Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1853-10-28
NOnaensee

The gorgeous beauty of the autumhal forest arises
before US in the lines of Bryant oris painted on the
glowing pages of Cooper, until every cultivated
American reader has become familarized with the
imagery which these gifted writer's have employed
in celebrating its praises while few, we fear, have
realized for themselves the bright but passing charms
of the brilliant original for brilliant beyond COM
parison with even the virgin graces of spring, or
the matured loneliness of summer the many
hued tints of the d ing year, arrayng itselfn GRIM
son and in gold, like the fading lights of summer
sunset borrowing grace even from decay, and smil-
ing amid desolation. The humbest plant so array
ell possesses interest akin to that which clngs to
the owliest grave and the pensve eye turns to it the
same loving glance with which memory reviews
while it gilds the of buried hopes depart
ed pleasures. And now it is autumn, and that hec.
tic flush bright, but evanescen is on the face
of Nature and the unromantic locomotive hurres
its living freight through tracks where even the
merest swamp is arrayed in robes which Solo
mon in all his glory could not equal, the bright
est colors of the painter hope to initiate. Mans
strange nature and inevitable destiny, give to him
sympathy with decay and ruin which the bright
est and most dazzling scenes fail to command. The
desolated altar over which the ivy climbs, nay
even the deserted hearth Of the poorest peasant
awake an interest in which their more pretending
successors have no share. Perhaps it is right
Who knows? Perhaps the varying dyes Of autumn
may be the gray hairs of the aged Year and Ger.
tainly, if less venerable, they far more pictur
esque than those which adorn the human scalp. II
would be funny if the decaying foliage of the human
head--the hair-should turn crimson, and yellow
and orange, and green,-wouldn't it be scene for
a painter! PROFESSIONALLY. Yea, verify.
! Now good and common sense reader, all this
foregoing paragraph is very considerable nonsense
| We plead guilty-we own up-it is even SO; but
sometimes anything is relief 1t IS relief, believe
u.s. after contemplating all the tortuosity of human
motives and actions, and the thoughtful Editor OF
politician must contemplate both, to look abroad up
on the face of nature. 1t is, at least, change
There some things beyond and above tricks and
turns, and conventionalisms, and the thousand art
fatalities with which man, and exc his better half
woman, have surrounded themselves But after all
things are, perhaps, best as they are. The sublime
and the ridiculous together, that every
original observer edifies US with the striking remark
that it is but a step from the one to the other
What chorus so angelic that the braying of jack
ass would not turn it into ridicule? what sc
romantic that the struttng of buck-goat would
not render common place. Therefore is it right as
it is. Jackasses and buck goats useful and re
spectacle animals; and we respect jackasses anG
buck goats as such but mankind need not necessa
rily be such neither need they 60 through this glo
rious earth that God has made neglectful of it.
Notwithstanding for themselves enjoyments of the
purest nature, and vulgarising them for others
! We repeat all this is nonsense.