The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1879-08-13
PHE MORRISHOWN GAZETTE
BRIC-A-BRAC.
He Disconrses on Cats.


erature,'' I shall endeavor to seek
fresh pastures. What say you to
the cats and moonlight-Felid@
and Luna?
A gentleman observing a steam
boat explosion on the lower Missis-
sippi, remarked, "there are more
things 'twixt heaven and earth, than
one would imagine. under compli-
Gated surroundings.
Before introducing grimalkin, a
little moonlight is necessary-aad
here, I'm bothered. For, discussing
or trying to grasp the beautiful. or
the Sublime, always cowes me. My
conception of the Sublime, and love
of the beautiful, will always prevent
my laying fingers rude thereon.
There are men who will tackle such
things. but they rarely get through
: without budging with well worn
quotations from scripture and the
poets. Not only does lunar disgust
tion taDgle me, but, of a bright
moonlight night, | always feel a
sense of awe on the verge of mys-
terry. The accepted view of heaven,
is a broad glare of dazzling light
yet. any one, who has fully grasped
the loneliness of quiet, October
moonlight, will, / think, agree with
me as a question of task. | have
gazed from the outskirts of a dra-
COON camp, out on vast undulating
prairie, where naught but the clank
of the sentry's sabre, or the murmur
of the guard tent bloke the stiffness
and the eye passed out over the
billowy surface of the prairie,
through weird half light, that con-
veyed the impression of infnity. I
have paced the sea.shore, when the
tide was coming in, and the ear was
deafened with the boom, roar and
shale of the breakers, terraced frag-
ments, and swift rush up the beach |
of the spent force. I have looked |
DER the vista of beach struggling
water, brine and froth-sll bathed |
in golden light, and wished myself |
an eternal guard over this perpetual
struggle between sea and land. The |
same general features, although diff
ferent types of the subimity and
beauty of moonlight. But a moon
light in the Gulf stream at the sea,
gentlemen, that's to many although
1 hate quotations, I believe the
beauty of the selection, and my pow
erty of descriptive skill, will excuse
the deviation. quote from a man,
who wrote me judice as never other
man wrote upon his speciality.
ut was beautiful moonlight
night-such a night as is nowhere
to be seen without the tropics-and
not often within them. There was
not cloud to be seen in the sky
not even stray shred of thin, fleecy,
gauze-like vapor, to mark the diree-
ton of the upper current Of the air,
by its course across the moons disk,
which, was now, at the full, and
about halfway up her track i'm the
heavens. The small twinkling
lights from millions of lesser stars,
on that part of the armament, where j
she hung, were swamped in the food /
of greenish white radiance shed by 1
her; and it was only a few of the
irst magnitudes, with a planet here
and there, that were visible to the
naked eye, in the neighborhood of s
Ter crystal bright globe. But the n
'lear depth, and dark translucent =
purity of the profound. when the
we tried to pierce into it, al the re. If
18th; where the stars once more "
hone and sparkled thick and bright ca
Y beyond the merging influence of
be pale, cold orb" \ x All,
ere it is so off we go again, and
'ok forward towards the rising -
loon, whose shining wake of glow ~
orm colored light sparkling in the ~
nall waves that danced in the gen.
e wind on the heaving bosom of 80
lie dark blue sea; was right ahead Il.
us, like river of quicksilver, III
ith its course diminished in the po
stance to point flowing toward
from the extreme verge of the vi
rizon, through rolling sea of ifo
<, with The waters of which, for a UT
ne. it disdaIned to blend-coneen-
ted and shining, like polished SUI
yer, a-far off, intense and spark
g, as it streamed down nearer, DrO
becoming less and less brilliant mo
it widened in its approach to us anu
Ill, like the stream of the great 'he
uary of the magdalena, losing it. imn
in the salt waste of waters, it anu
dually melted beneath US and the
und us into the darkness. was
ich is "Evartish," but really fine, a
IN introduction to "cats-what Drot
they?'' and
hey're cats, that's what The t ~