The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1843-09-16

Hest life blooms forth-in which he ap
pears what he actually is-what he is il
the depth of Gods intentions, These
fleeing revelations-for there is nothing
abiding on the earth-these are those
which the genuine artist seeks to lay hold
OF, anG, therefore, it is unjust to say
of successful portrait, especially that Of
an intellectual person, that it is haller.
ed.
The Home.-For above half century
this ancient couple have inhabited the
same house and the same rooms. There
were they married, and there will they cell
citrate their golden nuptiaIs in the course
of the next winter. The rooms are un-
changed, the furniture the same as for fifty
Years; yet every thing is clean, comforta-
BILE and friendly, as in one. year old
dwelling, but much more simple than the
houses of our times. know not what
spirit of peace and grace it is that blows
upon me in this house! All! in this house
fifty years have passed as beautiful day
there asvirluous couple have lived, loved,
and worked together. Many pure jov
has blossomed here; and when sorrow
came 1t was not bitter, for the fear of G cd
and love Illuminated the dark Clouds
Hence emanaled many noble deed and
many benifcent influence. The happy
children grew up; they gathered strength
from the example of their parents, went
out into the world, built for themselves
houses. and were good and Fortunate
Often do they return with love and Joy TO
the paternal home to bless and to be
blessed. All, my Marie! feel that am
again sliding into the poetic vein but what
would you have? These are pictures OF
every day life, which, let me turn to them
as | will, always stand in poetic light;
yet ! endeavor to keep more to the earth.
Thus, then, the children, three sons and
four daughters, come once year, with
their children, to visit their beloved pa
rents and extend new life to the home of
their childhood-that home which is still
to them as full Of love and goodness as
ever, only that it has become stiler and
more peaceful; because it is evening there
and the shadows of the grave begin to
descend around the revered parents.
The LouerS.-T hey went on in silence
The wood whispered around them, and
bowed over Them its outrageous crowd
There ruled now in Bruro's soul--and he
has often said that it is this very feeling
which makes him so happy by Serena's
side-a peace which he has rarely ENJOY
ed. Something of her dear and gentle
being seemed to pass over into his own;
he felt as though his better genius were
near him; and the benefcent impulse Of
life, that pure thought, that ndist met and
yet mighty hope of a beautiful future, those
glad vernal antlclpatons to which no
heart which ever beat IN the human form
is wholly a stranger, all came like angels
and saluted his spirit. Then rose voice
in him, it was that Of repentance: "W eep
for the past, for the lost" But another,
sweet and strong as eternal mercy, cried
still louder: despair not, since she is
nigh thee" And then he looked into her
face, it was so friendly and near, and he
saw her only.
A Hasiy Judgmem.-Tts very difficult,
my dear Fanny, to pass judgment on men
after long acquaintance, and quite i'm
possible to do so after short one. Be-
you'd this, many persons, under different
circumstances, exhibit such different signs
of their character. have! seen people
affected and ridiculous in society, whom
have admired by a sick-bed many are in
one case wearisome and assuming, who
inanother have been discrcc. and al r cable
Others again have eccen,rici;es at one
time which they lose later in life; many
turn their hes. side inward, and perform
the noblest actions, while the world is
laughing at the FOOLS cap which they seem
to exhibit. ltmay be so with this family.