Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1843-09-22

you have short and comfortable passage
to the land of forgetfulness.
From the London Literary Museum.
MARRIED LIFE.
A Tale Of LoCe and Hap pjness,
DEDICATED TO THE WHOLE BACHELOR TRIBE.
"The treasures of the deep are not so precious
As the concealed comforts of man
Lock'd up in woman's love- Iscent the air
Ofblessings, when come but near the house;
What delicious breath marriage sends forth,
The violet beds not sweeter."
have often had occasion to remark the
fortitude with which woman sustains the
most overwhelming reverses of fortune
Those diasters which break down the
spirits of man, and PROSTATE him in the
dust, seems to call forth all the energies of
the softer sex, and give such intrepid ele-
walton 10 their character, that at times it
approaches to sublimity. Nothing can be
more touching than to behold soft and
tender female, who had been all weakness
and dependence, and alive to every trial
of roughness, while treading the prosper
Gus paths of life, suddenly rising in men
tai force, to be the comforter Of her hus-
band under misfortune, abiding with un>
shrinking frmness the bitterest blasts Of
adversely.
was once congratulating friend who
had around him blooming family, knit
together in the strongest affection. Il can
wish you no better lot,' said he, with en-
thusiasm, than to have wife and chill
dren.' If you are prosperous, they are
there TO share your prosperity: if other
wise, they are there to comfort you. And
indeed | have often observed that mar
ried man, falling into misfortunes, is more
apt to retrieve his situation in the world
than single one, partly because he is
more stimulated TO exertion by the neces.
sites of the helpless and beloved beings
who depend upon him for subsistence,
but chiefly because his spirits are soothed
and relieved by domestic endearments.
Thes observations call 10 mind little
domestic story, Of which | was once
witness. My intimate friend Leslie, had
married a beautiful and accomplished
girl, who had been brought up in the
mids: of fashionable life. She had, it is
true. no fortune, but that of my friend was
ample; and he delighted in the an,icipa-
ton Of indulging her in every elegant pur.
suit, in administering TO those delicate
tastes and fancies that spread kind of
witchery about the sex. Her life,' said
he, shall be like fairy tale
The difference in their characters pro-
duced an harmonious combination. He was
of romantic & somewhat serious cast
she was all life and gladness. l have Of
ten noticed the mute rapture with which
he would gaze upon her in company, of
which her sprighty powers made her the
delight; and how, in the midst of applause
her eye would still turn to him, as if there
she sought favor and acceptance.
1t was the nishap of my friend, howev-
er, to have embarked his fortune in large
speculation, and he had not been married
many months, when by succession of
sudden disasters, it was swept from him,
and he found himself reduced to almost
penury. For time he kept this situation
to himself, and went about with haggard
countenance and breaking heart. His
life was but protracted agony and what
rendered it more insupportable. was the
necessity of keeping up smile in the
presence of his wife, for he could not
bring himself to overwhelm her with the
news. She saw, however, with the quick
eyes of affection, that all was not we'll with
him. She marked his altered looks and
stiAed signs, and was not to be de.
ceived by his sickly and vapid attempts at
cheerfulness. She tasked all her sprightly
powers and tender Establishments to win
him back to happiness, but she only drove
the arrow deeper into his soul.
At length he came TO me one day and
related his whole situation in tone of the
deepest despair. When / had heard him
through, l inquired, Does your wife
know all this! 2 At the question he burst
into an agony of tears. For Gods sake!
cried he, if you have any pity on me,
don't mention my wife, il is the thought of
her that drives me almost to madnessI
And why not!' said l. She must
know it sooner or later. You cannot keep
it long from her, and the intelligence may
b.eak upon her in more startling manner
than if impaired by yourself. She will
soon perceive that something is secretly