Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1859-11-02

memorable, as the speech of Emmet
aesp---
"THE PaoFEssoR," in his last delightful break
fast conversation, pays some beautiful tributes
to the symputhizing spirit and gentle heart Of
woman. Gould tribute be paid more delicatcly
land yet how POLITICALLY fervcnt is every word y
than this?-'T sometimes think women have a
sixth sense, which tells them that others, whom
they cannot see or hear, are in suffering. How
surely we find them at the bedside OF the dying!
How strongly does Nature plead for them, that
we-should draw our first breath in their arms,
as we sfgh~away our last upon their faithful
breasts!" This 8as his reflection when COM
ing out of the chamber of the poor crippled,
Little Gentleman, who was on his diving bed,
late at night, he met Iris walking in her sleep
and instinctively directing her footsteps to the
door of the sick-room. No poet could have
idealized more felicitous arrangement of cir>
cumstances under which to utter his admiration
for womans tender sympathy, and even 10itA
such arrangement of circumstances, none could
have uttered admiration more beautifully or
touchiugly than that above.
The Little Gentleman grows worse, and gems
tie, tenderhearted Iris is constantly by his bed.
side as he lies (poor withercd, deformed, scnsi-
tive wretch) waiting and longing for death to
come AS tho Professor feels his pulse and
speaks of the symptoms of his fatal sickness.
she hangs upon his words, us though more than
her ow1fslife depended upon them. The Pro-
fessor notes all this even more atteutive!y than
he watches his patient and he thus speaks of
her, again: "She had that genius of ministra-
ton which is the special pioneer of certain wo-
men, marked even among their helpful sisters
by asoft, low voice, a quiet foot fall, light
hand, cheering smile aud ready selfsurren-
der to the objects OF their care, which such tri.
ties as their own food, sleep, or habits of any
Kind never presume to Interfere with
Here is the true and highest praise of wo-
man. 1t is better than all the silly fattery and
insane adulatiOn ever expended upon her raven
tresses, and bright eyes, and rosy cheeks, and
dimpled chin and sylph-liks form. II is iust
such praise as tho sensible ones of our fair
readers (and we have many such) would most
wish to have. 1t is such, too, as they can
easiest win, if they are only true to their wo>
mans nature.
Iris is but an ideal creature, yet the Professor
knew how to create her TO make her loved
She may have had beautiful face and fairy's
form, but in reading of her, we forget the at.
fractions of her person, aud look Only-whero
the Professor naks US lOok--into her pure soul,
where is her chierest beauty. There our highs
est administration is fixed, whilst tho form and
face of Iris are forgotten. 1t is the spontaneous
movement of the heart which makes US love
what is good and beautiful in the spirit of an
ideal being, such as she vas. Therefore it was
that the "PrOIessor," in creating this child Of
his mind, did not study to give adornmcnt and
grace to her person. He arrayed her in the
superior grace Of fine spirit. Beautiful, he
surely wished her TO be, but this WIS the high.
est beauty that could DC given 10 her. So it is
the truest beauty of all women, and is not less
80 in The real thun ip the fictitious one.