The Weekly comet. [volume] (Baton Rouge, La.) 1853-1855, 1854-03-12

CORREsP ONDEN CE


| AuRBLius--Away down by the 81
Municipality, head by the model wa
ter-works, whose lofty aspiring chin
pey reminds one Of the lying mont
ment in London, there dwels a sehol
lar. Up pair of marrow stairs into
a roagh upgarnished parslelogram, en-.
sconced in the ample arms Of m old
Editroial chair, whose well worn cush-
ion, shows, like an old man, some
scattered locks of gray hair upon its
edges we see the scholar, the gen
tleman, the true advocate of Civil aud
Religious liberty, the Cyposeire Of Ed
itors, the independent Champion Of
truth and hohesty--thou siamese twins
that beg along the street Of the Ores
cent city, and get themselves elbowed
out Of the way, BY gentlemen that have
friends at court, carry pouncet boxes.
and wear great seal rings as large as
that with which the Doges ofold wore,
to wed the Adraitic.
Let tbs draw near and observe this
man Well he is not large, nor yet
is he small, be bath comely presence
"a occurred face that brushes d little
for looking out SO boldly upon The
world. His hair haS the curl and set
Of genius, with silver tissue, at inter-
walls spiralizing among its silky sbad-
ows. Yes, thought, study meditation,
each has his flags oftruce wreathed
above that brow crying to the waste.
full passions of men, peace peace !.
He is writing now Treatise upon
Degeneration" Look out ye white
livered money grubbers, he'll whaek
you whether or no. Stand aside ye
forward gaping crew, ys poor self
abased fanatics, who love yourselves
so we'll that charity crosses the street
lifting her white robe daintily, when
she sees you approaching Get off your
knees Hypoeri'e Go back and give
that beggar at the door Of the temple,
a shilling out of your bouptiful purse,
and then pray. And oh you politician !
You worst form Of sin in honest giise !,
Go study modesty, aud stop that bold
and STAINLESS pushing for the public
crib | cry ye mercy. An honest pol.
iticlan---so may crab not loose his
vsrdaA hue in hot water. But ho-
miliars will be writ, and the editor.
al quill be converted into lash, shall
whip The whole army Of naasausraders
from the public stage.--Give il to 'em
good Aurelius--spare them not good
scholar-thy mission IS to fog man
kind, to help the true preist---to sus-
tain the weary that set by the wayside,
and lapguish for the water Of social
consolation tell the unblustering
and mandacious man Of words, and not
the duds, that abe is o. liar," and the
truth ID not 10 birn--to open the cold
fingers of charity, and teach them to
handle rags, and warm the hands OF
suffering md destitution.
This man writes every day---stud.
les every night when men are at their
evils--rises with the dawn, and goes
forth to watch the world wake up
eats sparipgly, is friend Of Temper
ance--yet will take glass Of purple
Jslevnaaa with good man and not
wink. Does pious service at proper
time, gives thanks, bestows aims, and
loves the sex as is his buonded duty. |
Wo to this world when such as he, |
shall loose their bread for want Of
patronage. Then indeed, shall plaus-
ible crime go unwhipped Of justice,
and political mountebanks paint their
faces with the peoples blood, while
weary merit, lurking exhausted in the
highway. shall find bis grave among
signing willows Of despair.
TIMON.