Litchfield enquirer. [volume] (Litchfield, Conn.) 1829-current, 1841-03-11
From lAs Ns,p. Y-ork Mercury.

bright, bewit0sing and lovely in this world
Is a mere tlaIusion; and all that is saddrn-
ing, sorroOfIh and gloomy, contains more or
less of the substance of reality. The first
belongs to childhood and youth-the latter,
to manhood and age. The age of bles, de-
fusion is certainly that of childhood. During
that delightful season, the thorn tree is cover
ed with silvery blossoms-thc briar bush
bends with its burthen of berries-daisies
snd dandelions overtop the young, venonlous
-aettles-and the bramble blooms with beau
ty. Every departing shower wears rain
low upon its bosom and the streaks Of sun
shine THAT intervene in youths cloudieSl day
are wider than those of age, by about seven
teen feet and half. at the least calculation.
To the child oil things are wrapped in the
YauEy veil of delusion. The morning mistS
that sleep upon the mountain, seem as though
the spider-spirits of heaven had woven there
their webs to entangle the Syl phs on their
journey to the Aowery vale below. The
rusty hours that roll heavily by the aged, fit
past the careless young, secured as bright as
"A brass kettle. Sorrow never movers long
over their happy bowers. She only drops
in her flight an occasional feather from her
raven pinions-and that is soon waited by
the zephyrs into the dead lake of forgetful.
ness. Ills hasten by them in an instant and
disappear forever, like the shadows of wind
driven clouds that scud over the landscape,
and return no more. o, my friends know
syhen was child was happy as coon in
q cornfeld; because life was new-the
world was new-and was new myself.
ran, frisked, and frolicked over the sunny
lawns like a lamb let loose from its fold (;
and never thought of the trials and vexations
that were to cone down upon me, like sack
of salt, in after years. Then the smiling
face of creation was without q wrinkle, and
not a grease-spot or tobacco-spit blemished
the CAV carpet Of earth. I gathered posies
in abundance, and wove lovely wreaths,
where now the thistle re0rs its knocking head.
and the burdock frowns upon the toad-plan-
tain below. .... =
Blooming boys! 1t almost causes black
hairs to shoot again from my winter-killed
caput to see YOU revel in the sweets Of enjoy
ment-to behold with what emotions of de-
light you spin your tops, fly your kites, and
roll your hoops; and grieye to think how
soon all your precious toys will be wrested
from YOUR grasp by the iron clutches of
Time how soon the day will come when
your large slices of boyish bliss, which are
now buttered on both sides, will not be but.
tered at all. Every dog has his day, says
the proverb, and can assure you, my dear
juvenals, that every puppy also has his day:
ASSOOD as you put VA INC UoOeS! uO"SStSs ""u
surtout of manhood, you will feel as though
you had been driven out of Paradise into a
world Of wo for then you can no longer
brood under the sheltering wings of igno-
rance, and the thorns of knowledge will goad
you upon every side. Then the veil of delu-
sion will be drawn aside, and the mournful
realms of reality appear. Then shall the
fires of love, ambition, envy, jealousy and
revenge be kindled upon the affairs Of your
hearts and Peace, affrighted, shall wing
her way TO her native heaven, with her tail
feathers scorched, while memory sits and
signs over the Wondering relics of youth.
MY hearers-the dark days of evil are
upon US, and we must now light up the lamps
of mortality and brotherly love. We have
been borne upon the chariot of years fur
away from our early joys, and landed in this
gloomy wild, where the toadstools of trouble
spring up in night, and cares grow sponta;
aie"~-l hat social; s~-- ~''S Hielu:nip S"n
They put forth blossoms of gold to him
whose childish sports are past-whose YOUTH
full anticipations are over; and the blighting
blasts of the tomb cannot rob them of their
fragrance. So mote it be. Dow, JR.
'e' WASHINGTON, Feb. %, le4l.
The resignation of Mr.. Hoyt and the APP
pointment Of Mr.. Morgan are the topics of
almost general conversation. Something is
"rotten in Denmark" we all see, but what is
not yet exactly known. 1t is highly proba-
BILE that the subject will engage the attention
of Senators tomorrow.
II is alleged that MIR. Hoyt claims his por.
ton of goods seized prior to the levy of du-
ties upon them, which in his computation
with the Secretary of the Treasury, would
make difference of about $4,000 in the
sum allowed, and the sum claimed. 1t is
uiso alleged, that there is difference of
about $4,000 IN emoluments and fees be-
tween him and tbs Secretary, and then in
addition, that Mr.. Hoyt holds on to $4,000,
10 answer to suits threatened against him.
Some are wicked enough to add, that the
Secretary of the Treasury and MIR. Van Bu-
rem must have known all this long ago, and
that as the money has been spent by Mr..
Hoyt, these claims have been got up to give
cause for resignation or removal, prior to
the 4th Of March, when a new Secretary of
the Treasury would have detected what he
would call defalcations. At any rate this,
one of the first Developments Of the Sub
Treasury Law, is not much In its favor. No
wonder the movement attracts great atten-
tion.-N. Y. Express. - 7.. ..
fat @ WASHINGTON, March Q.
'"The inaugural will fill, it is said, be-
tween four and five columns of the National
Intelligencer, from which office, Thursday
10 M, It will be expressed to New York by
the Post Master General, and the Rail Road
Companies, to reach New York on Thurs
day night in season for the New York Nor
ming papers Judging from this, the repu-
ted length, suppose it will pretty fully un-
fold the policy that is to guide Gen. Harri-
son in his administration Of the government.