Baton-Rouge gazette. [volume] (Baton-Rouge, La.) 1819-1856, 1842-05-07

Mas bnt a vision Of the mind
The echo OF a voice gone by -
For here see tho long grass wave
Sadly above q sisters grave.
Yet there i" beauty here. TIE bee
HUNS sweetly through the summer hours
And the soft hreezes wander free
Mid bursting leaves and budding flowers
And on the air is borne along
The lonely wood-bird's pensivc song
While the rniIdGmooulight, like spell,
SlHnbers upon each hill and dell
What wonder then that to nv heart
This grave, which IN such beauty lies,
Where earth and Heaven their charms ilnpart
Should seem the gate of Paradise,
Where Faith, with her sweet smile of love,
Points to the glorious Heavens above.
And often thus, to this lone glen,
will, with thoughtful footsteps turn
Far from the busy haunts of men,
The purposes of life to learn -
"Ill, laid beside my sister grave,
The same long grass Ger both shall wave.
LADIES rAIR.-The ladies' OF Port Gibson
held a fair recently, the proceeds of which
were appropriated to the improvement of the
condition. of the eemetry at that place.
Do the ladies' of Baton Rouge comprehend!
Is there not a world of reasons here why this
worthy example should be followed! If it be
true, as many suppose, and as we verify be.
lieFe, that a peoples character can be learned
as we'll from their grave-yards as from their
books, what position, let us ask, must Baton
Rouge occupy, in the opinion of enlightened
strangers who chance to cast an eye over her
neglected and dilapidated burying grounds
Certainly not the highest in rank for many Of
the most sterling and cndearing qualities OF
the mind and heart.
DO tlose silent mansions Of the departed
tell OF an energetic, thoughtful, reVefential
race still living Do they breathe Of a ia
theirs affection for the lost image Of his being?
"a husbands enduring love ?-the flial re-
gard Of a dntiful son the sisters pious Ge-
s~otIon, or the never-heaiing wounis of the
mothers heart No, no .-Hone of these are
there ForgetfulHess and lethargy are we'd
ded 10 the spot, and where wreaths Of .immor-
tally should hang, brambles cluster and guard
the spot against the advancesyo of still living
affection where ~wildaoses should be
,strown, the remains. perhaps of a rude fence,
or underbrush pekshed by age, are scattered
round, aid the fields which ought to be little
less sacred than the sepulchre itself, are open
to every four-footed beast.
This is not proper, friends. In all ages.
religious reverence for the last home of the
living, has been regarded as one of the high
est and most hallowing of human virtues.
But who among Us feels, that this fact is to
be learned from history or the books of the
ancients1 Do not our hearts tell us so
have We not the evidence within us, that there
is a rich, healing and holy influence in retir-
ing by times from the turmoil and confusion
OF busy life, to the contemplation of the quiet
assemblies OF the dead But there. we must
be like them, if we desire to enjoy the meet
ing, We mist bring with US none of the
''polnp or circumstance of life" that can be
torn from us by any other hand than that of
death; the scene around should correspond
with he plety of our thoughts. None but hui
man footsteps should be allowed to enter
there and all the ekill OF the enlightened,
and the delicate, melancholy taste Of the pi-
Gus and af.iIcte5,s should be exerted to render
the spot impressive even to light and giddg
Ahoya gFI tl,o for5,- cJ,,1J@-.k l--- -:
dence that the dead are euphatically forgot
t"n by the living. People who forget tlte
dead, will forget al other things-even them
selves. They f rget honor, piety and truth
they forget lie and death, the obligations to
be performed in the one, and the solemn rights
.ue 81 c,har. They forget their high desti-
ny here. anu the still higher destiny rs6saised
them hereafter.
DEATHS it simply the extinction of life
at which We shudder when contemplating the
'Pale Monarch" or is it the extinction of all
hose warm affections and hopes by which we
are endeared even to misery and affection !?
Life without hope is but a weary load, and
are few of the human family who would
not rather fly from it than cling to t, was not
he glow of Memory eclipsed by the beautiful
and inspiring rays of Hope.
LITERARY pnoDucr1oSs.-The editor of the
Rouge Gazette prides himself on i'm
Observation-Disclosures Herald.
Yes; and we think we have a right to do so,
since our efforts to improve that most beastIy |
If all hogs, the editor of the Herald, nave been
with pa~rtialsuccess.
g The editor of the Franklin Banner
Won't acknowledge as his wife the Mrs. Will
mentioned in our paper some weeks since.
he says he was a mere boy when he left Ca
,ada. Very likely, but didn't your good mo-
her always say that you were a proper for
child" Wilson' Now, didn't she7
If the intention of h e-Clay Clubs. ls,.to com
'1i.nicate to the citizens generally, of Louisi-
ma, ana other States, the great agricultural
improvements of which Mr.. Clay has been the
'afent In Kentucky, to explain the progress
urge the expediency of following the ex-
nipple, we become a member at once.-Batoa /
Ne .suspect hat is really the. object of
nese Clubs, for it cannot be that they enter
a serious idea of being able TO make Mr..
lay President In confederation ofthe inten-
Iohs @ef'thsse Clubs being entirely agricultu- ,
1t is stated that a member of one ofthem.
on1etlme ago, absolutely imported a cargo Of
aekasses, and insisted upon introducing Them
uty free, under the act of Congress admitting
torses for certain purposes!-IHe saethea.
Yes: but why not tell the whole -tale, sne-
len! You know that cargo was eonfisca,ed
the Government, as con;raband, and that
our master, John Tyler, made editors and
hinh nriratesv in tho fa.,a-. L