Daily Richmond Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1828-1831, 1829-09-14

to the planet which Il is created So that where
water prevails the trtons aud the incrmaiis, which IN
TINS sphere exist only in the poets BRAIN, have there
the functions ofvtalty. Other and the most remote
OF the heavenly bodies nothing more than dense
atmospheres, and these inhabited by birds; that
space Is hlled by fuctuatng nebulm which are drawn
together by attractions and thus the work of creation
Is necessarily going and will continue until time
shall be no more. That the comets are orbs of btu
innous matter, which, becoming ignited burn on for
ages, until extingushed for want of tue and, as their
gravity aud attraction undergo constant change their
course IS cratic and uncontrolled by tho surrounding
atmosphere. have read until became like ship
IN the midst OF the ocean, without compass polar
star 10 guide 1t and then the philosophers pronoun
cei me mad, aud expelled me from their fraternity.
If they were to deal thus with all mad philosophers
the number would soon be reduced to chosen few"
now directed my steps towards maniac, who.
from an elevation, was addressing about dozen
auditors who appeared to listen TO him with atten-
ton. His head was grey aud hare, his countenance
animated, his gesticulaion Wild, and ho spoke with
degree of vehemcnce that isnpared corresponding
excl, en''nt in the minds OF his auditors.
"'i'hc world is mad. look abroad, and whatever
my eye falls upon goes 10 establish the truth of my
position. Behold yon hrary headed flasher boarding
his wealth for his tankcss child, 6cpriving himself
of proper susenance TO Gld another mite to the
mountain that he has already accumulnted--A lit
tie longer and we shall tears of iov shed upon
tho old mans grave; the mountain of wealth levclled
with the valley the stream that formed drop by
drop, rush out in torrents And vet the world pro-
nounces the dotord full of wisdom and prudence"
The world is mad. the world smad!" wildly shou-
ted the crowd around him. The preacher continued
"Bchod that palld and emaciated beng by the mid
night lamp The sun rises, sets and rises again. aud
still we find him in the same position consuming is
e' even os the lamp is consumed that stands beside
llini Ihe main object of life is neglected and the
Joys shat the world presents spurned things un
worthy of notice. His whole soul is absorbed with
one idea, hut one wsh--that succeeding ages may
know that he existed, and Ia accomplish this he rem
dets that existence burhen, heavier than the tabled
Atlas has to hear. The world will tell he is a mo.
del of human wisdom but If this be wisdom, why
build walls to contne lunatics? who is there so fran
tic among US as 20 sacrifice every enjoyment of life
with the vain hope OF attaining that which when at
tanned, he will be nsensible to- and ncaJrlble OF en-
Joymg The world is mad, since wisdom itself is
madness"
1.-The world is mad, the world is mad" shouted
forth his auditors and the exclamation was re echoed
from different parts Of the yard.
"Behod that young mother, watching by the cradle
that contains her infant child It is midnight and
not soul Is near her, She bends over him. gazes on
his dimpled cheeks, and kisses his ruby lips while
tears OF anguish How from her eyes laurld FIR want
OF sleep IL is midnight, and her head has not vet
reposed upon her pillow. She has trimmed he lamp
TO guide the stray 10 his home, but il is use
less, for the morning w.l rise before he leaves
the scene OF his heartless dcbaUchery. And yet she
Shes with tne ervcncy OF pure affection TO him who
has deserted her and her little babe who has trodden
OH her heart, and leaves her to want suffering and
shame. 1t is written, IF thine eve offend thee
pluck 1t out, and though he is dearer her than her
eyes, why taiRper with diseased member that is in
durable, and, If not Topped Off bring her to an
lntimely grave? The scene is changed. Behold her
now She is still alone in the chamber. Her face is
bent down to her lap and buried in her hands She
s still weeping What il that lies stretched on the
bed beside herr 1t is the bud of beauty that lat civ
she sprinked with her tears, now as pale as the v of
the valley d. as senseess asthe clod Of the valley too
Weep not, thou stricken one for refreshing show
er wi!lcal the blossom forth again. Il is dead and
she mourns her loss in the bitterness of sou-but
wherefore should she weep The child has gone to
bliss; 1t would have been reared in misery and shame
1t has died unspotted and in innocence and vet she
mourns that not reserved for life of pollution
and death of guilt She is mad, for rather should
her bps pour forth thesong of rejoicing that the limo
cent has been removed before it entered upon the
guilty path Of its father, tasted Of the bitter cup
that It's mother has quafed to the very drccs But
say that fortune had strewet its path with flowers
It's course had been as unrufled the sunny stream
that seeks the waste of waters, and its death the
death of the righteous. What them Is there any
enjoyment IN life To compensate for the miserv even
the most prosperous doomed to endured; any
knowledge that will repay for knowledge of the hu
man race, Blessed are We who die in ignoYance Of
your fellow mortals since the good that flows from,
the purer sources ofthe human heart is but as drop
coinpireg WIN the streams poured forth by the cor
fupted fountains; and we who are saved from This
khowiedge' are as the husbaDduran who enjoys the
harvest without having toiled In the sun. And vet
they who have escaped from scene OF solfshness
ana lnSratltude who are removed from state of
persecution and suffering, whose spirits return 10 HE
presence as pure and unspotted as when he formed
theIn are mourned as though they had lost instead
OF having gained n world. The world is mod ,I,a
world Is mad!" The preacher ceased, and his audi
tors shouted forth his last words. They were reecho
Ell from distant parts Of the yard. and even in the
cells amid the clanking ofchans might be heard the
exclamation "The world is mad! The world isnadl"
hurried away, glad to escape from the wild scene to
the hustle OF socletY-a change from one scene of
madness to another. have since often reflected ON
the words Of the maniac, and am more than half in
cned to believe that heard the plain truth spoken
within the walls Of bedlurn. X. PS
me GRIND Seignioy. This distinguished iptyid-
nal who for aught ever heard to the con,rary has
hitherto scrupuIousy maintained the character for
gravity nnd dainty for which his predecessors have
oech noled from The days of Mahoned down 10 the
present tltne5-has recently exposed himself 10 the
severe reproactes of his countrymen and Completely
lost possession Of HE hold upon own fnaonaton
by committing an act which Mt once Teduccs him 10
the level OF common men. The Grand Segnior land
we greve TO sayit, for had hoped that there WINS
one great man yet lch Of whom il could be said that
he had barred his heart against the ioroads nc