Semi-weekly North-Carolina standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1852-1853, 1853-07-06

We do not know; but we believe he still lives, in
Exeter, to which place he removed. Up to 1916 he
had been neglected. While thousands have been
enriched by the consumation of his brilliant scheme
he remained forgoIen-orced by poverty to sell glass
on commission. for living. HOwit. in the Peoples
Journal, few years ago, gave somewhat lengthy
notice. We have nothing in print in relation 10 him
lately. Elliot wrote great truth in these words.
How many men, who lived to bless mankind,
Have died unthanked?"
How many of the railway projectors, agitators.
STOCKHOLDERS, &c., have heard of the subject of
this brief sketch ="
Eyes Who has not worshiPped eyes! Who has
not paid his fvoriie color, and some time or
other cour,ed the muses. for suitable expressions of
admiration Almost every one forms his own stand
ard of beauty this subject. To one, blue is d.
vine; another, black adorable Grey, the greedy
gre, - as the children have it, desgnates poetry
depth, feeling Black, passion. sentiment romance
To Us there is beautiful eye than the hazel
so full Of soul-deepening suddenly at the of
sorrow, lightning at the glance of mirth- bsaming
the very language Of Heaven, when the heart beats
its story Of love. The Savior ofmankind is always
described as having I" fair, open and ruddy conn-
enance long curling locks of auburn and eyes large
and of hazel COLOR"
But apart from their hue, many eyes are beautiful
from expression alone. Whatever Of goodness EN-.
from the SOUL gathers its soft halo in the eyes
and if the heart be lurking place of crime, the
eys tell its tale. Seine eyes vary wonderfully with
the passing emotions oil the hour. We nave
tn dull, cold eye grow liquid the first grey light
of morning, and bright as the Of beauty, IN
der the impulse of some holy and tender sentiment.
We have noled the eye that seemed the outward
bem Of meek spirit, fash like the fire that leaps
from heaven, The oppression of the weak and help.
less. And many eye that told of solitary misan-
thropy has held world Of feeling in its orb, when
other lips have told him, g entrust these treasures
to you. They are my dearest, my most sacred-oh!
be tender of hem-bear them safely to their journeys
end. -
The eyes of a child how clear they are how sim
less how full of the pure light ofnnocence! Is it
not pity that :his 3ark cloud colored world should
so often make them mirror fo: its deformiiies
The striking eye is not always beautiful. Fitful,
quick, penetrating, it arrests attention if it win
admiration. Black or very dark eyes are generally
of this description if their be susceptible OF
strong, emotional ieelings-possess the temperament
| Blessed be the maiden that hath gentle blue.
Over her the graces hold peculiar sway If the hand
Of affection has always minisered to her, and infu.
ences happy and moral hedged her from contact with
vice and passion, she is of the most amiabe,
we'll sinless, of teings. Great strength of intel
ect she may not possess, but great wealth of love
which is a better glory than honor give, fame
procure-with that will she fill your dwelling and
| and your heart
Artists love this style of beauty; they paint the
Mary another, that blessed among women. with
blonde hair and eyes of heaVanly blue. and love
they to portray the infant Jesus. Olive Branch.
that sixteen persous, and the Tribune says twenty
five, died in New York on Wednesday last, from
over-work and exhaustion. The Day Book says:
"Suppose we should hear of thirty FIVE, or ever
the smaller number, sixteen negroes in the South dy
ing suddenly from exhaustion overwork. Sup
pose the New Orleans papers should announce tina
ten negroes had been worked to death by their mas
tiers in the hot sum- What tremendous hue anC
cry there would be raised about it all through the
Norths! Every abolition paper North of Mason anc
Dixon's line would have food for six months, ant
the whole world would resound with the cry of cruel
ty to the negroes and the nhumanity of slave-hold
, ers. Another Uncle Toms Cabin would be written
and the authoress would travel with her baboons anc
receive the distinguished homage of the English
biIity. But such a thing cannot be. No owner o
: slaves would permit them to work themselves L
death in the hot 1t is only the free laborer
working for his daily bread, that is pressed ex
trenes. whose wife and children at HON,
V.aing hungry for the proceeds of his daily toll
in his desperation takes the risk pushes and dies
with over exertion."
By abolition reasoning these dreadful results aris
from the free system of labor. Interest," and trus
humanity and sympathy. prompt southern people Il
secure better fate for their slaves. But it seem
that neither has any influence upon the heart of north
: ern sympathisers with the African race. In New
York, free white men perish in their struggles 70
bread.
The number of deaths during last week is reporte,
at 60, from heat and exhaustion.
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