Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1843-07-28

a TRUE WIFE lHO D0VdtO papers an
nounco the death, on the 3ist Of May, Of Mrs.
Maria Wait, in tho 3lst year Of her age
This lady was the wife Of Benjamin Wait,
one Of the Canadian political convicts. An
obituary notice in the Buffalo Commercial
Gays
She was woman Of very nncommon pow.
ors Of mind, amiable in her department, ardent,
in her affection; and of untirng energy and
perseverance, Of character. Her cxertions in
behalf Of her husband and his fellow prison
ers who were under sentence Of death for po-
l,ical offences committed during the winter Of
1887 and 1883, in Upper Canada, seemed al
most supcrhuman. After having procured
commu,a,ion Of The sentence from death to
perpetual Punishment to Van Dioman's Land,
she went directly 10 London. where she con-
nued ten months her unwearied exertions for
sheir final release.
She was mostkindly received Ivy the Queen
he heads Of department and all the officers Of
.ho Crown. Through her exertions, the free
iotl Of the island was extended TO them, and
the liberty they could enjoy in the land OF
Aelr exile and but for their escape, she soon
you'd have procured their final pardon. der
-ials and sufferings during this period of in
ssssant toll and anxiety are most atfectngly
d graphically described in her letters to
end, published in her husbands narrative
blch will be read with deep interest by all.
This WoRLD.-rhcy who say this is mis-
able world, or this is miserable life, say
1t well. 1t is misanthropy. or diseased
aagipaton only, that says this. Life is liza
'e TO misery, but misery is no, its being, it is
Il q misereble existence. Wi,ness-l know
e what things 10 say or how many. The
30 is open to world Of beauty and to hap.
.eess.-all sublimity and loneliness. The
- heare,h tones and voices tha, touch the
ear! with joy, with rapture. The great wide
-nosphere breaths upon ns-balhcs Us with
'a.trees and fragrance. THEN look Deeper
slow many conditions are happy. Childhood
IS happy: and youth is prevailinely happy;
anJ prosperity: hath its joys and wealth, its
solisiac,ion, and the warm blood that flows in
Ire rudy cheek and sinewy arm Of honest
poverty is still better Gift. No song is so
Hearty or cheering--Done that steals forth from
the windows of salloons-as the songs of hon.
IS, labor among the hills and mountains.
To be healhtful, strong, true-hearted and
loving man, how much better it is, than to be
the minion or master Of any condition-IorJ,
landgrave, king or car. How many affec-
lions too are haPpy-gra,i,und, pity, love and
tho consciousness Of being loved! And to
bow tho heart to holiness and alteration, be-
lore the Infinite, all blessing, ever blessed
0ne-to see all the surrounding brightness
and glory. but beauty and majesty only, but
tho all beautiful, all-majes,ic, all concious
Hind and Spirit OF lovc--,hs is to be filled
with more than the creative fullness Of God.
A world where such things area world
I'll above all where such presence is-seem.
eth TO me goodly world-I look upon il, l
feel its blessing, teau.i,udes, and say, cure
~ il is world Of righteousness and beauty
and gladness Of loves and friendships, Of bes.
sed homes and holy alters, Of sacred commu-
Mons and lofty aspirations, Of immortal pros
poets, and remember that Him who made it
looked uron and saw that it was very good
Rev. Mr.. Dewcy's Discoarse.
tbs TIMES ARE OUT OF JolNT.-"If one"
says the Bee, 'is fond Of the tragical' let him
take up file Of and city paper for the last one
or two months, and no will find enough 10 las,
him half a lifetime. Monk Lewis would rev.
Il in such dish Of horrors. Murder, noth,nc
aut murder. II would seem that his Satanic
Majesty was making periodical visitation o.
yer the land. and-that these crimes were the
evidences OF his progTess, but we cannot re-
member time when offences bloody and dia
boitcai followed each other in such quick suc-
cession as the present. Every,hiae has An
end, and we suppose this murder season will
?ass BY and bye