Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1856-11-28

|strolling by the brook slde.' pSat the
big house the proprietor is smoking a
mild. meditatiye cigar. There is not an
object for miles around that can not be
examined through this still telescopic air.
And so. my friends, when the twilight
hour Of the soul arrives-that bfief. but
happy period which precedes another day
we see with mortal eyes farther and
truer than in the hot and, busy sunshine
Of our noon. R.fas'A - sS.l
Mr.. Wexford did not, think. forget a
single poor relation. When he came to
the name of his wife. there was u falter.
of the voice.
"All l haveis hers-the others are but
pensioners, 'said the good man..
Judge CubbiL, who gave legalastrength
to Mr.. Welfords moral weakness did
the injustice togsay nothing-not COM
mon failing with his class-but faithfully
sealed up the now completed will. Judge
Oubbilt relieved himself shortly after
ward. in husky voice
Tom. if you make an ass of yourself.
l." The worthy Solou waved his hand
for moment, in search of some atmos-
pheric adversary, but not finding any. he
plunged it into his pocket, and took q
chew Of tobacco. Ihave observed that
the judges Of this great and happy land
who, suppose, constitute at least sew
en.eights of the male population) are in
variably prodigious cbewers. Ii it lead
them one thought of mercy, long may
they chew.
So Doctor PilIogus. hearing of these
things shook his head. Mr.. Wexford
caught him in the act. and the Doctor
felt compromised. All men smile when
they are found out (being natural hypo>
crites) so the Doctor conjured up the
ghostly cleaning of dead laugh and
looked ridiculous.
+" Better to-day, Sir. More cheerful"
More prepared, Doctor. Perhaps
more cheerful for that reason"
The Doctor made wry face. His pa.
tient had Topped right into the subject he
was most desirous of avoiding.
Let me explain.
Mr.. Wexford was man of about forty.
Eve years. He was habitually sedate,
like pulpit and, in other respects, hea.
w and amiable like an elephant. He was
man who had nothing in the world to
do but 10 eat, drink. sleep, and get stupe.
fed over books. For forty-fiye years he
had tried to make his life interesting to
himself, but only with indifferent success.
A painful consciousness OF utter useless
ness oppressed him. Now man may
be used-up, and incapable of new i'm.
pressions and yet have large stock Of
philosophy on hand for the dull days OF
life. Everything depends on the maleri-
4 ~ 50 t.l1
cotton, that consumes and leaves no trace
behind. Mr.. Wexford was exhausted ra-
ther than used.up. Il was not tha, his
mind had been filed TO oyerhowing,
but there was no mind worth speaking
about to fill. Everything crowded and
Inconvenience him and an idea would,
am sure. have occasioned him painful
death.
So he planted himself in alarge garden
on the shore OF beautiful lake in Wes-
tern New Yok, aud enjoyed solitude with
wretched appetite for its gloomiest fea.
lures.
One fine spring morning-and how glo.
rious are our spring mornings, bursting
on the sober face Of nature like the CO.
quettsh laugh of beautiful woman,
short but delicious one fine spring morn
| ing he made remarkable discovery 10
natural history to wit, that the birds
went in pairs. He brooded over this Gu.
rious fact for ten years, renewed his OBJ
seryations with each returning SPRING
At the end Of that time he formed a res.
olution. He would marry and did SO.
The wife he selected was pretty, and
strongly addicted to true love. AT first
she respected Mr.. Wexford then she ad.
mired, then she loved him. Finally, she
fell down aud worshiped him. He be.
came the idol Of her palpitating alteration
She made up her mind that he was the
best man in the world. and she the happiest
woman. After which she abandoned
herself to inconsolable grief.
Marriage was a great, massive fact in
the mind Of Mr.. Wexford. he contempla.
ted it as monument of human wisdom
a mighty maze, but not without plan. ''
But after while it became. like ali Other
facts. rather dry. The many excellencies
OF his wife, to be sure. impressed him ia.
vorably. He liked her society, aud was
SO fond Of hearing her talk, that he
thought of interrupting her with reply
Having exhausted life with matrimony,
he tried medicine. as step to the grave.
DR.. PiIlogus poked him in the ribs, and
told him he was well drummed him on
his chest, and told him he was we'll fell
at his pulse and told him he was we'll
But Mr.. Wexford had made up his mind
that he was not well. and the doctor fail
ed to satisfy the patient. Doctors should
minister to minds diseased, whether The
remedy be in their pharmacopeia or thei,
bread baskets. If the conscientious Phi.
logas had doctored Mr.. welford go as q
have made him sick be would have de.
clared himself better. for all he wanted
was new sensation. and it is certainly in