The Ohio Democrat. [volume] (Canal Dover, Ohio) 1840-1900, 1842-07-07
From the Republican.
TRIPLES OF AN IDLE MAN.
NUMBER vi.


NUMBER vi.
How many are the avenues leading 10 the grave! The
great mower of mortality Death welds his scythe, q
there fall beneath it's keen edge alike the verdan prom~
ises of youth, the rich flowers ofmanhood, and the r-
pened grain of age But of all the of decay Il
death to the human family there is that numbers
more victims than Consumption,
1t was the CLOSE of beautiful day in June; the AAR
was setting most gorgeously and his declining rays tim
ting with purple and gold the gathering clouds OF eve'
ning the bee had not yet ceased its humming music a.
mid the woodbino and honey sucke that festooned the
porch OF rustic cottage; yet the swallow was twtter-
ing to his nest and the mockbird singing his veSper
lay to the God of Heaven.
Within chamber of that humble dwelling. reclined
upon bed sickness one of the faires, flowers of
decayed yet noble stock. Marie Lavae was the only
child remaining ofa family ofthe old French noblese
that had escaped the horrors of the Reign Of Terror.
Her father had pershed upon the scafold with
ofhe most innocent blood of the ancient Regime;
and her only brother hewn down by the axes Of an
inflrated mob, he vainy aroye to stem the tide Of
confusion that rolled over religion and order.
Her mother gathering together the fragments of
inod fortune, embarked for America leaving their low
ed France with its vne.clad hills and fertile valleys, a
prey to the widest disorder. She was then child -
a laughing thing, who little rocked the desolation of
her native home and wondered at her mothers tears
She was scarce five years old whan she landed with
her mother at Baltimore; and in few days the pesti
lence Of yellow fever then prevailing that place, de-
prived her OF her remaining parent and threw her up-
OIL the world M orphan. The benevolent owner Of
the ship that had brought tho little emgrant to a
country took her to his homes and here she found her.
SELF although surrounded by ahuence stranger in
strange land. Every thing was new; she understood
no one, and comprehendsd nolhing-fo she had not
yet learned the language ofthe country.
Mr.. Fridge was bachelor, native of Scotland, who
feeling his hopes bghted by the death ofhis LILLY Of
Liddesdale,' who had fallen victim to consumption,
bid his native land adeu; and soughtn the busy walks
ofcommerce, far removed from the affections of his
youth aud hopes of his manhood to hide his deeproot>
ed sorrow for the early fate Of bis first his last and
ly love. Prosperity had smiled upon him, and he was
already wealthy man yet clung to commerce only
it afforded him occupation, and gave him the Of
fostering young men whom he delghtedto Isl and ad
wise, and not, too maIy do in dayto gripe the
last shilling and ftown uoon the aspiring hopes of
youth.
Although Bachelor, Mr.. Fridge kept house sump-
uously furnished in town and humble cottage in the
country-al under the Of ofs DEAR good, old soul
Mrs. Betty Johnson, Before the arrival ofhe little
phan, every thing had begun to wear air Of islesse
When no company were pre- sent, Carlo, large poin
ter, olled on the sofa; and Tabby the keenesl of mpu-
sers. snoozed away her time upon the hearth.rug-
Nothing but the bark Of the dog and the purrng Of the
cat welcomed him home save now and then the sautq-
ton of Mistress Betty, most feengy and gratefully
pressed. But now every thing was 10 be cheerful and
lively. "Poe Marie as Mr.. F. lovingly termed the
little orphan, haG been installed Carlo was taught hun
cred tricks, where before he knew not one and Tabby
kept running half the time after artificial mouse or
gyratng after cork tied 10 her own TAIL In a short
time, the 'bon jour" and "bele mutt ofthe young lor>
eigner were changed for the ''good morning. and
''good night Of to her, languages and the Con.
tes Moraux de Marmonte" for the beautiful hymns of
Mrs. Barbaud, and Lies Fables de la Fontaine" for
the Evening Home" of Lucy Aiken-so admirably a.
dapted to form in the infantee mi nd love Of God
nature and Of truth. .i r...-
The child learned rapidly; and as her person and
mind developed themselves, Mr. Fridge fanced in the
little exotic, that had been lransplanted, bud of no
mean promise; and hoped tosee in the opening flower
aresembande ofhis lovely, but long since faded
Lily. Butas she grew up, her precocity Of intellect
gave tokens of early decay, which were but too sadly
verified in the alternating Of her rounded orm &
IN the olanchng her once rosy cheeks.
When Ahe first came beneath his huspabe roof she
was perfect picture sfinanle beauty her chesnu
brown hair rolled in uxurance over her we'll rounded
shoulders, and waved in iesoons from her te,onles
shading a brow ofuncommon height and beauty o
formi her eyes oflquid blue peered out from betweer
silken fringed lids, and looked wOrld.of mischief
whilst her rich, coral lips, when parted with mcrry
laugh showed teeth like strung pearls Of dazzling whit
ness, rounded chest and limbs with tiny hands un,