The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1875-09-16
s,pbs through the green solitude Of the dear
srs,f aaerrns tn echo bis numbers:

s,phs through the green solitude OF tue GEAR
snot seems to echo bis numbers:
rhare ,s no, in the wide world . valley 60 siHeet
AS the vale In whose bosom the bright wsse'"
Nh, th. last rays Of feeling aud life must depart
Ere the hloon, OF that valley shall fade from my
heart. "A
We paused at the " meeting of the waters"
near the top Of the vale. Toms tree was
there, and the bark OF it Is covered WIZ
names and initials. The bright waters mee.
ontv few PAGES from 1t; little point Oh iahu
runs ua,t into the dual stream, ana tue cur
rents curl and eddy about 1t as Il tneS Were
hactrrr q dance of welcome rs they nurmus
a stiR. low song of joy under tne snauom ";
the pverhauging bills. Inc "aos sa III,
4 the pjcture OF peace. IL turns 70 tpe isns
\ auz to the left beyond the great skou,Iels -
ttf, hesyiIy.wooded and .somore nissmus,
! gnd the ripping waters buooh ana p.esa
i .trom one end to the othet, crossed now IN!
i spain by stone bridges that IN no"lse o.s.
Il tnrb the harmony of the scene II - d ptJ
\ that the railroad has asoppeu 11'o tnss -
Y ded SPOT. but it has, and the rush'
mo trains ring down 'the iron grooves
,rih q roar as of distant tltanoer.
mt m at wee bit of. an Inn
h,dden quite away under the bill on one
eide of the valley. The river was CLOSE al
hand. I heard its guEglng in the niSn.
when awoke, and a hawk, very hearse ana
iIl-humored. screamed at Intervals by the
window. The rain bad been falling all the
evening: there was piano in the slttin"-
room-an instrument that sounded very Ike
harp that has been oat in bad weather.
and for amusement struck its clammF
kcvs Till the strisgs. a little iftbby ana
xerv uncertain. auirered in the most ex'
traordinary manner. There was response
from below, in the tap-room; VIC
lin. sawed by sn unskhful band'
echoed my strains Now it was Inc . halP
that Once through Tara's Halls" and now
"Kathleen Mavourneen," or "Ihe Las.
Rose; but "S~eet Boy OF Dubin anu
.S,. Patrrk's Day in the Morning
brought the festival to an unt'meiy cIose,
for correct blew up at the window under
the hill and a mob Of boys ho~ied in chorus,
albeit The rain WIS laShing the window
names. and the window sashes ratified in the
fitful gusts that swept down the vale. be-
lieye kent the whole com Dunity from tbrir
short slumbers full two hours before every
one subsidized; yet the rain waSstill beating on
the roof. aud tue caves were spout1ng nols'
, ilv. It is nearly noon the SKY breaks from
, time TO time, but before can mount the 60
! cart and be off it is stormiLS like slNt!
Heaven knows when [ am te get out OF TINS
, and find prospect more inspiring, as 1t VIII
necessarily be, than the narro~ vale reeklng
with warm mists and dim vista Of fading
bIls, lost again aud again beyond the shift
, ing curtains of the rain.
c.. W. SToDDARD.
P.S. closed my letter hastily in order to
: resume my journey, for the sun was out IN
the front of the house, and the landlord an.
nounced that the car was waiting; but by
the time I was ready to mount it was pour
ing on the other side of the road, and l have
come in to "loaf and enjoy my soul till
the storm blows over. Z. W. >.