Show COXS SUNSET Iffow the lion s S Cox Cause by time Name of Sunset The following brilliant piece of descrip tive writing which won for S S Cox the I name of Sunset appeared in the Ohio Statesman on May 19th 1853 of which he was local editor I A GREAT OLD SUNSET That a stormful sunset was that of last night How glorious the storm and how I splendid the setting of the sun We do not ever remember to have seen the like I on our round globe The scene opened I in the West with the whole horizon full I of a golden interpenetrating lustre which covered the foliage and brightened every object into its own rich dyes The colors grew deeper and richer until the golden lustre was transformed into a stormcloud full of finest lightning which leaped in dazzling zigzags all around and over the city The wind arose in fury and the slender shrubs and giant trees made obeis anca to its majesty Some even snapped before ita force The strawberry beds and grass plots turned up their whites to see old Zephyrus march by As the rains came and the pools formed and the gutters hurried away thunder roared grandly and the firebells caught the excitement ex-citement and rung with a hearty chorus The South and East received the copious showers and the West all at once brightened bright-ened up in a long polished belt of azure worthy of a Sicilian sky Presently a cloud appeared in the azure belt in the form of a castellated city It became more vivid revealing strange forms and peerless peer-less fanes and alabaster temples and glories red and grand in this mundane sphere It reminds us of Wordsworths splendid verse in his Excursion The appearance instantaneous disclosed Was of a mighty city boldly say A wilderness of buildings sinking far And self withdrawn into a wondrous depth Far sinking into splendor without end But the scene vanished only to give place to another isle where the most beautiful foliage appeared imagining a Iaradise in the distant and purified air The sun wearied with the elemental commotion com-motion sunk behind the green plains of the West The rich flush of unearthly light had passed and the rain had ceased when the solemn church bells pealed the laughter of the chiklren now out after the storm is heard with the carol of the birds while the forked and purple weapon of the skies still darted illumination o illumina-tion around the Startling cottage try ing to rival its angles and leap into its dark windows Candles are lighted the piano strikes up We feel it is good to have a home good to be on earth when such revelations beauty and power may be made And as we cannot refrain from reminding our readers of everything wonderful won-derful in our city we have begun and ended our feeble etching of a sunset which comes so rarely that its glory should be committed to immortal typeW |