Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1859-05-30
MADELINE.

MautIlne SlLS In ttle sands by the sea,
Where the wind murmurs ever fitfully.
The Sunbeams simmer and dance o'rr each wave
While the shadows rest on Llians grave.
Madeline watches the ships in the bay,
And smiles as she thinks how one sailed away.
The summer days shorten, the flowers die,
And withered leaves cover the grave close by.
Each breath that Madeline draws is prayer.
Echoed by signs in the autum air.
Too late nOao he comes, in the bright spring day:
Madeline'S spirit has tloated away.
A MOTHERS LovE-Oh! there is an enduring
tenderness in the love of mother to a son, that
transcends all other affections of the heart. 1t
is neither to be chilled by seltiShness nor daunt-
ed by danger nor weakened by worthlessness,
nor stihed by ingratitude. She will sacrifice
every comfort to his convenience; she will sur
render every pleasure to his enjoyment; she
will glory fn his fame and exnlt in his proSperi
ty; and if misfortune overtake him, ne will be
dearer to her from his miSfurtnneS; and if dis.
grace settle on his name, she will still love and
cherish him in spite of his disgrace; and if all
the world beside cast hun off, she will be all the
world TO him. Washington L'ring.
never knew very talented man who vas
admired for his personal beauty. Pope was
awful ugly; Dr. johnson was no better and Mi
rabcau the uglicSt man in all France, and
yet he was the greatest favoritc with the ladies'.
Women more frequently prize men for sterling
johnson chose woman for wife who had,
scarcely an idea above an oyster. He thought
her the loveliest creature in existence, il we
Judge by the inscription he left on her tomb.
[FrOm Obituary the Richmond whigI
Thus, far away Paradise,
With the holy ones of old,
Amelia, mid the hosts Of Heaven,
| Striks a harp of gold,
Where Abraham aud Isaac dwell
And Miriams songs are heard,
She StrikS it's chords, and SwellS the choir,
As tuneful, singing bird.
| To make happy quotation is thing not
easily done. Cardinal PerrOn used to say, that
the happy application of a verse from Virgil was
worth talent; and Bayle, perhaps too much
prepossessed in their favor has insinuated that
there is not less invention in a just and happy
application of thought found in n book, than
in being the first author of that thought.-Dc-
isreelFS Cu''iosities Of Literature.
LOVE THE ENTHUSIAST.
l hold it true, whate'er beiall-
feel it when sorrow most
| 'TiS better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Tennyson.
a French bonnet maker told customer who
complained of the price demanded for new
bonnet-"Consider, madam, it cost the three
sleepless nights merely to imagine it"
FINE TnoUGnT.-A French writer has said
that. ito dream gloriously, you must act glori-
ously while you are awake; and to bring angels
down to converse with you in your sleep, you
must labor in the cause ofvirtue during the day.
"CLEvERNEss and cunning are incompatible" :"
said Lord Byron. 81 never saw them united;
the latter is the resource of the weak, and is
only natural to them; children and fools are al.
ways cunning, hut clever people never"
"Pa," asked Master Charley, at breakfast,
"what is French for an egg?" "An egg, my
boy, is un-oeuJ." WELL SAID the young rogue
Immediately, 'an egg is not enough for me, for
1 want twoI"
person fond of the marvellous, told an i'm
probable story, adding as was his wont, "Did
you ever hear of that before?" 'No, sir" said
the other, "pray, did youS"
The late comet was good deal like the pro-
ductions of some of our three volume novelists--
! long tail from small head.
"Johnny, how many seasons are there?"-
''Six-spring, summer, autumn, winter, opera
seasons, and Thompson's Seasons"
ESTEEM Is LOVES FOUNDATION.
She that would raise a noble love, mvst find
Ways to beget passion for her r'ind:
She must be that which she to be would seem,
For all true love is grounded i'll esteem.
Buckingham.
WHAT AGE BRINGS WITH IT.-AS we grow old
er, it is with hearts as with heads of hair; for
one that we find rea there are nine that arc
false!
Why is fool in u high station like man in
a balloon? Because everybody appears little to
him, and he appears little to every body.