Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1849-1856, 1849-09-06
Monday Sept. ,.

hlhso tuat HtNc Deeh. we presume IL was
brilliant, judging from tho previous costly al
rangenents IL is not our intention to des-
cribe its outward parade, its show of circun
stance and its pomp Of glory. These we
leave for other pens, for We have no inclina-
ton thus to pasnpar diseased minds with food
that viii only increase their malady, and add
to their ultimate misery.
We shall speak Of what some would cal the
minor parts of this tabernacle, as il were moi
It's adornments, but its hidden mysteries.
lPhR hopes ware siaked upon the transac-
tions of last night How many hearts were
strained to their utmost tension For days
have the energies of hundreds been severely
taxed for this consummation Of the iashi on
able season. Sleepless nights have been pass.
ed, burning thoughts have rushed through
the mind like maddencj spirits in the agony
OF despair. Wild fances, high-wrough, hopes,
ANXIOUS longngs, desplrlng gloom, all, all
have hell their sway in hearts that should
have beat with loiier feelings, nober objects
and more worthy desires p; sentiments that
should have exalted and not degraded hu
mainly. We care not if these folles are
patronised anl countenanced by the accom-.
plished and those who clain to hol a promi-
ncnt position in the world. Our arguments
are founded upon Truths eternal base, and
that wi remain unshaken even amid natures
last greal struggle.
And now whit is there remaining of all this
gorgeous scene Let aching heads and burn
ing hearts breathe forth the only response that
can be given. Al this has been endured rJr
few brief moments of pc oasure how truthful
ly has the poet said,
" did man compute
Existence by enjoyment, and count DER
Such hours 'gainst years of life, say, would he
name ihrcc.scorc ?"
The transactions of last n cht, the Thoughts
oi those "ho participated in The folies, the
iriumphs of those who gained desired object.
the despair, the withcring despair Of those
who s'akcd everything and lost everything,
aud there were many such, will post up
strangely in Times vo!umnous record-book
they have been known only to those who gave
them birlb,-bnt they live, not in history ;,
hut in memory, among the unwrittcn events
OF lie, as far as the natural eye can read
hey shall be seen hereafter in blighted hearts.
wasted energies, msspcnt timo, dea,hess G.
morse, vain regrets. They shall come up in
Memory's unwelcome iessur rccton. More
haunting shall they be to the hear, than was
Banquos ghost to the pcrplexed Macbeth
They shall come in narrowing sorrow for
wastci moments, goHen hours in life's fre.
morning, when the foundations OF KNOWLEDGE
might have been laid, upon which the temple
ol usefulness and happiness would have been
erected. In maurer years, these unfortunate
persons will look around them with envy up
on those who arc filing important stations,
and heroically discharging great duties,-andI
weep teals of bitterness that their lives are a.
blank. They cleaied an exc ement, but il
was like the foth Of the ocean in d storm
with the siding tempest, disappeared its
grandeur and beauty. But the student, the
philosopher, the man Of reason and of sense.
who appreciated the Divinity within his soul
the light of immortality in his mind, grasped
the prrscn, improved each passing moment.
sohed through the day, grew pale DER the |
midnight lamp, was laughed at for his eccen- |
nicit,es, dcrided for his selfish seclusion, looks
back upon his monuments all along the road 1
side OF liie for his deeds have been chisselled /
all over tie earth, and his name is the EN-.
hodyment Of strength. Young man, is this a (
dc!usye fancy Is this mere picture of the
Imagination Look back through the pages
OF history turn over lis vast folio leaves, read
It's indcl!ible impression, and there you find
lroOl5ron as Reasons eternal throne. a |
pure character for all that is noble generous. \
great and good is an inaccessible fortress its
bat!lemcnts irswn fearfully down on Ely, and
deiy the aggression of all vanity. 1t is the
last throne that will yie.d in the confusion oil
dssoving "ature, and it will be the most con-
spcuous attribute OF man when the whole
human family arc gathered IN the Judgment
assembly.
Few know the mys'eri Of the human
heart, and std less have the ability or incl-
naiiOn TO penetrate It's inlricaces The \
many smiling faces that fitted bewiichinely Il
Ut und the Hall last night, were not The in. Il
dcxas Of hTpy hearts and con,ented spirits
We know ef many whose minds are wild and
unsettled mony whose last appearance was
made thee many who are now poising BE-
tween hope and despair r-hesialing between
a falsely conceived duty and correct incl II
nation others again are hating between The
plain path Of duty and the pressing demands
of inclination. Some m nds are in almosr
chaotic confusion the vital spark of con
science, although SO long smothered, is yet
alive. and lis last admonitory whisperngs
are contending with the passions for the game