The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1854-05-10

face with shrlll significant whistle. AT
last, in very desperation rushed into
shop and purchased a black lace veil,
with which quite extinguished my
'stunncr"poPpies and all
CAREER OF PoEr.-lt is seventy
years ago since George Crabbc published
his poem of Il" The Village His age
was twenty nine He was then in or
ders, and was domestic chaplain to the
Duke of Rutland Bat what life the
young man had passed through, before
he had attained that social position
Born in what was then wretched fish
ing hamlet, Aldborough, roughly brought
up, lmperfeclly educated, apprenticed to
a surgeon, without means to complete
his professional studies, lingering hope
lossly about his native place, he at last
resolved to cast himself upon tho wide
ocean of London. and tempt tho fearful
dangers that belong to the career Of n
literary advcnturer. Hete he struggled
and starved for year. During tho
first three months of his London life, be
sent manuscrip. poems to the booksell-
ers, Dodsley and Beckett, which they ci-
Willy declined lie addressed verses to
Lord Chancellor Thurlow who Informed
him that his avocatiOns did hot leave
him leisure to read verses lie sold his
clothes and his books and pawncd his
watch and his surgical instruments. His
one coat was torn and he mended it him.
self He was reduced at last to eight
eenpence, but the brave man never des.
paired He had a strong sense of reli-
gion, and he was deeply attached to one
who became his wife after thirteen years
of untring constancy. His faith and
his love held him up, aud kept linn out
of degradation
At last he wrote letter to Edmund
Burke. 1t contained this passage. In
April last came to London, with three
pounds. and hattered myself this would
be sufficient to supply me with the com.
mon necessaries of life till my abilities
should procure Inc more Of these | had
the highest opinion, ana a poetcal vanity
contributed to my delusion.' Burke
saved Crab5c from the fate of many a one
who perished in those days when patron,
age was dying out and the various re-
sources for the literary labourer that be-
long to the extension of reading had
scarcely begun to exist Burke persu-
AIDED Dodsley to publish The Library ;
and the Bishop of Norwich to ordain its
author, without degree. His lot in
life was fixed. Thurlow invited lin to
dinner, aud telling him he was as like
Parson Adams as twelve to Dozen
gave him two small livings. lie pub
lished the IiH0Pc' in 1888, and The
Newspaper in 1855 From that time
to 1907, the world had forgotten that a
poet, of very original talents, had ap-
peared, for short ason,and was no moro
heard of. When CRABBE was fifty.
three years of age he again published a
poem, This was The Parish Register
The Borough speedily followed. His
Tales were in the same vein. Their
success was triumphant Tho author,
whose worldly effects were reduced,to Sd
in 1850, sold the copyright of his poems,
in 1917, 10 Mr. Murray. for $4,000.
The MATER LlLY-It is a marvel
whence this perfect flower derives its
loveliness and perfume, springing as it
docs from the black mud over which the
river sleeps, and where the Shiny eel and
speckled frog, and the mud-turile, whom
continual washing cannot cleanse, swim
and creep. 1t is the same black mud
out of which tho yellow lily sucks its
obscene life and noisomo cdor Thus
wo see too, in the world, that some per
sons assimilate only what is ugly and
OWL from the same moral circumstances
which supply good and beautiful results
tho fragrance of celestial howers--to |
the daily life of others -liargdrct Fnk
Ter.
EL Lord Holland told of a man,
remarkable for absence of mind, who.
dining once on n shabby repast with a
friend, fancIed himself in his own house
and began to opologize for tho wretch
edness of the dinner |