Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1838-10-05
TER.WO.NT
PUBLISHED EVERY FRIDAY MORNING, BY
WIN. Il. RYTHER.
TIL IA


Ifthere are any Joys on earth, which har-
monize with those OF heaven, they are the
joys Of a christian family. When the snow
flakes fall fast in the wintry evening, and
the moaning winds struggle at the windows,
wha, is 50 delightful as to see the happy lit.
tie ones sporting round a blazing fire. Look
at that lutle creature in her night dress,
frolicking aud laughing, as though she new
or had known, aud never would know a
care. Now she rolls upon the carpet. now
she climbs the chair, and now she pursues
her older sister round the room, while her
little heart is Overlooking with happiness.-
Who does not covet the pleasurable emo
tons with which the parent looks upon this
lovely scene.
But let us look at this man who makes his
home but "a boarding house, where he may
eat and sleep. His wife is Merely his house
hold keeper. His children are necessary
evils, to be kept out Of the way as much as
possible. To-day he is at the bowling al
lev-lo-morrow he is at the billiard ROOM
And next day he is, till midnight, at the
whist party. He is a jovial companion, and
greets his associates with an air Of careless
mlrlh, as though he never knew SORROW
But in truth he is a poor pitiable victim Of
disuuietude and depression. His Jokes are
unnatural. 1t is even byconstraint that he
retains the semblance of good nature. See
hun at homc-how p%etulent and ilascible
The least annoyance is, 10 his mind, like
the spark to the powder. His children,
while they flee from his frown, imbibe his
spirit. See him as he rises in the morning,
gloomy and cross. The creature hardly
knows the meaning ofthe word enjoyment.
This is II man of pleasure He will not
obey Gods law, because it will disturb his
happiness Wretched mani He is the VIC
tim of his own sins. He is seeking Satan
here, and Satan rewards him as he does all
his disciples, with the painfully forced sem
blance OF JOY. but an harrassed spirit, and
prospective destruction,
Lord Chesterfield was such a man. He
spent his whole life in the vain pursuits Of
pleasure, and yet happiness continually elu-
ded his search. Listen 10 his candid con-
fessiou. 81 have seen the silly round Of bus.
mess and pleasure, and have done with all.
| have enjoyed all the pleasures ofthe world,
and consequently know their futllity, and do
not regret ihtir loss. | apprise them at their
real value, which. in truth, is very low
whereas those who have cot experience al
way overrate them. They only see the
\ outside and are dazzled with the glare. But
! have been behind the scenes. When | re-
feet upon what have heard, and what |
have done, | cannot persuade myself that all
the frivolous bustles OF the world had any
reality. Shall | tell you that | bear this
melancholy situation with the meritoriCus
resignation and consistency which most men
boast ? No sir | really cannot help it. |
bear it, because | cannot bear il whether
will or no. Think Of nothing but killing
time the hes, way | can" What a com
ment is this confession upon what is gener'
ally called worldly pleasure.
The dying scene Of such n man is a fear
fnl commentary upon his m~isspent life. He
lies upon his dying bed annoying all around
him by his irritabiIty. The retrospect OF
the past affords him no pleasure, and the
future is filled with fearful forebodings And
there he lies, brooding in sullen silence up
on the present pains. with no consultations
in respect to the future. He dies and is
forgotten. But oh this is not the end oil
his history. Judgment is before him, and
eternal reiributlon succeeds. The ina gina
ton shrinks from following hin, into those
regions.
Abbotfs PAN of Peace
Bulwer says there is nearly always
something Of Natures own gentility in We
ry young women except when they get to-
gether and J@H Of g,ggtiag.