The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1852-09-25
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,,re came. and more plenty. Till
length whether the parsons wind be-
AN to fail, Or whether he thought he had
done his part, he Stacked, and the rain
wouldn't. No, it kept up steady fire,
pelting away all night. Next day, plain
farmer Phillips (whose mill and corn
field had both suffered for rain) met him
in the street, aud taking both his hands
in his, he said
"Ah! parson, God bless you for that
powerful prayer, if it was long. 10
think that you should be made the hon
ored instrument to bring back to us the
long pent up, refreshing showers of
heaven! haven't words to thank you.
The efectual, fervent PRAYER of the
righteous &C., You know
The parson, with most rueful face,
sighed and answered.
40, you may spare your thanks, neigh
Dor. rather overdid it that time. |
forgot my hay-it's all gone to the devil
i sha'nt see spear OF it."
.Indeed !"--said Phillips. 81 hadn't
heard that. Well: don't cry over split
milk but send me hand in foddering
time; and pray as hard then for dry
weather, and III send you fodder for
your COW. Twill. Good morning, par
son."
A word about one or two things in
general, and nothing very particular.
In glancing over few of the lnnumer-
able swarm of modern romances with
which the prolific publication depots of
New York, Boston and Philadelphia
TEEN; have repeatedly been struck 10y,
and utterly disguised with a certain,
prevailing, distorted extravaganza Of
phraseology, quite unnecessary either as
TO force of expression, or beauty olsen
timent. mean, such as making the
hero, in an emergency (ofltt!e account
probably compress his lips with such
unparalleled power as to force IN has
teeth"-(poor fellow, they were false
ones, Judge, and bunglinsly set--)
biting his lips "sil the blood spoutrd
from them drinking the salt tears that
flow down the he:olnr's cheeks! Ger
tainlv no disputing about tostc; every
man to his own, if it BE- even brine,
whether about ii cheek, or salt herring,
or codD driving the rowels into his
horses sides (poor dumb thing) till the
blood gushes from them--sometimes
fanks--(query- uld'nt his heelsneed
considerable extension backwardD
Then there is the expression, "heart of
hearts," Il don't know who started it,
that has been made to run the gauntlet
through periodicals, till there isn't
patch of whole skin on its back as big
as a ."--Pho!--I hate everything
unnatural and affected as | do the devil.
And | heartily wish these, and large
addition of similar, gross tomtooleries
may find speedy cure. |, for one, am
sick of them.
Again. What right have authors to
stuff their pages (Which certainly in most
cases are to fall into the hands of the
plainly educated reader) with French
phrases, and even sentences, without
either in parenthesls, or by note giving
the plain meaning in English! Altho'
some may be capable of understanding
them, most are not. Will be answer
ed, it is fit not to be too literal, but to
leave something for the imagination !!
Agreed, if that something be an adeo-
not language. Languages are not in
agined: they have to be acquired; and
too, BY diligent. unAagging study. Sup
pose that at large, private dinner en-
tertainment, I should initiate my dis
course with not little German. Span
ish or Italian. knowing that the larger
portion OF the guests was in the dark as
to what | was saying. Would such a
course be esteemed courteous Would
it be regarded as an example of good, Or
polite breeding! trow not. | might
make myself stared at, (some are very
ambitious of this,) but certainly none
the better understood. If had any.
thing edifying, anything at all worth
knowing, to communicate, had much
rather it should be apprehended and duly
appreciated, than that should achieve
DISQUALIFICATION by false position, and
so to be stared at for my much learning
or wondered at for my profundity, or i
may be, mysticism. On the other hand
if had anything to say, inappreciabl'
from its iugenerate want of worth, o
meritless from any other cause, of cours
had as lief my words should pass 70
words of wisdom fifty spoken, becaus
wrapped in the mantle of mystery, a
not. Nay, in that case, perhaps ha
better mystify my auditory than not
But, is this the most exalted aim c
either conversation, or of literary con
position! Pshaw! 1t may do for boob
making, (of which there is too much,
no better but not for mental enlighte,
ment. Then let this growing evil b
weeded out. The sooner, the bette
1t savors too much Of egotistical displa