Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1871-09-10
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70 MS. ~, OF COLUMBUS, MISSISSIPPI, AT
SnERlFF'S SALE
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county and 70 me oirectsd.1 wilton
HOaday, I he Isth day Of ssutsmhsr, 10
I In front Of the shsrias once. on ss.o,
y I6nnessee, sell for cash, 10 ma h4rhees ~
j der The following described real esfafe- wi
4 ~ Emery eosndS.~ Isnnessses Beginning
q Latham avenue, runningsanfh ninsfes
enains ana ntnety-thres Huka uqq0
side OF Triegss avenue, sight ebai5s ~ ~ ~
saty.ons Inks 70 2 stake; theBce mort
ninsteea chains and g links (s.ssl to III
Lemores venue thence east with WrTs
more aFeDue toths beginning: containfnr 1
All s5ou1 seventeen acres a. acresl less on
acre s9la 70 sasnAnisI and Henry Trigg. 3
sloe OF Latham avenue 2io fest frosa the -
tsrseotion OF Latham avenue With Triga ave
nue. and unn1n thence EouthwardIv an
parallel With Latham Avenue wa sida %
feet TO the intersection Of tne west sac Z
Lat9am avenue Wish T-igg avenue, theme
OF Trlgg avenue 30 feet to s stake: fbenr1
northwerdiy and parallel with Lathan
east and paTsIlei to TT9px STAKE j,a theme
Inc beginning, containing . acre. Ths 81
Teen scres levied upon as the prorerfv n
tween 10 O'Clock AN. and O'CLOCK n =. =
80 SARCusJ. WRIGR4, shszin
Dsdtcotsd 70 Ars, "a. Q. harden aud Moafe e.
u 81 Moore.
Editors 4ppeaL-A sister-poet sends
me. in a charming letter, the Enclosed
UQroQu urr4fNan ~ 1919 n g. ---l-
since. If you find half the pleasure In
them which they afforded me, you VIII
give them q place in your SUNDAY AP-
PEAL. Respectfully,
ANNIE CHAMBERS KRToHUM.
The sea hath many voices, sisters mine, 3
Varied Is winds OF hill and mountain are,
uhen mourning sadly mid the solemn pine,
Or chanting ~gloriousiy to midnight star,
or whispering where the dead in silence
The day was fair as we three paced thesands-
Sands bright with waters rom q tropie
And on the sea. and sky. and earth, there
No missing beauty We eouId wish for more,
ana every breath to Heaven our gladness
The song was gay when nrst 1 caught its tone
But weird and subtle came another key,
Breathing an interlinked sob and moan,
. Like the wild minor lullaby
That fishers wives sing as they watch the
Grander and fuller came the mystic strains,
Like wrestling clouds they intertwIned
While e'er anon a brighE note cleft them
LIKE s1nbsam burning a bright path Of red.
Down which the choral moved with sol
s"h 1e@
And words meier told save to poetic sense,
when in that choral chanted to my ears,
Things d1mly seen and felt, but never spake,
For dearih OF speech. all salt with human
And heart with glsdness full, yet faint with
fear;
81 have funm many a shore" the bright foam
AS, hGTiyinE up the sands. it kissed my
"FrOm where the iOebergs rear their glitter
To where al glories In the tropics meet
From wild birds song to hSwrets, gay and
-
sAnd everywhere the earth Is good and fair,
And things OF beauty last Tor aye and aye"
Bat while f spake. the wind In cruel spite
Broke its white wreath and trampled meath
The scattered bubbles quick were borne
away.
II paused like Pythoness p~ronouneing
~The ThiHss of earth are transient as a dream,
Time, IKE my wave sweeps all into the
Then broke the biuow with asaIen boom
Broke. and a sea gull's frightened shrek
Rose Wild and thrilling from the misty
The kildee called to kildee long the beach.
And mid the rocking bllows lar away,
Theses birds hew in mystical array.
rhe beekoning hands of waves far out at sea,
Ghostly and white, and cold, arose to view.
me song they sang was wcndrous strange to
Though sad as life and death, and like them
A song 50 sad, Tn panied to ten 1t you.
Our waves are all the tears OF all the world,
Driven to and fro by signs e~ngarnered
The murmuring sounds, humanity's deep
stiG echoed from the cradle to he bier,
For life at best is sphered into a tear.
This mighty basin called by you the sea
Is simply esrth's great treasure-house for
Zoo sad for Heaven, too pure for dark Hades,
Which 20 the human heart doth memories
AS sweet as Davids harp. or MAD as Isrssls
'hus Is It that the sea hath many q tone /
Which stirs the soul to It's remotest cell,
sscn sob and cry humanity doth own,
The voice OF planning waves alone can tell,
Ldke their own echoed signs in wreathed !
shell. l
till over all a bright sky kindly bent, |
The BIRDS their upWdrd flight did never :
cease, &
nd thinking OF the land where "there's no Z
sea- 4
That there. from sorrow all hall have sur
cease, ,
My heart became attuned to perfect peace. !
Houston, TEXAS, July, 1871, {
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