The voice of freedom. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1839-1848, 1848-07-20

our modern Daimones, "The Deuce" and
Old Nick, had possessed my father, if he had
not leaned to love such a creature.
pressed her hand to my lips, but my heart
was too full to speak for moment or SO and
then partially changed the subject.
UNCLE TORY
Entering the hall, discovered my Uncle
Roland in great state of embarrassment
The maid-servant was scrubbing the stones
at the hall door; she was naturally plump,
and it is astonishing how much more plump
female becomes when she is on all tours !!
The maid servant then was scrubbing the
stones, her face turned from the Captain, and
the Captain evidently meditating sortie,
stood ruefully gazing at the obstacle before
him, and hemming loud. Alas the maid-ser
want was deaf l stopped, curious to see
how Uncle Roland would extricate himself
from the dilemma.
Finding that his hens were in vain, my
uncle made himself as small as he could, and
glided close to the left of the wall; at that
instant, the maid turned abruptly round to-
wards the right, and completely Instructed,
by this mannuvre, the Slight crevice through
which hope had dawned on her captive. My
uncle stood stock-stiil, and, to say the truth,
he could not have stirred an inch without
coming into personal contact with the round
ed charms which blockaded his movements.
My uncle took off his hat, and scratched his
forehead in great perplexity. Presently, by
slight turn Of the flanks, the opposing party,
while leaving him the opportunity of return,
entirely precluded all chance OF egress in
that quarter. My uncle reiterated in haste,
and now presented himself to the right wing
of the enemy. He had scarcely done so,
when, without looking behind her, the block
aiding party showed aside the pail that Grip
pied the range of her operations, and so plac-
ed it that it formed formidable barricadc,
which my uncle's cork leg had no chance of
surrounding. Herewith Captain Roland
lifted his eyes appealingy to heaven, and l
heard him distinctly calculate
"Would to God she was creature in
breeches"
But happily at this moment the maid-ser-
want turned her head sharply round, and
seeing the Captain, rose in an instant, moved
away the pail, and dropped frightened
curtsey
My Uncle Roland touched his hat. I"
beg you a thousand pardons, my good girl,
and, with half bow, he slid into the open
air.
"You have soldiers politeness, uncle, y
Tush my boy, SAID Hni he Ss ep.",,: .'o s.
ly, and coloring up to the temples; tush
say gentleman's! To us, sir, every woman
is lady, in right Of her sex.
Again, he held, that while the aristocracy
have higher and more chivalrous notions, the
people generally have shrewder and liveliel
ideas. Therefore, to prevent gentlemen from
degcnerating into complete dunderheads, ar
admixture with the people, provided Away
it was on the female side twas not onl y eXcu
sable but cxpedient; and finally, my. uncle
held, that whereas man is rude, coarse
sensual animal, and requires all manner O
associations to dignity and refine him, woman
is so naturally susceptible Of everything beau
tful in sentiment, and generous in purpose
that she has only to be a true woman to be {
fit peer of king. Odd and prepostcrou
notions, no doubt, and capable of much con
troversy, so far as the doctrine Of race Gf tina
be any way tenable) is concerned but, then
the plain fact is, that my Uncle Roland wa
as eccentric and contradictory gentleman
as--as-why, as you and | are, if we once
venture to think for ourselves.
JUNGLE TOBY ON RELIGION.
"That depends on the evidence, uncle."
{" No, sir, like all noble truths, it depend
Y upon faith. Men nowadays" continued m.
uncle, with look of ineffablc disgust, "actu
9 ally require that truths should be proved"
r "It is a sad conceit on their part, no doubt
nv dear uncle. But till a truth is proved
= how can we know that it is a truth ?"
a thought that in that very sagacious ques
n ton had cficctually caught my uncle. Nc
d |. lie slipped through it like an eel.
o Sir" said he, whatever, in Trutf
G makes mans heart warmer, and his sou
C purer, is belief, not a knowledge. Proc
), Sir, is handcuH--belief is a wing Sll
! yor cannot even prove to the satisfaction OF
ogiclan that you are the son of your ow
}, father Sir, a religious man does not want
= reason about his gion--relgion is nc
d mathematics. Religion is to be felt, nc
If proved There are great many things |
IS the religion of good man which are not |
If the catechism. Proof" continued my uncle
&c growing Violent" Proof, sir, is low, vulga
If levelling, rascally Jacobin--Belief is loya
v generous, chivalrous gentleman
l. A CONTRASTING
Half-anhour after breakfast, the brother
v set off arm in arm; and l followed, a littl
e apart, admiring how steadily the old soldio
got over the grounu, III splte oi Ihe coih l0'
&c 1t was pleasant enough to listen to their cor
versation, and notice the contrasts bctwee
g these two eccentric stamps from Dame M
r. lures ever-variable mould, Mature VIII
Y casts nothing in stereotype, for do believ
that not even two fleas can be found ident
Y cally the same.
:" My father was not quick or minute oil
v server of rural beauties He had so little {
It the organ of locality, that l suspect he coul
have lost his way in his own garden. 81
l. the Captain was exquisitely alive to extern'
h impressions--not feature in the landscap
h escaped him. Every fantastic gnarled pc
IS lard he halted to gaze; his eye followed tn
lark soaring up from his feet; when tresht
:. a.,a fro,,, flo LII tom his nnstrils lllatel