The Madisonian. [volume] (Washington City [i.e. Washington, D.C.]) 1837-1845, 1841-03-12
Mfsrellamf0us.
might AND MORNING.
EXTRACTS FROM BuLwER's NEW NOVEL.

/ 'NIGI1 AMI MORNIING.
| EXTRACTS FROM BuLwER's NEW NOVEL.
| The WoRLD's ESTIMATION OF WORTHY
Mantle had never committed any excess
| never gambled or incurred debtor fallen into
| the warm errors most common with his sex
| He was good husband--a careful father-an
agreeable neighbor-rather charitable than other
wise to the poor. He was honest and methodi-
| cal in his dealings, and had been known to be-
have handsomely in different relations of life
| Mr.. Robert Beaufort, indeed, always meant to
do what was right--in the eyes of the porid /,
| He had no other rule of action but that which
the world supplied his religion was decorum-
his sense of honor was regard to opinion His
heart was a dial to which the world was the sun !:
when the great eye Of the public fell on il, it
answered every purpose that heart could an
swer but when the eye was invisible, the dial
was mute-a piece Of brass, and nothing more
HoPE.-At sixteen, what sorrow can freeze
the hope, or what prophetic fear whisper fool to
the ambition He would bear back into ease
and prosperity, if not into affluence and station,
the dear ones left at home. From the eminence
of five shngs week he looked over the Pro-
missed Land.
SMoKING-A pipe! 1t is great soother!
pleasant comforter! Blue devils fly before its
honest breath Il rpsRSs shso thinks like ne
sAgse and acts like Samaritan!
SPIDERS rersus LAwYERs-There is one class
of spiders, industrious, Woodworking octopedes,
who out of the sweat Of their brains, q take it,
BY -the-by that a spider must have fine crani-
illogical Development make their own webs and
catch their own flies. There is another class of
spiders who have no stuff in them wherewith to
make webs; they therefore, wander about,
looking out for food provided by the toll Of their
neighbors. Whenever they come to the web of
a smaller spider, whose larder seems well sup
piled, they rush upon his doman-pursue him
10 his holc-eat him up if they can-reject him
if he is too tough for their maws-and quietly
possess themselves Of all the legs and wings
they find dangling in his meshes: these spiders
call enemies-the world calls them lawyers!
FRIENpsHIp-There is certain age, before
the love for the sexes commences, when the
feeling Of friendship is almost passion. You
see il constantly in girls and boys at school. 1t
is the first vague craving Of the heart after the
jealousies, and humors, and caprces, like love
itself. Philip was painfully acute to Sidney's
affection-was jealous of every particle of it
He dreaded lest his brother should ever be torn
from him.
A CHARAcTER.-I have never been murderer,
or burglar, or a highway robber, or what the
law calls thief | can only say as | said be-
fore, have lived upon my wits, and they have
been toerable capital on the whole. i have
been an actor money lender, a physician, a
professor of animal magnetism CHAT was lucra-
tive till it went out Of fashion-perhaps il will
come in again;) have been lawyer, house
agent, a dealer in curiosties and China; / have
kept hotel; have set up weekly newspaper;
| have seen almost every city in Europe, and
made acquaintance with some Of its jails but
man who has plenty of brains generally falls
on his legs.
THE LONDON SEASON, that period of the year
when, to those who look on the surface of So
ciety, London wears its most radiant smile;
when shops are gayest and trade most brisk /;
when down the thoroughfares roll and glitter
the countless streams OF lndolent and vouptuous
life; when the upper class spend and the mid
die Gloss make; when the ballroom is the mar
ket of beauty, and the clubhouse the school for
scandal when the hes yawn for their prey, and
the opera singers and fidJlers-creatures Matched
| from gold as flies from manure--swarm and buzz,
| and fatten round the hide Of the gentle public
| In the cant phrase, it was the London season.
And happy, take il altogether happy above the
rest OF the year, even for the hapless, is that pc
Rod of ferment and fever. 1t is not the season
for duns, and the debtor glides about with less
ANXIOUS eye; and the weather is warm, and the
vagrant sleeps unfrozen, under the starit port-
| co; and the beggar thrives, and the thief re-
| ioices-for the rankness Of the civilization has
superhuites clutched by ALL And out Of the
general corruption things sordid and things
miserable crawl forth TO bask in the common
sunshine-things that perish when the first au-
tumn winds whistle along the melancholy city.
II is the gay time for the heir and the beauty,
and the statesman and the lawyer and the mo-
ther with her younger daughters and the artist
with his fresh pictures, and the poet with his
new book II is the gay time, too, for the starved
journeyman, and the ragged outcast, that, with
long stride and patient eyes, follows for pence
the equestrian, who bids him 60 and be id in
vain II is a gay time for the painted harot II
; in crimson peisse; and gay time for the ole
! hag that loiters round the thresholds of the gin
shop, to buy back in draught, the dreams o
departed youth. 1t gay, in fine, as the fulnes
Of vast city is ever gay-for Vice as for limo
cence, for Poverty as for Wealth