Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-05-05

numbing weariness that had gathered upon him melt off and dissolve among the buds and fresh leaves by the way side. By times the past and even the object of his journey lapsed from his
 consciousness, so reused and sweetened were his senses by this racing through the waking world. But at length he was in New Orleans, and the days be-
 gan to swing back, unhinge and fall into golden ashes. as he wandered through the quaint and bloomy by I streets, and out the long suburban lanes that plowed away into the coun- | try through seas of freshest yerdure.
 It was elixir to him; the balm, and 1 glow, and glitter of the tropic world. l For two weeks he went about drinking
 it in, half forgetfnl of his mission.
 Then slowly he found himself driving
 the search with an unfiagging fresh-
 ness of spirit that he had not known. for months. He was getting rested; the springiness of youth, which he had
 all but lost through overwork, was re-
 turning to him. Yet when a month
 had dropped away his efforts remained | unrewarded.
 As at Charleston, the most minute
 inquiry touching Ivyl Snaer yielded no
 revealment, and the footprints of his
 relatives seemed lost. Still he followed
 the quest another week ere he had done
 sitting; then one morning as he walked
 along the Tivola Circle and crossed
 its green and dewy swell, he found
 himself thinking of some other field,
 and at loss which way to turn. At
 his back lay the pleasant, dreamy old
 city, and there below hlm, with dozens
 of water-craft riding as if upon a mir
 TOT, flowed the slow-moving, sea-hke
 river which, far, far away in the blue
 north, sucked into its mighty trough
 the limpid waters that bathed the feet
 of Openstone. It came upon him
 what fair and well-nigh illimitable
 land is ours, and how doubtful task
 was his.
 He went down to the wharves; sev-
 eral great steamers were filling for
 their outward journeys; one to St.
 Louis, one to Liverpool and another
 to New York. A sudden impulse
 seized him. He went back to his
 hotel. procured his luggage and by
 ten o'clock, with the fragrant breezes
 of the Delta streaming against his fore head, was watching the vast green landscape melt to right and left as the E big New York 8 eamer moved away over the glassy reaches to the gulf. Something very like pleasure bloomed , through all his being as he leaned up on the quarter-rail and watched the | shimmering panorama unrol. Beauty , was more to him than to many. It tasted sweet and thrilled him when { first beheld, not unlike some strange , delicious honeycomb fresh crushed F against the palate. It was his guide, ; or rather the thing that lured him, though he was scarcely conscious of it. Somewhat as beauty in the material
 world,s in landscape, eye, cheek, brow |, or carriage, made his young blood . blush about within his veins with pleas : ure, the lovely in ethics and actions |, stirred him. In either case within his . own senses it was a pure feeling; the ' response of something fine within to - something fine without, taste detect ' ing and guessing at the truth of life . and duty by nature's finer f1avors.
 At length the steamer swept out into the open deep, and John Eariing fol {, ', the first time beheld the limitless waste , before him. How filled he was! To = north and south and east and west . stretched out the fields of liquid gray, o of liquid green, of liquid blue, shot fal ,' and near with silver, What beauty d was here! what power, what breadth a what dignity of motion! His perception 10 seemed to widen at the sight. He die 'o not ask for companionship now, thougl ", that upon this palpitating hive of lift 7 floating alone across the liquid fields ,s ,s in some measure was inevitably his = Yet he kept apart as best h. n could, feasting himself upon th' rt ever-drifting dream of loveliness, ant ,'S leaving gladly to others the genia 70 commerce of speech. It was not tha r, he was cold and uncongenial, for h ;a was neither of these, but that he wa 1o | not aoDfapf Ho not satisfied will "a himself; then ever overhung the mys ,S tery of his house, and ever before hin - went the half defined vision of Celeste .o Now the consciousness crossed him b - - times, fetching with it Q little thrill n that he was drifting towards her, an ,r when he had quit the steamer at Ne1 .S York his first impulse was to take rail ut road passage for the West But he pu t st the feeling aside, and another mont ,e went by as he watched the floods of lii n. pour to and fro along the great town
 shining passes, wandered on the Huo son Heights, in and out the librarie. K tery, through slum, and mar 's' and court and factory, with a y overwhelming, wondering comprehe T le sion of the power and adornment C ne riches, and the weakness and naked as ness of poverty. It sickened him 6
 times; the inequality of condition, tn @, plethora here and poverty there. wit IT, their inevitable and natural pack ( Ie, curses crowding after them. Yet wh; gh more could be given them than lls sighp
 ge Was not thiscondition the granite d. s1 posit of cause and time and law? The Ill e5 e5 changeable arrangement of fateP IT 9 a9 vacillations of luck beat by the ag' s su into verdict of ironP The wa he anS not to ba throrvn fdovn saya o.. loves nolseless, melting currents. ( ng new tides, mayhap, like waves of ii ng hurled reddenlng from the vents
 l forcep Alas! for the hearts that mu