Litchfield enquirer., 1830-09-16

f strange and unexpected saluatioD, the cap- tain smiled, not doubting, in sootlI, but that the Levite was "cccring 0boast, '' and that the transit from "bread and cheese my eyes," to his more sailorly phrase would be the work only of day; but be- fore the smile had left his cheek, ss Bread and cheese nsg eyes" repeated the parson, how slow we go J" and every half min- rte he interlarded his confabulation with a fresh and cmpI,a,ical !" Bread and cheese my eyesP' until the captain, quite disglIst- ed, walked away, under the full impression that the good man was fool! He, there- fore, took an early opportunity, in pres ence of the, purser, of expatiating with him on the Jolly nfbredd and obcssiag lis eyes every minutc-the priest pleaded guilty, keenly turning the tables upon the officer, who in his mode of swearing, so completely united folly and profig0cy to- gether This was 0rgunentum Gd komin- em the captain felt the full force of it, and. hard as he confessed the task was, he absolutel y gave up the habit whichhad un- ccasingly vibrated on his tongue, at sea and on shore, in foul weather and in fair, for at least twenty years.-Atheneum. HUMAN LIFE. ..a
 We are travellers in the path of time. On both sides is presented an infinite vari- ety of objects, which we pass with incred- ible velocity. We now view flowing lawn, bnbbling brook, swelling hill i; we are delighted for moment, and in a moment they are out of sight. We then traverse a barren sand we climb over rocks we run over the edge of preci- pice; we start aside from chasm in the earth our flesh is torn with thorns we are alarmed with the hissing of serpents, and the bowling ofwild beasts we are sor- rowful, we are terrified for moment; but in moment all the objects disappear.- Such is our life, in which, if we enjoy any pleasure, it does not last; if we suffer any pain, it is of short continuance.
 VANITY OF WORLDLY FAME.
 Are you proud of your riches Do you boast of the honorable ancestors from whom you descended Arc you vain of your beauty, or your exalted station? You for get then you are mortal, that you are dust, and that you must return to dust. Think on those, who, before you have performed brilliant part on the theatre of human life. Where is the wise magistrate; the brave soldier; the eloquent orator?e Are they any thing but ashes Is their fame any thing but a fable2 Is not all their glory reduced to small heap of monumental stones? Look into their tombs, and see if you can distinguish the strong from the weak, the beautiful from the dcformed, the rich from the poor, the master from the servant, the conqueror from the captive.
 sHoRTNEss OF LIFE.
 Whenever we look at the herb of the field, we behold an image of man, and thus is human life described by the Psalmist. In the morning it is like grass which groweth up. In tlie morning it fourisheth and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down and withereth. Justly does this compari- son represent the brevity of life, and the transitory nature of the prosperity of man. He, who in the morning is green and grow eth up; in all the pride of youth, elegant in form, splendid in his color, like four isl,ing plant, in the evening withered in old age, or blasted with disease.
 Extracts ofa letter to the editor ot tthe Sem
 tinel, dated Cincinnati. (Ohio.
 This city is situated on the north bank of the Ohio river; the bank is about 60 or 70 feet high above low water mark. This, however, does not detract from the appear ance, or, so far as perceive, from the con- venience of the place; for the hill or bank all along the front of the city is graded or graduated SO as to form an immense inclin- ed plane-the whole of which is paved from, low water mark to the front of the houses constituting the first front street a. long the river. The plain or tract of coun- try in which the city is built is in the form oi an amphitheatre, surrounded in the dis tance by what in our country we should call mountains, but here are only considered hills or eminences so that, standing in any part of the city, and looking to the right or Jeff, before or behind, the long and wide and beautiful streets appear to terminate at the foot of these hills, covered with dark green foliage. never have seen so many buildings going up in any place as in this. q think may safely say 500 large, substan- tiaI, and many of them elegant mansions, rincinaIlv 0fhrirk with haaAnAnfS nf mar.