New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1879-05-17

| cleaying into. or at times poised. literally s""i
upon it, 1t is like reading some iirst-cass natura
tragedy or epic, or hearing martial trumpets. Inc
splendid bird enjoys the hubbub-is adjusted ano
equal to it-finishes it so artlstlealIy' hi'
vast pnons proudly oscillating-the position
of his head and neck-his rcsistless, OCCASIONALLY
varied hight-nOw a swirl, now an upward move
| meut-the black clouds duyiBg-the angry WASH
| brlow-the hiss of rain. the winds piping lpeInaPS
the ice colidng gruntmgl-he tick,ng OK JP6ns s
self TO the gale moving with it with such velocity
and now. rcsuming control, he comes mp against
tine wind lord of the situation ana the stOrm-icfu'
| amid IT, of power and savage JOY.
sPECrMEN "TOw" on THE RIVER.
Sometimes las at present writing, middle OF
sunny afternoon, the old Vanderbilt steamer stalk
| ING Ahead plainly hear her rhythmic slushlhg
paddles-attached, drawing by long hawsers' her
immense and varied following string. t. an Old so"
and pigs" the river folks call it, First comes a
big barge with a house built on IT, and spars
towering over the roof; then canal boats, length
ened clustering train. fastened and linked TO-
| cether-the one In the middle, with high stan,
| Haunting broad and gaudv fag-Others with the
| almost inyariabe lines Of new-waSned ciothes'
| driving; two sioOps and schooner aside the low
| little wind and that ady,rso-with three long,
! dark empty barges bringing up the rear. People
| are on the boats: men lOungng, women In sun
| bonnets. children-and stoyeppes Win streaming
| smoke.
| MEETING A HERMIT.
| found in one of my rambles up the hills real
! hermit living in a lonesome spot, hard to get az
rocky, the view fine, with little patch of land two
rods square. A man of youngIsh middle-age, city
born and raised, had been to school, had travelled in
! Europe and California / first met him once or
twice on the road had passed the time of day, with
some small talk; then, the third time he asked me
to 90 along bit and rest III his hut an almost uh-
! precedented compliment, as heard from DINERS
1 IL. Of naln gf nHE
talked with ease and moderate freedom but dld not
unboson his life, story or tragedy, or whatever
il was.
TWO CONFRONTING INSTITUTIONS.
ApriI 28.-Started after breakfast, driving down
the west bank of the river six or seven miles, to
Highland Village. where we crossed to Poughkeep-
sic. Explored that lively aud handsome little city,
especially Main and Hamton-sts. spent an hour or
more at Yassar College (the Art Building and HalD,
and had a chat with President Caldwell; received
good impressions of this huge school and the three
or four hundred young women here studying to be
! fully educated" so-called. The rest of the day
| had good talks, good lunch and good time gen.
orally with our friends Professor and Mrs: Ritter.
| As we had gone down on the West side,
! Esopus we passed the Catholic Institution " Man
TesaD a large religious school and faTm-rendeZYous
for students for the priesthOOd-men and young
! fellows numbering many scores, perhaps. III the
hundreds-excu5ivey males-nct woman about
the premises. So that on one bank OF the river are
maTshalIed the lnascullnes in lofty towers looking
TO the East-and the other side the broad grounds
and red bricks Of Fassar with their lovely feminine
| army but what should prevent an old man Ike
me- who takes in everything, from having a capital
| good ii ne in both places0
AN ULSTER COUNTY WATERFALL.
l lot this nom. in wild scene Of woods and
hills where we have come to visit Waterfall.
never saw finer or moro cOpiOus hemlocks, many
of them large, some old and hoary. Such a senti-
mcnt to them. and all, secretive, shaggy-what
| | call weather-beaten and let-alOne-a rich
underay of ferns, yew sprouts and mosse5,
! beginning to be sDotted with the carly wild
flowers aforementioned. Euvelopiug all, the
monotone of blended base and liquid gurgle
from the hOarse impctuOu5 COpiOus Fall-the green
! ish-tawny, darkly transparent waters, plungug
with velocity down the rocks with patches OF milk
white foam-a stream of hurryiDg amber, thirty feet
| wide risen far back in the hills and woods, now
rushing with yOlume-every 100 rods fall, and
I sometimes three or four in that distance \ prlm-
tive forest of hemlocks and cedars, drudlca, soil
! tary and savage-nOt ten visitor a year-broken
| rock everywhere-shade overhead thick undcrio0t
! with leaves and just palpdble wild and delicate
| WALTER DUMoyT AND HIS MEDAL.
! AS sauntered along the high road, yesterday, l
stopped to watch man near by, plOughing a rough
stony field with yoke Of oxen. Usually there is
| much geeng and having excitement, and continual
noise and explosives, about job of this kind. But
noticed how different how easy and wordless, yet
firm and sufficient, the work OF this young
ploughman. His name was Walter DumOnt,
! a farmer and son of farmer working for
| their living. Three years ago, when the
| steamer SunnysIde was wrecked of n bitter icy
/ night on the west bank here Walter went out in
his boat-was the first man on hand with assistance
! -nade q way through the ice to shore, connected
| line performed work of tirst-class readiness
| daring danger and saved numerous lives. Some
weeks after, one evening when ho was up at EsOpus
among the usual loalng crowd at the country
store and post office, there arrived the gift OF an
! unexpected handsome gold medal either from tho
| Government or the New-lOrk Life Saving Society,
! for the quiet hero. The imprOmptu presentation
! was made to him on the spot, but he blushed,
| hestated as he took it, and had nothing to say.
CONCLUSION.
As conclude my memoranda, Summer has IN
deed opened around us. with orchard blossoms
chestnut foliage and May perfumes. j have let my
pen run freely in the presence of waters trees, skies
birds. As / age more and more, like to aban-
don myself TO this kind of outdoor gossip Not only
sane nourishment and content, but / sometimes
fancy even real Morality, in deepest sense comes
from air, sun, space-from prairie sea, mountains.
| Without these, all goodness educed of inside books
churches abstract lore, seems-dOes IL not i-Inere
| statue goudness-mere marble-vithOut breath of
life (' Virtue" said Marcus Aurelus, " what is it,
| only living and enthusiastic sympathy with Ma
| ture ~ W. W.
Neac- York, May II, 1870.
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