Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1852-03-19
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owned up to the fact-we TESS the corn and caved
in There's no disputing tie thing any longer-it rs
Spring-and yet our papers that used to be so redo
lent of flowers and hours, and roses and noses and
eyes and hes and bliss and - smack, are all as
prosaic as many barrels of soft soap. 'The harp
that through Tara's has.n ETC., is silent as
dead milestone; in fact, the editors have all got
married, and are thinking of nothing but pork and
molasses "To what base uses may we return, Ho-
ratio" Yes, stree.
Apropos of Spring. and getting married. and all
that sort of thing, the American Review for March
tells story of a couple in New York. who got mar
ried during the very cold weather before New Years
day. When Spring came, sudden thar let loose all
the fond vows of the courtship and honey moon,
which had been frozen up during winter AS protesta-
ton after protestation became audible, the husband
who had got pretty essentially cured of his weak
ness, turned to his wife in breathless surprise
Surely. Mrs JONES' said he, I" never talked sach
nonsense, or, if did you were not such confound
ed fool as to believe me-" Jones felt right mean
not doubt of it, and would any of us if our talk
during the winter could only be thawed out in the
Spring. Most people, no doubt, recolleet the story
of the Yarmouth some other New England stage
driver, whose horn, being close to the fire af
ter long days driving in the cold did monument
ly d-n the horses-the passengers-the coach, and
finally its old buttons and then solaced itself
by playing Yankee Doodle, Hail Coumby and other
National airs with variations" All of these sounds
had unquestionably, been deposited in it in rud-
mental state by the driver, and only required the
warmth of the fire to thaw them out
But what has all this to do with Spring? Not
much, we confess; not much. And yet there must
have been connection of ideas, or we would not
have glided into it perhaps, and the reflection is
painful one, have felt that there is more of truth
than poetry in the idea that few of US could bear to
have professions of few months thawed out and
brought into judgment against Few of US could
bear even our scrutiny, leaving out that of the
world. Few very few indeed.
But the world has another aspect, perhaps bright
er one. Nature, like little child, seems to peep
out tmidly, if afraid to trust herself abroad Still
through the purity and brightness of early Spring
we can look to the faded blossoms and withered
leaves of Autumn and through the play innocence
of the child we the man or the woman,
wearied and worn down with the cares and the sins
of life sinking to the grave and glad to find rest
ing place in the Wondering dust. AS for the
been built by contract at price too low to afford
them any SOULS they display little evidence of
having such article and totally reckless of
what amount of responsibility they pile upon it
There is very little chance of their being sent to the
warm place for they have nothing to send there
Then again, Spring is the time for love. To say
nothing of the and other eathered song
sters good to eat we feel convinced that our two
mosquitoes were either married or about to be-
There was perfect harmony in their song, and its eff
feet upon us was so strikng-it so deeply engaged
our attention. that could by no means sleep until
they had ceased their billing and cooing-'specaly
the billing. And then our friend, tie white dog in
the next yard he felt bad Instead of walking forth
in all his doglke majesty, and viewing with intelli-
gent and approving eye the works of nature and the
improvements of art there he was ignobly tied fast
chained in backyard, and forced to look direct
y upwards if he wanted to see the blue ethereal
No dog of his kindred
No puppy nigh,
To reflect back his bushes
Or give sigh for sigh.
Poor fellow, he complained most bitterly: and
when in answer to his plaintive meanings we heav-
ed portion of broken pitcher at his head the last
drop had been added to the cup of his sorrow and it
run over. His overloaded heart fourd relief in a
dismal howl, which finally tapered off into good
round anathema. 1t had come at last he had tried
all winter to swear, but this browning indgnty loos
ened his tongue and he spoke out. Having achieved
this feat, he went asleep, and-so did We Spring is
remarkable season, and becomes musical-wben
the bull-frogs get about In our sleep we dreamt
that we had fallen into pond, and that fourteen
thousand frogs were croaking around US. One big,
fat fellow was mounted on the tip-end of our nose
watching a favorable opportunity to jump down our
throat. We woke up and discovered that it was on
y stranger within few doors of US, who was quiet
Ly sleeping. Quietly indeed
Dea~The Commercial of Tuesday last, speaking of
the dissent of some gentlemen of the whg party from
the proceedings of the meeting of Monday week,
and their refusal to serve delegates to Raleigh
says: s. The Journal is very much delighted at the
incident; praises them warmly, and calculates on a.
great deal of mischief In the latter clause of the
sentence just quoted, the Commercial perpetrates a
great mistake. We do not calculate on mischief at
ALL We honestly and sincerely calculate on great
deal OF good We are very much delighted to see
men of any party rise above demagoguery, and hon.
estly and openly avow their opinions If this talk
about an open convention be only gull-trap to make
whg capital at the West, and fool the dear people
without any intention of efecting change, then its
shameless hypocrisy cannot too be exposed nor
too bitterly denounced. If it be- in fact a bona fde
movement, let the East-let the whole State look
well to it, Its practical effect, should it succeed,
can be, and will be, nothing short of total abolition