already referred We climbed
the fence and walked among the monuments. Most
Of them of coarse dark slate, and rudey carved
At the risk of being trpped by blackberry vines and
huCkeberry bushes, which abounded, made our
way TO the north side Of the yard. Here were
three graves more freshly dug than most Of the
others. In them lay two men and a woman, who had
been buried the Autumn previous As their bodies
picked up soon after the st. John lost the Cohasset
Rocks in October ls9 IL is supposed that they were on
board that Inflated vessel BY what strange chance OF
wind and these three separated from their
companions and dashed upon the beach belowf From
what place beyond the deep waters had they emgraed
to lind in this house home IRON the storms Oh
lief Alas! none could answer and perhaps rev careu
Yet, around resde far away they were missed ana
il may be even then hearts mourning their absence
and aching for their loss As soon as possible afcr ney
came ashore the bodies we're put in coarse pine cOus
and carried TO this lonely spot in cart with 80 or 40 OF
the va gers old and young, came here ana saw tnen
lowered down. No prayer was said. aud but few WORDS
were spoken Yet in view of the circumstance ana 10
sight OF the that had swallowed up somany was
all The more Impressive The scene up yVidy be-
fore Dir ThOreau aud stood there that June day
although months had elapsed ana as we Turned 20
Schiller in DlS Lied con Der dEOekeSong OF the Bel;
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s. yertrsg. der samang seine Sant .r1r ..t
zan Sesep SacS De: Ri@nts Rah
Win l aSSii 6 Der Si ElSs s s6ss
-.... uud hafeu, dass r den SarEen ' '.
...F ... Erbhhen soil q sChoRerm LooH" ..... ...#
..r "TOthe DARK lap Of holy earth .-
- The sowe the ground with seed .'
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r.. ... More prsooss sseis ia sar,5,s Ss5k yoHo
r..' HpdbSpe bet risHg from the tOmb T
They'll blOssom in that better land' r. ..r
At Great Hollow we found shady place and
sat there while the sun was hlgh IN inc
before and the whole bay spread out as panorama
we could look across to Provinceown, hye or six miles
Distant aud see the harb0r ana shipping the green mis-
rising above the white houses and forming background
the singing bird the swelling bud and tho opening
flower We there the Black thrOated Bunting (fi,i
fbe neg6borhood Of Concord Ths led him to speak OF
Of North America, their habits mgrato and
When he had flushed we rose from the bed Of
which had been sitting, ut must be ocoos, SAID
we have time to TO the Lighthouse by way Of Long
Hook1' replied that thought we should, and so we
buryiug ground the left and bearing south. Tho
scenery was much the same as that aTeady
snecies 1B,,dsoniG tonsnt6sa and eyiooides), in
little tufts like moss, with Its yellow blossoms; small
sheltered valleys in which would be house nearly Md
den from sight until came almost plump upon it
path darker than the OF the SOIL through which the
white cropped leading from the little Enclosed
yard to another cottage; now and then clup OF shrub
berry a windmill, distant church-with the ever
present both sides-were the objects that met our
gaze. We did not pass through the NOOK, a, quiet
spot halfhidden by the hills, with few houses
IN it. We avoided the road from choice, as we did
not wish TO meet any one soon we came 10 Inc DeaT
over this walked, close by the waters edge, inc
novel to either Mr. Thoreau had been here several
times BEFORE and once in particular, IN october 1872
Race Point had been here often. alone aud with 9th
ers by night ana by day had seen the ocean IN a It's
ing a storm That day II was the slvcry, quiet sea
near the shore, growing bluer and darker as We
nj a. their Sav for The wind was light aud the smoke
of large steamer bound out. visible Tor long time
By.aud-by came opposite the hght house perched
high upon the bank which Is here about l35 feet above
the level the beach We did not attempt TO ascend NJ
was too steep. We kept on TIL we came 10 the Gay
Pounds, remarkable indentation IN the land that
has been frequently described Here We made
our way with some difficulty 70 the nlghia9ds
above, and sat down to talk; our conversation
took wide range. From natural objects around Us We
books and authors, then 10 progress
seryatsm, III the discussion OF which he iudulged, l
thought structures society Finding
him man OF such powers, Piled him with numei'
Gus questions. hdmirer Of the writings OF Mar
garet Fuller; / wanted 10 know all about her. / was
more less acquainted with the works OF Fourier and
owen; some points In these upon which WAS In the
dark needed TO DO explained lac was the man to do It.
Brook Farm community was enyelOped IN mystery,
although 1t was but few miles from Boston; ne could
tell Inc its history, and he did Many OF his remarks
beautiful aud striking AS George sand says IN
TeyerinO, sometimes listen 10 those whose bent
ments are born Of ideas. and they transport US 10
region unknown TO before" IL was 80 IN my case
The lamps.in the lighthouse were already burning when
rose to 90 parted with Mr.. ThOreau at the gate As
walked down the solitary road by the old Windmill,
turned more 10 look at that white tower stand
ing amid the darkness, and Ringing It's radiance Tar
out on the deep Nor did lose sight Of II until de
scended into the valley, and the intervening hills hid II
frOm view then entered the path we had hrst taken IN
the morning. and at the parsonage IL had been
one OF the 6appest days OF my life. Ten years after
again visited the Cape. During my absence MI IhOehu
had been there and made careful observations
Ii proved 10 be his last visit He returned TO COneord
with the same love OF nature, % resume his walks and
exclusions and there he died In few years Yet the re-
suits OF his labOra are lost They e1ist-but ~ no
neetlng record of day like this-they 1--we IN WORK
which will be read by future generations
EAST TENNESSEE