Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1856-11-08

The Jonalhans and Jemimas of New England
excel in this kind of molody-if melody it can
be correctly styled but the Editor Of the Geor-
gia Family Visitor, in the subjoined humorous
essay and personal experience, shows that the
like unpleasant music is to be heard "down
South, once in a while
"lIeaven bless the man who invented sleep"
quoih honest Sancho Panza, and many a pnor
mortal has reiterated the pious benison of the
famous Governor of Baraiaria. Wha, god
send this great invention has proved to the no
BILE army Of poets, and authors, aud clergymen,
and orators Of every sort, who would be alto
gether uncomfortable but for this never-failinr re-
source. Danish il from the world and what
"beggarly account Of empty boxes" should we
have at our churches, at leciure-rooms aud on
all public occasions, and what a vast number
of "Sonneis 10 Young Lady Sleeping" and
such like, would be entirely lost to the world
But for the deep sleep which fell upon ADAM
we should never have had that most glorious Of
all nsiiiutons-woman Somebody has re-
marked that ii was blessed thing Adam had
good nap on that occasion, for he probably new
er enjoycd quiet one afterwards. Not being
a Benedict we arc unable to pronounce this a
sander on our own responsibility.
The Irish have legend that when a child
smiles in its sleep the angels are lowering over
and whispering to it. Pierce Pungenl thinks
differently. He cites the case of poetic young
lady, who said as her infant nephew smiled
Dear lule one--ihe cherubs are singing to
itl' Nonsense, Polly" cried the matter Of
fact mother, tits not The chcrubs--it's the col
ic." Pierce declares that there is an intimate
relationship between the wind, sleep and pep
permini,n and tells US of something he read in
an ancient volume, Of a certain Mrs G.. who
couldn't sleep on account Of tho terrible wind
which was blowing out Of doors "llorace,
my love, how dreadfully the wind howls don't
you hear ii can't sloep for IT,"
My dear" said her better half who was
a philosopher, "open the window and put
peppermeni lozenge outside"
"Whyl" asked his wife
Because qnolh he, ",s good thing to
cure the wind"
But the wind is no, the only dislurber Of
dreams. There is certain class of slecp de-
siroyers-veritable Macbeths who "murder
sleep" and think no more Of it than does Miss
Lucie Lilac of breaking heau--your fellows
who make night hJeous with their nasal music,
which seems to quiet their own nerves 10 as
great degree as it exciies other peoples.
Now, we insist that grea, reform is need
ed in this matter. SnoIers should either be
made to correct this abominabe habit, or some
law ought to be enacted compelling them to
keep themselves to themselves After one
has established reputation for the business, he
Is generally avoided by his acquaintances, but,
unfortunately, such fellows travel sometimes
Did you ever watch confirmed suoror " orm
himself into the good graces OF stranger, who,
totally unsuspcious Of the trap he is falling
into, agrees 10 share room with him Poor
fellow he little knows what night is before
him.
Why can't this thing be correclti in early
life Children are taught pfopreiy in other
matters, ard why should not the Nervousness Of
this offence against good manners be pressed
upon them Has parent who sends out
confirmed snorer fulfilled the Scripture injunc.
iion ''Train up child in the way he should
goW We contond that no man has right to
go out into the world with an unruly nose,
which will not allow others to enjoy their nat
ural rest Night is blessed gin Of ofhaaren to
man