Litchfield enquirer., 1842-06-23

satility. A Caleb Quotem in real life -
And now he is editor Of the Circleville
Waterman! Who more fitted than he to
control the press or furnish his readers with
profound dispositions upon matters and
things in general! Who more capable than
he to write voluminous dissertation upon
miscellaneous small things? Success at
tend thee, friend Pike!''
THE SCHOLARS INHERITANCE.
Not gold and gems; not pastures and
meadows, fat flocks and waving grain; not
deeds; bonds, mortgages and stock-such
things seldom fall to the scholars lot. If he
have thatched cottage, shady elm, mu-
a clear mind, he may well be content, ard
deem hmselfrich withal. Often is he poor.
err than this; but weigh not his scanty ward :
robe and the uncertain meal, in comparison
with knowledge. Yet is the scholar heir to
worthier Inheritance, measured out by no
metes and bound, weighed in no earthly
balance, and of value assignable by no or
binary calculus. 1t embraces every spire
of grass, every flashing wave, the depth of
the sea the caverns of the earth--it compass
ses the circuit Of the stars, and he weighs and
measures them as his rightful possessions. -
Wherever aught may be known, there is
his realm. Every thought, feeling. act of
man in the long reach Of his history, past
and to come, is his. The spirit of earth and
air are his the soul of the flower and the
demon of the mine, the invisible agencies Of
the mind, and the melodies of the spheres
With reverent awe he passes into the society
Of celestial hierarchies, not as a stranger,
but as one of them. Lowly and humble in
his temper, the shining laws and orders of
the universe, are his, as he is duly subject to
them. The unseen messengers that pass to
and fro between heaven and earth visit him,
too, in his meekness and integrity.
To this inheritance he is always welcome.
In the regions Of thought no one will hinder
his entrance. There are no hiring clauses,
no writs of ejectment. Nature receives her
child heartily, and with good cheer. The
heart of the world is open to him who carries
true heart with him. Science throws open
his own rudeness only, and want Of skill, de-
tain him from the complete frution.
! The inheritance is everlasting. His title
| 10 it lies in no bond or lease, but deep in his
own immortal being. No earthly law can
divest it: no ordinance Of princes abate its
worth, nothing but his own recreancy and
baseness. He who made the eye for light,
| made also the soul for truth !; and the sight
of the soul which not through age. ia evidence
that the perception shall hereafter grow
clearer forever.
Hon. Thos. F. Marshall, at recent tenn
perance meeting in Washington, thus beau
tifully describes his feelings ut being releas-
ed from the dreadful slavery Of intemper-
ance.
| Sir, I would not exchange the physical
sensations-the mere sense OF animal being
which belongs to man who totally retrains
from all that can intoxcate his brain or de-
range his nervous structure-the elasticity
with which he bounds from his couch in the
morning-the sweet repose it yields him at
night-the feeling with which he drinks in
through his clear eyes the beauties and the
grandeur Of surrounding nature 81 say, sir
I would not exchange my conscious being
as a strictly temperance man the sense Ol
renovated youth-the glad play with which
my pulses now beat healthful music-the
bounding vivacity with which the lifeblood
courses its exulting way through every fibre
of my frame; the communions high which
my healthful ear and eye even now hole
with all the gorgeous beauties of earth-th'
splendors of the morning, the glories Of thu
evening sky-the bloom, the beauty, tn
verdure of earth, the music of the air and tn
waters-with all the grand associations o
| CAtSIHoI uututO-tC-OPCbS0 w tuO AAnS OsS
nues of sense no, sir, though poverty dogge'
me-though scorn pointed its slow finger a
me as passed-though want and destilutior
r and every element OF earthly misery, saw
only crime, met my waking eye from day t
day hot tor the brightest and mobiles
! wreath that ever encircled a statesman
> brow not, if some angel commissioned b.
!, Heaven. or some demon rather sent fires
from he'll, to test the resisting strength OF vii
tuous resolution. should tempt me back, wit
/. all the hOnors which world can bestow =
h not for all that time and all that earth ca
. give, would J cast from me this preciot
pledge of a liberated mind, this talisma
# against temptation, and plunge again into To
d dangers and teTrors which once beset m
d path. So help me Heaven, sir. / would spur
h beneath my very feet all the gifts the un
f. verse could offer. and live and die as ar
poor, but sober. a4.