. Our firemen. A history of the New York fire departments, volunteer and paid ... 650 engravings; 350 biographies. . M K N. 31 ; L Maria Child, in her Letters from New York (184r>), thus poeticallyami glowingly refers to the nit roduct ion of (Yoton into t lie c ity : •• Hut nature is filled with spirits, as it was in the old Grecian time. Oneof them dwells in our midst, and scatters blessings like a goddess. This lovelynymph, lor years uncourted, reclined in the verdant fields, exchanging glanceswith the stars, which saw themselves in her deep blue eyes. In true transcen-dental style she r
. Our firemen. A history of the New York fire departments, volunteer and paid ... 650 engravings; 350 biographies. . M K N. 31 ; L Maria Child, in her Letters from New York (184r>), thus poeticallyami glowingly refers to the nit roduct ion of (Yoton into t lie c ity : •• Hut nature is filled with spirits, as it was in the old Grecian time. Oneof them dwells in our midst, and scatters blessings like a goddess. This lovelynymph, lor years uncourted, reclined in the verdant fields, exchanging glanceswith the stars, which saw themselves in her deep blue eyes. In true transcen-dental style she reposed quietly in the sunshine, watching the heavens reflectthemselves in her full urn. Sometimes the little birds drank therefrom andlooked upward, or the Indian disturbed her placid mirror for a moment w it li hisbirchen cup. Thus ages passed, and the beautiful nymph gazed ever upward,and held her mirror to the heavens. Kut the spirit which pervades all formswas changing—changing; and it whispered to the nymph: 4 Why liest thouhere all the day idle ? The birds only sip from thy full urn, while thousands. CITY HALL FOUNTAIN. of human beings suffer for what thou hast to spai-e. Then the nymph heldcommunion with the sun, and he answered : I give unto all without stint ormeasure, and yet my storehouse is full, as at the beginning. She looked atheaven, and saw written among the stars, Lo, I embrace all, and thy urn isbut a fragment of the great mirror, in which I reveal myself to all. Then the nymph felt heaving aspirations at her heart, and she said, Itoo would be like the sunshine and the bright blue heavens. A voice from 1 heinfinite replied. * He that giveth receiveth. Let thine urn pour forth forever,and it shall be forever full. Then the water leaped joyfully and went on its mission of love. Con-cealed, like good deeds, it went all over the city, and baptized it in the nameof Purity, Temperance and Health. It flowed in the midst of pollution andtilth, but kept itself u
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