Semi-weekly standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1853-18??, 1853-08-17

PopPISs THE OUEsroN An amusing passage from
an article In Bentley Magazine s " hat curious
sensation that is which troubles man upon such a
mission " ny does the elegantly ged sentence
studied with So much care, IN order alike to avoid
formality and familiarity begin to seem bald and
bungling, just as it is about to be wanted? Why
is it finally revised upon the coarse mat IN the
hail. and utterly rejected upon the silky mat on the
landing? Why do you feel choking, as with thirst,
and yet could not drink the elixir of life if it
presented to you! Why would you pay hundred
gulneas step to have the staircase twice long
it is, and yet you go up as hastily as if you were
escaping from poor relationP Why does that pleas
ing bow with which you have so often stopped to
conquer-you know it-seem to you at once a great
deal too low and great deal too slight and atogeth
abominable? Why do you wish you had put on
that other cravat? In short, why is your sense so
keenly awakened to the outward man, and to the
outside phrase and why do you forget that you have
hitherto looked like gentleman, and spoken like
philosopher, and generally done your duty in that
state of life in which it has pleased Providence to
place you and that there is particular why
at one o'clock this fine day, you should make fail
ure? 1t is satisfactory to say that all this
is because there sits in the low chair the win
dow, in that drawing bright-eyed young per-
son of the other sex, who, if you could only see it.
can hardly hold her crotchet work for her tremour
who knows intensely well what you mean, and what
you have come for and who designs to make you the
kndest possible answer, poor thing! if she should
be able to find proper words, and who in the mean
time is in about fit condition to criticise you,
lam to correct the Jupiter symphony or the 'Nau
teal Almanac Let me appeal to some of my friends
whether have overstated the case. There is Cap
tain Pounder-that big, handsome man with the
black whskers, who, in of those dreadful Pun
jaub fights, rode slowly up slope of threequarters
of mile towards fort from which dear oriental
brethren were blazing upon us with seventy cannons
and remarked to his comrades, as he dashed singly
into the narrow breach, that he would wait inside
just ask that dauntess person how he felt when
going to propose to Laura Green, of the Engineers.
Or speak to the Secretary of State for the Unhesat
ing Department, who thinks nothing of tackling
roaring and excited House of Commons at midnight,
dragging a comrade out of mess and like Tydides,
tearing the strongest battle of his antagonists amidst
shouts that would dismay statue. Only ask how
it that he went three times to make personal
offer to Lady Asphodel Winglington, and at last
obliged to do tin beautiful disqualification Imean.
Do not talk to about faint hearts and fair ladies
of course we know that many an estimable female
is very good-natured, and would give you her hand
just she would give you the SALT or the nutcrack
ers, because you seem to be looking for it. and will
in no degree appreciate your making such sentiment
tai fuss about the matter, (and remarkably good
partner such woman will make, too, mind that)
but our discourse at present is less of partnership
than of marriage"