Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1846-05-12

N'o'H oi3N Sti'Si III 'ilut IL SGefHs
they've lost greatly by the banks, and can
Ilust manage TO get along and that's all. -
So you see we suffer with the rest. LIS
Just like knocking down pack of playing
cards: give tap TO the first,and king queen,
diamonds and hearts tumble upon one an
other, bruis;ng the poor knaye of spades al
The end. Now it's not half so bad with
sexton Dedham, of ST. C--'s, for he had
no later than last week, three black cloths
and silver plates, four nahoganies, and two
wanuts; and has no family and | have -
That's always the way. ii seems to me too
as If our congregation was unusually heal
thy this year," continued he with melan-
choly shaks CT the hand; ".here's one gen.
tleman, however, that I'ye had my eyes
upon for some months past, who | think
will be likely 10 require something in my
way before long. He looked mighty poor
ly this morning, | know; and Mr.. John
Steadman gazed with look Of sad and ear
nest abstraction on the toe of his boot, whose
peculiar formation bore no distant reSem
blance TO the head OF coffin.
What will not habit do? Here was this
man who but a moment before had been
iOuN M H'S outIi1 against illC HSidtiOuo piO-
ceedings Of the human fungi that have
sprung from the runkness of society, VINO
would have considered himself particularly
favored by fortune il he had been permitted
TO perform for both them and their victims
the last sad and revolving Offices the souls
she'll requires. Here was the ''knave OF
spades" as he facetiously called himself,
with brain to conceive, heart 10 feel, IA
bosom warm with the same affections that
throb in our own, subject to the same wants
the same diseases, who lived and walked,
talked fed and slept as we do; yet who had
grown SO familiar with death, that mysteri-
Gus separation of infinite from finite, Of spir-
tual from material, that passing away Of
the light from the temple; as to look upon
it as absolutely nothing but a matter ofkind-
ness. For him the sight of death had no
tomors. The cold rigidty, the ghasly pal
Tor, the terrible silence; the foul changing
of the form that had been loved ard wept
over; the ended hopes, the severng of hui
maniiies; he thought not them; the dead
were his customers; they gave him employ
menl; they were merchandise, for the dispo-
sal OF which he received so much compen-
sation, food and clothing for himself and
family; the idea Of whose dissolution formed
no part of his sometimes meditation; for how
many had he laid among the dust and creep.
ing things? And vet he, and his wife and
children still lived on. The lovecst scenes
in nature, fair Wales and shopping hills, cool
Swallowed streams and breezy worlds, were
not half so agreeable in his sight as the
CHASTITY tombs and the long grass in whose
rank luxuriance the material dead live a.
gain) of some lonely cemetery. What hol-
day procession. bright with gay dresses and
cheerful faces could awaken his ambition
half so readily IS the professional sight of Il
we'll ordered line OF dark forms, grei-bent
and shrouded with the symbols Of mourning
following the remains Of some beloved be-
ing to their last resting placer What art
ST could gaze with more enthusi asm on the
halfdefaced remnant of some work of by
gone genius, than did he on the stark limbs
and ashy features, the plated shroud and
crimped cap of the dead? How could
tell, as looked up into his miserable coun-
teancne, that he was not at that very moment
making a mental calculation of my height
with view to its final adjustment in one
of his own ''mahoganes," as he called
them?'
AS thousand equally agreeable Ie0cc-
tons were passing through my brain, and
the conversation Of my companion was eve
~ moment becoming more dlstaseful, a
gradual and almost imperceptible swell of
sweet voices filled the air with their Lydian
strains, bearing me in Imagination 10 those
blissful regions where the wicked cease
from troubling and the weary are at rest
again they ceased, and again the organ
poured forth noble voluntary, played with
the exquisite feeling of one whose soul seem
ed filled with the true eloquence of music.
Once more the doors were thrown open, and
saw the PEOPLE came pouring down the
aisles, entirely unembarassed by that grav-
,tv of demeanor which had so strongly mark
, their entrance; for here and there old and
Young were nodding, smiling and courtesey-
! ing TO those ofthe congregation they chan
, ced 10 recognize aud one or two stopping at
: their neghbors pews, seemed disposed to
' indulge in a little interchange Of compli-
e monary gossip; while the children from the
, galleries trooped noisily down the stairs re-
0uiring all the influence their Instructor:
| to restrain their movements. | could moi
4 help conec:urng what might possibly be
e the thoughts of Mr.. John Steadiman,1s these
: light-hearted, rosy-cheeked, happy-lookns
= uTchins passed him, and deemed it not go
ing too far TO suppose that he regarded then
/, each and all as merely the future tenants o
= pines, walnuts, and mahoganies, and wa
j. farvently wishing al that very moment tina
e it would please Providence to send some
gentle epidemic among them; soothing hi:
r. conscience by the mercIful consideration
: that they would escape the thousand pain
IS and cares that flesh is heir to.
g Just as some substantial looking old la
dies had stopped for moment to gathe
h round the rather commanding looking pei
IS son Of the Rev. Mr.. Jones, and one bcnev
rs client looking old man was shaking bis hanC
E. and warmly congratulating him on the beau
n ~ and power o fthe fine piece of eloquenc
b With which he had that morning delighte
lr them all; I suddenly observed a commo,io
re to place among busy group of takers VIII
,e had stationed themselves in the middle asl'
:. and who had rendered themselves consp'
re uous by their loud voices. There was
al cry for water; some one hsd been taken il
X and m a few moment the sufferer folowe
II by his distressed relatives, was borne 10 a
o o,cn window n The yestibule