Litchfield enquirer. [volume] (Litchfield, Conn.) 1829-current, 1838-10-04

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| shed Iusfre on many fair form, and carried
] low to many youthful heart. Each lovly
! laughing girl had her admirer, some COM
panion young and gay as herself; and in
merry groups they wandered along the
paths, or seated themselves on the turf, be-
meath the shade of overhanging boughs-
This bright light of day found no correspon-
ding ray within the bosom of the ci-deuGnt
beauty. The uncomfortable thought pos
sessed her, that it displayed to view her I'm
seemly companion, and therefore had she
turned aside, and reproached him so bitterly,
and then retired, neglected and disconsolate,
| have observed, Age followed her, and down
they sat together on the first seat that pre-
! scented itself. This was so placed, as to COM
mand a view of surprising beauty, in the
contemplation of which, selfish griefs and
unworthy complainings might well be for
| gotten. A sudden opening in the woods re-
/ vealed the broad river below, with its waters
rolling silently onward, like the ceaseless
| tide of time. Waving woods and yellow
cornfelds graced its banks, and here and
there some pleasant dwelling reared its white
walls among the trees; and in the back
ground huge bank of blue and misty noun
tains bounded the view. ...
Tranquility stole into the poor lady S
woods, and hills and beamiag river and
she saw, without repugnance, that Age was
still beside her. 'Iam here said he, with
a smile, and drew closer toward her, and she
answered mildly: Be silent now, Old Age,
and let the sweet voices Of my youth speak
| to me in these wild woods, and sparkling wa
ters and Age prudently took the hint, and
said, Thou dost not hate me now, while we
are alone with nature 9 She answered in
subdued tone: ALAS l can resist thee no
longer; but oh thou hast done me cruel
wrong /!
;. 'Be'wise,' continued he, and will amply
repay thee for all have taken from thee
for know, proud woman, that the same hand
which clothed thee with beauty, directed me
here to rob thee of thy charms, and fashion
thee for the grave
',Dost thou lead me to the grave 2 said the
beauty. with light shudder.
Not yet,' replied he, soothingly but even
unto the grave will reconcile thee, if thou
wilt but listen through me to the voice of him
that sent me-
Here can listen to thee,' said she thy
voice chimes in, passing well, with the sweet
melodies of nature. Ifthou would but leave
me to myself, and hush thy mournful creak-
ing in the gay circles of fashion,
Il cannot leave thee for moment said
| Age, for tell thee am sent by one far
mightier than /, to fulfil thy destiny here,
and prepare thee for the mysteries of thy
coming doom. Look upon me then, as a
messenger Of love, not OF wrath, and thrice
happy shall be our communion together.
It was fortunate for this once beautiful wo-
man, that she had sufficient sense and good
| feeling to understand every word that Old
I Age said to her and had prudence enough
beside, 10 acknowledge him ever after as a
friend for he proved a sage counsellor, and
guided her wisely through the last scenes of
life, and during each trial of sickness and
infirmity, endued her with resignation, and
whispered heavenly consolation to her i'm
most soul. +1
He soon persuaded her to. throw aside ev-
cry vain trapping and then with bis own
gentle hand, smoothed her grey hair across
her brow, and blended benevolent sniles
with the growing wrinkles. Thus, though
she was no longer lovely to look upon, she
became reconciled to herself and ceasing to
pine for the charms of which Age had dives
ted her, she wrapped herself In mantle Of
gray, and quietly descended with him into
the vale Of years.-KnSckerbock
AWAaNrNc VolcH. A writer in the Knick-
erbocker draws, in the subjoined brief sketch,
D revolving picture, yet how many young men
are chasing gilded butterfiies-things Of
day. ....,,.... .,.,...,., :. 8.
young girl, unaccustonned to the world, to
that Of the heartless and false doll OF dress,
whose every word is for effect, and every
thought q desire for admiration who can
sacrifice all domestic pleasures, and follow
fashion and yice-vice Of thought: who lives
only in crowds, and is miserable alone who
loves self supremely, and takes husband
for his carriage and house, and enters into
matrimony for the liberties it allows her,
There are such women the idols ofthe ball
room, and the bellies of the watering places
They enjoy q butterfly celebrity, and then
decay early. in mind and body, the victims
to fashion, or worse. What thoughts must
linger around the bosoms of such women on
their dying beds, as they think of their neg
lected God Young men know not what they
follow, as they glide on the wake Of the
plumed syren of the dance. They are the
falselights which meteors hold out to draw
the tumbling ships upon the rocks. They
lure US on with music and the pattering Of
tiny feet, and jewelled fingers and false
smiles, and false hearts and when the VIC
tim is caught, like the yelled prophet, they
display their awful hideousness. No, no
Love Is found in gentle hearts. It dwells not
amid the riots of pleasure; it dies in the glare
of splendor; and cannot live in the heart de.
voted to dress and weak follies. It is more
nurtured in quietness, than loud applause, or
the worlds praise. Give me the sharply de-
fined feelings of a young and timid girl, and
I leave you to the confessions of the gaudy
coquette. Give me the beaming glance of
liquid eye. and yield the bright and flashing
blaze Of the proud beauty TO Others"
FEMALE RAsHNEss.-A circumstance oc-
Cured at Newport Says correspondent of
a Bristol paper,) on Monday last, which
shows how unbridled are the passions of
some ladies when thwarted in their inclina.
tons by their husbands. A woman, by the