The Arkansas advocate., 1834-11-14

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 You are fortunate" saie Wargrave dri- ly.
 "Fortunate?n cried !. wish I could appreciate my own hck--I am voted the sulkiest dog unhangedt whenever 1t IS ny cue to be jolly; and affer proving wet blanket to merry party over night, am ready to shoot myself with lhe headache and fhe blue devils next moraing. If there be fellow really envy, it is such a one as Thornton; who is ready to. chime in with the chorus of the 36th ssanza ef Nan cy Dawson between his two last bottles; and keeps his head and legs as hour after all the rest of the party have lost theirs under the table.o
 "I fancy Thornton is prett33 wellsoason- ed; saturated like an old clares hogshead!" ]"
 "Enviahle dog From tisse ilamenofi- al, odes have been endited to petition the gods for an insensible heart. When l turn lyrist, ii will be to pray fors an insensIble stomach 'Tis a monstroas hard thing, { when one hears the trolling of joyous ehaason boire, or tinklied, under the lime trees of France or Germany, to feel no sympathy in the strain save that ol nausea. There IS something fresh and picturesque in the mere sound of the vine the grape-the cup-the howlf It al- ways appears to me that Bacehus Is the universal divinity, and that alone am ex- empted from the worship Think of Lord Thomas's gin-punch, and pity me!''
 
 Wargraye replied by vague unmean- ing laugh; which led me to conclude that my eloquence was lost upon him. Yet continued.
 Do you know that, in spite of the pre- valence of the Bacehanalian indolatfy, ] think we hardly give honor due to the in- huence of wine. It has ever been the mania of mankind to ascribe the notions of their fellow creatures to all motives but the true but if they saw clearly, and spoke honestly, they would admit that more he- roes have been made by the bottle than the sword"
 "Have you any personal meaping in this ti:ade?' suddenly interrupted my com panion, in a voice whose concentration was deadly.
 i" Personal meaning!" reiterated. .0f what nature ?'' And for moment could not but fancy that poor Wargfava had taken deeper share in the Chateau Nagoux of the fat Major than l had heen aware of. A man rather touched by wipe, sure to take fire esl tie aaost alssa,s.ss sstioa of drunkenness.
 "I can scarcely imagine, sirt' he con- tinued, in voice, however, that {avored of anything rather than inebliety, Isthat any man acquainted with the nisAnunes of my life should address aae on sch a sub lject!"
 Be satisfied, then, that your idignation is groundless, and most unrdsoDable," said I, still doubtful how far olkht to re- sent the ungraciousness of his lemeanar; 'sfor on the word Of q gentiei4,ii, til ts4is day, never heard your name. bnr avow- al of intimacy with my brother, Id some thing in the frankness of your Ihnner that reminded me of his, added to be hiarity of an expected reunion with many of my countrymen, has perhaps ifuced too sudden a familiarity in my deTnhnor; but, in wishing you good night, Catain War grave, and fairer interpretatpn of the next sailor who opens his heft to you at sight, allow me to assure you that not a shadow of offence was intened in the rhapsody your are pleased to rsent."
 "Forgive me!n exclaimed Wrgrave, ex- I tending his hands, nay almost s arms, to- wards me. "It would have afirded only crowning incident to my lniselbe history had my jealous soreness on oe fatal snb- feet produced serious misunderstanding with the brother of one of mNearest and earliest friends"
 While I frankly accepted h apologies and offered hand, could dett, by the 1 light of the moon, an expres3n of such profound dejection on the alted face of Wargrave-so deadly paleIBs-a hag- I gardness-that involuntarily reseated 1 myself on the wall beside m, as if to mark the resumption of fridly feeling. 1 He did not speak when he tok his place !; but after a few minutes silend had the 7 modification to hear hlm sblng like child.
 "Mv dear fellow, you alta too much importance to an unguarded prd, hand- sonely and satisfactorily expla1d," said I, trying to reconcile him with hiH4lf. Dis miss 1t from your thoughts"
 Do not fancy" replied Wsraye, in broken voice, sthat these humating tears originate in any thing that hasassed be- tween us this night. No! I assoeIa- tions recalled to my mind by ? rash hu- nor you are generous enough see ill it's true light, are of far more anciedate, and far more inefaceable nature. owe you