Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1883-11-04
sunset from the Tower.


(, To the Gazette:
The account which you published
sometime ago about the school mouse
belfries. causes me to hope the follow
ing lines Will appear in your columns,
| for what the writer but poorly at
! tennis TO describe was to him the
loveliest scene that ever gladdened his
vision. 1t is more than probable that
nearlv every person In this city had
! noticed the sunsets of the past few
days, and which lay beyond the pow
| ers of the human mind to paint or de-
scribe. Last Thursday evening ]
stood on the western side OF the bal
cony around the courthouse tower,
and witnessed a sight which viii re-
main visible through the windows of
memory rs long as i lie. | had
climbed into the tower amid the deep
enlng shsdows Of approaching twi-
who once occupied IL, and his tor
menting sweetheart, caused me 20 al
most expect TO see him looking out
over the city, End once | stopped as
the fancied sound of her tiny boot
heels rGng On the creaking stairway.
Twas the sound of the clock that i
heard, AID both were soon forgotten
in contemplation of the sunset.
Heavens ethereal bowl spanned the
western horizon with colors rarely
seen in the perspective of Il setting sun
landscape. Deep shadows lay in the
bosom of the Trinity river, and the
Cross Timbers in the east resembled n
dark cloud, nesting on the breast of
the prairie, with here and there points
Of slinbeams shining, like the bayonets
of phantom army, on prominent
tree or hill. 70 the right of the setting
sun was dense cloud, which resem-
bled cedar tree bedecked with Jewels,
which glittered upon the vision of the
writer like the streets of heaSen
CLEANED upon the gaze of the Peri
of Paradise, soliciting entrance
into the heavenly kingdom.
] thought that If my own entrance
upon presenting the most beauu-
full thing on earth to the gate-keeper, |
would offer as u passport, the enchant-
did the tree remain; the cloud sepa-
rated and floated away towards the
zenith with myriads of colors shining
AAiibh5iA 0NtAN h'
ems overhead were the color of II beau
tiful turquoise, which frightened and
varied to the amethyst and topaz as
they neared the sun. The bloodstone
and diamond in different shades
seemed to hang from the same cloud,
and Raphael in his dreams of his
coronation OF the Virgin" and his
"Frescoer in the Vatican,h never saw
the sublimity of color that lay mir
rored in the sky, and enchanted the
writer. That Arabian shepherd, who,
wandering into the wilderness, caught
II glimpse Of the Gardens of Iran, and
then lost sight of them forever
could not have beheld more beauti-
tul sight than the Texan sunset. Wis
ions of Hindoo temples surrounded by
the tamarind, cassia and the silken
plantains of Ceylon, mingling in rich
contrast with the foliage of the Palmy-
IN, THAT favorite tree of the Luxurious
bird that lights up the chambers of its
nest with iire.llies, u We're painted on
the western sky. The sun sank into
the prairies and the clouds began TO
assume the colors of the red lotus and
the blackstone. 4 new moon, tiny
and fragile us fern leaf peepad
through on lake of pearl, 1t was the
old Greek emblem shining amid
wilderness of prismatic colors, like u
dull yellow diamond in a setting of
tinted gold. As it slowly hoated to
the horizon, darkness had climbed the
eastern sky, and when its tinv point
peeped for the last time upon the prai-
RE 1t was from II scene that can never
be painted in the widest and
most fanciful dreams of Elysium.
II was sublime, infinite, -nature,
Tho writer had seen the sun set in
many climes; behind the famed Pail. |
sades on the "Rhine of America |
where n thousand spires and roofs in |
Gotham reflected its rays. and the |
water at his feet seemed like an in |
clined plane slanting to the bottom of |
the frOwning bluffs; on the ocean
where every wave cleaned with RAIN |
bow tints; behind the western sides |
of mountains whose peaks seemed on |
fire, but his vision had never been |
blessed as IL was from the tower ON |
this cool November evening. Visions |
OF the ancient Peruvans, who i'm idoln.
lrous worship once bowed down be-
lore the sun, iioated in his mind, and
Tor = moment he almost sympQthized
with them in their idolatry. Long
AFTER the shades of night had descend
ed he sat there while the gorgeous
coloring had dwindled to n bed of roses
IN the west. Every animal thought
or impulse had sunk into the cayeTns
Of forSetfuness, and darkness was
the universe when he slowly descended
nom the tower and like ouein n dream
retraced his steps to his home.
~, Wv COLONEL.
Fo.t Worth, November 8, 1888.