Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1855-11-09

marry suhtted cohsiuefsoiy IN conse
quence of this weakness. Requests fol
donations for benevolent Institutions
were founded upon his '.wel known be-
nevolence." aud his "liberal views Of the
cause they sought to advance.
Such appeals, loosened his purse
strings ofiener than did lbs "pleass give
me penny appeal of the poor child o.
want and misery going up aud down the
great arteries of the city crying for bread,
bread, BREAD. Like many we wot Of
10 have his liberaity heralded on the
breezes of newspaper paragraphs. he
would give large sums; but he never let
his right hand do anything that his left
did not witness, and in this we blame
him. and through him large and infu.
entlal class. He cast his bread upon the
waters, II is true, but not in the scriptu.
raj acceptance of the term, having stipu-
lated that the breezes Of applause and of
popularity were to bring it back.
Our friend Harry was no King Canute
lie received flatiery bu. never turned it
into an engine Of reproof, or a battering
ram to overthrow the walls Of praises
reared by silly cour,iers All was ac-
cepted as gospel truth, and more faith put
in it than in plain, homely common sense,
just as people nowadays put more faith
iii some high sounding, bombastic, rose
colored preparation to improve the com
plexlon, than in the rustic recipe given
by Nature and used so extensively in
"ye olden lyme" In view of this we
may put the query SIS the race degener-
ating
Is sugar sweet!
So is arsenic, but the after poisons.
True praise is sweet but flaltery in-
llicts wound upon the mind which 10
antidote but experience can heat But
1t Is so seldom used, that the patient me-
yer reeovers. A sort OF moral catalepsy
ensues
lioneyedc wordes are dangerous in
ye extreme" saith an ancient proverb,
and We commend it to due regard for
there is much "trulhe in ye saying"
Ii the crow Croxall tells us about, had
not listened to hattery, it would not have
lost the cheese. When he wriggled at
the thought that his supposed ebon feath-
ers were as driven snow, and that his
hoarse croaking voice reminded Mr.. Fox
of the nightingale, how we are reminded
of the antics OF those upon HON the fiat
terer fawns.
The moral contained in the fable
should be well digested.
We were wont to tell our friend Harry
So, bu, he would not listen When we
turned To the Proverbs of Solomon and
read thereirom for his ediicalion, he
would tell US "Nelly was a lady, last
night she died" or that old Uncle Tom
had gone where the good nggers CO.
He took our homilies good naturedly and
when forced to listen, resigned himself
with Job-liSe patience TO them. For this
we are grateful. He may recall them
one Of these days aud thank us.
You remember the case of the servant
glri whose master WAS man oi erudt-
ton. She remembered and repeated
years after. the musings of her master
who "lhought aloud" in every unlntellI-
gble language under heaven, to her igno-
rant mind, as he paced his apartment.
ST., on the hills or in the valleys Of the
+ golden land, may recur to our friend
| Harry, at chance intervals, some remark,
from pondering on which, good may re-
suit.
We hope SO, from the bottom Of our
heart. And in hoping that if he has not
already seen, he will soon see the error
OF his ways and reform, we leave him
and his, for the present.