Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1858-03-10

the naked truth would, we opine, be curiosity,
sure enough.
Says this Backwood writer:
'Wandering about the world, have eagerly
sought but sought in vain, for the being who
does wish to hear the truth. have not found
HIM among philosophers-not even among cab
man. No poet, no Politician, no critic, 40 di-
vine has been able to stand the simple test. If
tell Weissnicht that his theory cannot be
true, because it is in fragrant contradiction with
notorious facts, he gets angry, denies my facts,
or tries TO evade their applications, shuties,
sOphisticates, and, if hard pressed, retorts upon
me some insnuation disreSpecGul to my moral
character. II point out to Mr.. Birthstone that
his doctrine is unscriptural, he grieves over my
declension from the simplicity of vital truth. or
perhaps insinuates that am an ntidcl. II Per-
icles Brown asks for my candid opinion on his
verses, and hears that think them mediocre,
he becomes my foe forever.
''In fact, instead of finding men DESTROYS of
hearing the truth for truths sake, uniformly
find them desirous of hearing it only when it is
agreeable, when il tatters their pride, their
lprcjudices, their interest"
Our author proceeds to describe "the man
who has no nonsense about him as another
myth-a myth, if we might be allowed the dis
tinction, not so altogether supposititious as "the
man who loves to hear the truth"-but still for
ALL myth. Hear what he says, and how well
he says it, about this come-atabe parsonage:
Wardle is a capital fellow, assure you-no
nonsense about him. Who has not heard of
| Warile! Who can honestly say he has the
pleasure of Wardle's acquaintance? | got in
troduced to one of the WardieS, fondly hoping
that ut last had found the man with
sense about him. But the illusion quickly
vanished. l found him large man, bold and
ventIlPntent, loTd IN voice, coarse III manner,
and narrow in intellect He wore nutton-chOp
whskerS, and had strong opinions about for
eignerS. who, he thought, were all dirty and ex-
lies. He had snowy views on politics and states
mansaip, without any acquaintanceship with
history or political economy. lie thought birth
and blood were nonsensical prcjudices, and re-
iinement efieminacy. He never read novels
his newspapers sufficcd. He deSpiSed poetry
and all that stuff. He bought pictures as fur
niture, but pronounced the old masters all
humbug." He knew nothing of philosophy or
science but asked for common sense. As long
as have common sense, Sir, don't care but
ton who has philosophy. He sent his oldest
son to College, and ran in debt TO keep him
there; not that he any good in Greek and
Latin, but he was proud of my sons friend
Lord Fiddlcladdlc," as if he had great deal of
nonsense about him. In the domestic circle he
was at once harsh and feeble, self-wied and
vGcillatng He ate, drank, slept and snored
with robust energy, but on the whole he did not
StrlEc me as being wholly without nonsense
Other people besides Wardle have met who
bore the same proud character, but found them
all belonging to one of two classes either they
were free-and-easy people, who conceived that
taking every possible liberty with you, your
name, your books. your horses. andy your friends,
proof of their having 10 nonsense about
them, or else they were coarse, rude people, who
Jared upon your sensibilities, and made virtues
of their very Deficiencies.
The best men have known have been more
generous than prudent; more imaginative than
Bentham; less virtuous than Cato. They have
been fond of children, of animals, of poetry, of
Art OF sentiment of joking, of butfoonery, of
extravaganza, of good society, of honors, of
picnics, of dances, of private theatricals-in
short, men with nm incousiderable amount of
nonsense mingled in their daily lives; but one
form of nonsense they were entirely free from,
and that is the pretension of having no non
sense about them.