The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1856-06-14

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| spoke
Good morning, young man which way
SO soon in the day r"
| answered that my object was pleasure
found it more convenient to ride carly us
it was the livelest part of the day to me. -
This was AN error to begin with. For in
truth was forced out of my quarters thus
unusually soon by the babbling Of the noisy
ribald crowd who had kept up bcdlam all
night, 1t the waysidc inn where had stopped.
Have you been to breakfast, stranger 20
eyes, sir! thank you, broke my fast at
tn s.Travelcr's Rest back on the road.'
"Ah! know that place, it looks unnyiting
and you must have had uncomfortable
lodgings there; come, stop, we have been to
breakfast but Galanore will get you IL cup
in few minutcs.''
/ thanked him | was not accustomed to
parta Ike heartily in the morning, but would
| stop with him as felt rather entertained
from the agreeable contrast of society which
good fortune had allowed. was introduced
to his family-a happy group Of eight
Galanore. the second daughter, pleased me
because other amiabilfty of disposition. Her
father owned extens i've mines of rich ore
| broad acres and many herds. These made
me love Galanorc the more. | had seen
many maiden whom had admired more
| than she; though in my heart she was II trifng
toy, yet i'll the scale Of troy and my avarcious
thoughts she was more momentous than
them all. By common consent, from that
day forth, was one Of that happy people,
until sworc before heaven, to take as great
er. dearcr than all besides, this unsophsti-
Gated heircss. That was the first false oath
| ever took. And now, oh how miserable,
| cannot love one whom never really lovcd
now that have seen the butterfly helpless
in my clutch do not prize it and cannot
love myself for dccoying it thus. Gentle
men you are younS-We part tomorrow
some travel swiftly, some slowly on this great
road, and are often lost to each in the los
thing hurry of the drive. Be sure in catching.
you are not caught. For an old motto is
ever true :-.'IIe who lives by the sword
shall perish by it, One hath no power TO
forget plot which his own heart hath
schemed. '''-s-'-
The crowd adjourned and the protcnder is
lost to us all; but we love the pomp in which
he speeds the course, and would even risk
the ruin which he warned us of, could we
but share its booty too.
Misanthropy sits moping over the expiring
enbers OF his camp fire. He too is Il travel
cr; but prefers, rather than come into this
great social halfway house, to be without
amongst the boot and howl Of the woods; not
Thai The rlira beauty invites, but the shape
OF human kind repulscs him. On being ap-
preached he turns away from those who
would accost him, as though they had some
assassin intent upon his life. What makes
this man SO strange Within this great hall
is enjoyment Of every sort, mirth Of every
character. But he is wreck. Like the
animal which dies, and from some unac-
c"untablc cause is pctriicd to stole. leaving
every muscle visible in its transmitted state.
SO he, by an unlocked for change, hath been
disposscsscd ofevcry social power, and now
looking like Il man, is only 50 in shape. In
youth he was the gayest Of the gay. But
winter came to him in mid summer, cutting
off his every hope; and he lives only to hear
the patter of the hail, for he avoids the south
side of the mountain, where May
gales always blow and pleasant sun Shine
ever falls.
The man of mammon too, is here; he keeps his
room seeks conference only with those who have
foresccing thoughts Those who forcshadow the
portcntouS cpochs which storms and national sea-
SONS bring. lie struts on the promenade and
claims, gold the only surety against life's ills
The world can be bought by it; sckly sentiment is
its slave; nations wrang,e and treat by its
power. lie father once drove the lus-wagon but
he insists on royal lineage; excuSing the sire be-
cause patriotic duty. not scullonshp, induced tn c
arocaton. Moreover, he thinks blood like water
is its own purifier
At the far end Of the great hall of this stoppinp
place, are the remnants Of broken greatness
Alaiders who once drove in enormous spendor are
lodging there. unnoticcd women now. They drove
too fast, wore out the aXes Of their COACH and not
beng used to hardihool, were unfit for pedestrian
marches. They sold the jewels of woman's worth
that they might be allowed passage in the ON aibus
The maiden of superior years arrived last week
lis said she thrice refused to wed good men, who
stood not on empty titles and bogus buttons. but
on their own hcncstcads, choosing instead thereof
some plli-conpounder, or limb of special pleadin.
Since here she has offered to marry 0ranorf, the
Wood-sawyer for this way -house. But he is a
smart fellow and says he whets his saw for love or
money but not for faded cheeks.
The man of ambition is here; he has thrice tried
TO climb the hill, that he might pluck twig from
the palm tree Of its summit, but has as of ten tum
bIed backwards. The shrubs which he caught hold
OF to help himself up pulled out by the roots, and
left him to fall to the point of starting. .. ..
The man of fame too is amongst the guests of
this alf-way house-hs head grey from having
so studously courted the muses. and lived with
them in their unseen retreats, the beauties of which
arc in figures of dreams, or on the Canvass, Or
jingling in rhyme.
l am member of none of the parties thus de-
scribed but truthful guest of the halfway house.
and should you allow, will give yoI letter from
the far end of the road. over which these various
characters are passing. All agree that they will
10 Better the balance of the journey. They think
experience will correct errors which, they have
made certain philosopher here tells them -.l.ey
are only thcorizing and will never put it in