Democratic banner., 1846-09-14
THIS TRANSIENT LIFE.

THIS TRANSIENT LIFE.
Amid ear:h's day-dreams cf business,
pleasure or ambition, how few of the gay,
t~hORghtIess, or busy multitude ask them-
selves in solemn earnest, no! what is this
transient life ? 1t is stealing noiselessly,
but most rapidly away. How soon shall
we sleep in death. We now look forward
to the dying scene, knowing that it must
come; and in afew days it will come We
shall feel that We are dying; we shall sc
through the scene, now SLroudcd in SO much
mystery. What, then, will the remember
ance Of earthly joys or woes avail to us?
How soon shall time sweep away in lis
wrecks every rcStige Ofour earthly e~xistcn-
ce-crunbling these hours to the dust
burning up the earth on which we tread
and rolling away TIE blue armament which
canopies it. All! how soon shall we be
looking back from The remote periods Of,
eternity through the long lapse of ages, to
the few months wcpassed in this rcbeiIious
world, in the infancy of our being Oh;
man,, maa-are you a thinking, rational.
immortal being! And can you be regardless
of such awaful truths? Can You cling to
this world, and chain your soul to earth, and
clog it with all the ~xanities Of time, when it
struggles TO be free from such trammels
snd to soar to its native skies!
8?5SA poor woman went 10 III eminent but
eccentric surgeon, to inquire what was the
proper treatment for some bodily wound.
"Put On j cataplasm,'' was the answer.
But doctor, it's for 4 little child" "Then
put on a ~kittenplasm."
tHow do yon know that Mary loves you,
Jobn?'
why, becase, KNOW she does
Sid size ever tell you so, John?'
mo, not exactly, but she gave HE a
tarhation big hint one night
'How did she 60 about it, john
Well, Bill, if you'll promise that you'll
never tell, FTl le: Won intn the sccret.'
'Oh, pshaw, | WON'T tell any BODY
We'll, Bill, You know thc tinei went to
see her-the time you passed by the door
and wincked at me-well, that night she
gave me to understand something that made
me feel mighty ring-streaked and stripped,
l tell you she did hoss'
sob, botheration! why don't You tell Inc
what she SaiG?'
well, then, I'll tell you. The old MAJ
was sitting by the table, the old woman, shs
was darnlng the heel of a sock on the 9th.
er side Of the table; well, Mary was seated
on one side of the room, sorter in the Shade;
well. you know where I was sitting, DOM
youS"
'Yes. Go on; tell what Mary said.'
Welt You see, tho old man, he wen,
OF to bed. Well, you know, as a matter
OF course, the old woman followed suite
shortly after. Well, being-as-how there
was no one else in the room then but Mary
and myself, l felt sorter-you know how
so | moved my seat close mp to her scat:
well, you see, my heart jumped and Mary's
heart jumped too; we'll, there we sat, both
silent and abaShed. But in a short time !
mustered up comPosurc enough to look al
her right straight; then ! sorter inclined tc
lean up to her a little; then says | to her, in
an atfectionate, low tone OF voice: Mary
my dear, did YOU ever love any body wei
enough to marry them? After a moment.
silent mediation she smiled upon me grace.
fully and said: Johnny, my dear,~
'O!', Bill, l ouShtnot tell you this
'You are green, boy, DO you reckon Pt
ever tell? Go on and tell what she said'
'Well, she smiled and said, johnny, IA,
dear, what time doyo retire to sleep?' say
I about ten; well, she then cast a glance a
the clock, and said, Johnny, my dear, yor
had better leave here, as You retire al ten.
Well, you see, l took my hat and emigrat
ed.'
'Why, John, do you think she loves yo,
aEer all that!'
g., Certainly. | mean to say that she love
ne-less than any one else.
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