Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 182?-183?, 1832-08-24


in the afternoon you get out. You set cut
for your Office, you meet your friends, they
congratulate you on your escape, express
sorrow to sec you look SO badly, so blue, so
bilious about the eyes, all hope you will
soon look better don't be frightened; bad
case, but have courage-doesn't kill half it
attacks-only kills the yulgar-was afraid
you'd have it.
Half dead with the agony you have en-
dured while passing your kind, consolitory
friends, you at length reach your office,
throw your exhausted limbs into an arm
chair-ask for the evenings paper, with
view to withdraw your distracted mind from
all thoughts OF Cholera, when the first thing
that meets your eye is your name, street and
number, glaring in the report OF the Board
of Health, and your own case returned-s
dead.
Down goes the paper; cold sweat comes
over you-the faintiness of death creeps O.
yer you-you are too weak 10 curse the O.
ditor or the ofhcious doctor. Recovering
little, you stSgger home, order tea, and try
10 compose yourself.
Bed time arrives you are preparing 10
retire, when your agitated nerves are shock
ed by the announcement oft death Of a man
you Just passed in the street. Pale, tremb-
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your mouth DRYER than cotton, your feet
colder than marble. In hopes of falling TO
sleep you lie down the light is left burning,
it soon seems to burn blue you hear the
tick of ''death watch" within a foo. of
your head (; you turn and toss court sleep
in every possible way repeat halfforgotten
verses talk aloud even whistle; say the
multiplication table backwards then pain
darts through you; you feel for it; tits gone:
chill is upon you; then you are bathed in
perspiration; then cold again; you fall a
sleep hear the cry of fire leap up fright
ened with the light of your lamp; blow it
out; lie down exhaustion comes to your
relief you slumber now and then till morn
ing, when you again congratulate yourself
that you are yet alive.
Surely "tongue cannot Tell, nor paint
brush paint" the miseries ola nervous man
residing in New Y orll at this eYentful pc
riod.-[ Spirit Of the Times.
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THE REIGN OF TERRoR-The enor-
nous tyranny of the French Revolutionists
at the most bloody stage of the "Reign of
Terror" is thus wildly described by one Of
their own WRITER'S Under every footstep
was spring gun, under every roof spy,
in every family an informer, aud on every
Judicial bench an assassin.
--DASs--
LABoR.-The idea that labor degrades
the man is a most mischisvous error. 1t en-
ables the idle and vicious TO rob the honest
and laborious of large portion oftheir earn
ings; il is most serious obstacle in the way
Of aIimprovement, and ought TO be discoun
tenanced by every sensible man. SaysGo-
verneur Morris on this subject, 81 have met
with mechanics in the first societies in Eu-
rope, from which idlers Of high rank are ex-
cluded aadwss once introduced by a cop
persmllh to the intimacy of duke"
He that hath money and throws it away
for nothing, shall, | have no doubt, want
the same TO buy bread for his mouth. If
mans money is gone, his friends are gone
and he is lookedupon as beggar.-' II dream
@NH--
lNsCRIPTloN.--As short time since in
Church-yardn Herttordshire, were written
on grave rail the following lines
Remember me you pass by
Asyou are now, SO wa.I;
As am you De
Therefore prepare TO follow me.
Under these lines some one wrote in blue
paint
10 follow you I'm not content,
Unless know which way you went
--eSs~-
An officer who had been thrown from his
horse, said to friend who ran to his assist
ance, 81 thought had improved in my rid
ing, but | find | have fallen off,"
DR.. South, when preaching before Charles
II. observed that the monarch and his atten-
dants began to nod. Some of them soon af-
ter snored on which he broke off his SER
mon, and called aloud-"Lord Lauderdale.
let me entreat you TO rouse yourseIf-you
srore so loud that you will wake the king