Litchfield enquirer., 1838-09-13

How TO Gain CGuse.-Some years ago,
there was in Salem county, New Jersey,
Justice of the Peace, who, for the convenience
of settling disputes, or trying all the CAUSES
was accustomed to hold his courts in every
part of the county. His business was mlgnt-
lily increased by the reputation he had OF M
variably giving judgment in favor OF the
nlaintiff. There was on his docket one ex-
ception to this truth. The defendant IN
certain suit, knowing the Justice was pro-
6essedlv devout man, and valued himself not
a little on his ability for speaking at religious
meetings. resolved to touch him on this par
ticular chord. Wherefore repairing TO his
his honor's house little before the hour of
trial, he accosted him" How dye do,
Square o. "Ah, how dye do, John, how
dive do 7" returned the Justice. Pretty
we'll, I thank ye, Square," said John;
hope see you well-and to tell you the
plain truth, Square, don't know of man
whose health consider Of more Importance
to the country, than yours, Square" " Hea,
ven forbid I" calculated the other, with we'll
feigned sincerity. "We who have causes
to settle should be but sadly off without your
wisdom and impartiality. And then your
exemplary piety and happy faculty ofspeak-
ing at meetings-many is the fine prayer l
have heard YOU nake-and then such exhor-
tations-it does ones heart good to hear
thenl-T sincerely believe you have gift
from above-I do really, Square," You
do right" said the Justice, "to ascribe it to
heaven. As for me, I'm poor feeble worm
of the dust, john" But Notwithstanding his
honor's exceeding humanity, it was evident
that the few words of f1attery, so artfully APP
piled, had effectually done the job. I" say,
John" he repeated, I'm poor simple worm
of the dust-what will you take to drink,
John O. ..-.,,.. ....... .... t....
An hour afterwards the cause came on,
and to the establishment of the plaintiff and
every body else, judgment was entered in
favor Of the defendant. .+ "'.#"
=, Deserted Age.--One of the most touching
sorrows of old age is its solitude. To out
live the world in which we were born, to be
the last survivor of our generation, is, to any.
melancholy position to occupy but bleak
and dreary in the extreme to him who has
no hope Of brighter existence beyond the
grave. Our natural repugnance to death
renders us willing to live on. but what sor-
rowful changes are produced by the lapse
of a few years? One generation passes,
and another springs up; and he that passes
on to third, finds himself stranger In the
world. Familiar faces have disappeared !;
loved ones have passed away joys are only
remembered, and the remembrance is sor-
rowful busy thought brings back the visions
of happiness departed, and never to be re-
called and a sense Of painful loneliness
falls on the heart, although the world around
is as busy and as gay as ever. We have
felt melancholy thoughts obtruding them
selves on our own mind as we have gazed on
solitary tree that had escaped the axe,
which had Frustrated the whole forest beside;
and in its age, withered at the top and de-
cayed in its branches, was left to encounter
the pelting of every storm. But more sor-
rowful feeling has possessed US, in behold
ing the aged and decrepid man who had lost
the fire Of his eye and the vigor Of his limbs,
and from whose side had been struck down
all who had felt an interest in his existence.
The fashion of the world passes away each
succeeding year sunders some endearing tie;
and sad and melancholy must be our lot, if,
amidst the wreck which the storms Of death
produce, we have no Frightened hope Of
renewal Of our youth in happy and more
genial cline.