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James Parton, The life of Horace Greeley, Chapter 7: he wanders. (search)
n on the grass and gazed down, through all the slow hours of the long summer day, upon the lazy, hazy, blue expanse. When the wind blows, the lake wakes up; and still it is not the ocean. The waves are discolored by the earthy bank upon which they break with un-oceanlike monotony. They neither advance nor recede, nor roar, nor sell. A great lake, with all its charms, and they are many and great, is only an infinite pond. The people of Erie care as much for the lake as the people of Niagara care for the cataract, as much as people generally care for anything wonderful or anything beautiful which they can see by turning their heads. In other words, they care for it as the means by which lime, coal, and lumber may be transported to another and a better market. Not one house is built along the shore, though the shore is high and level. Not a path has been worn by human feet above or below the bluff. Pigs, sheep, cows, and sweet-brier bushes occupy the unenclosed ground, which
James Parton, The life of Horace Greeley, Chapter 17: the Tribune's second year. (search)
defense Charles Dickens defended the editor travels visits Washington, and sketches the Senators at Mount Vernon at Niagara a hard hit at Major Noah. The Tribune, as we have seen, was started as a penny paper. It began its second volume, od his aims exalted, the pulse of the American quickened and his aspirations purified by a visit to Mount Vernon! From Niagara, the traveller wrote a letter to Graham's Magazine: Years, said he, though not many, have weighed upon me since of the wind through the mottled forest foliage, which harmonizes better with the spirit of the scene; for the Genius of Niagara, 0 friend! is never a laughterloving spirit. For the gaudy vanities, the petty pomps, the light follies of the hour, hy doings and darings of the ants at the base of the pyramid appear in their proper insignificance. Few can have visited Niagara and left it no humbler, no graver than they came. On his return to the city, Horace Greeley subsided, with curious a