Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1859-01-27
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at is much easier to get into quarrel than
to get out oft" In the year 1908, some sol
dier of the Commonwealth of Modena ran away
with a bucket from public well belonging to
the State of Bologna. This implement might be
worth shilling, but it produced quarrel which
was worked up into long and sanguinary war.
Henry, the King of Sardinia, assisted the Node.
ncse to keep possession of the bucket. and in
one of the battles he was made prisoner. His
father, the Emperor, offered chain of gold that
would encircle Bologna, which is seven miles in
compass, for his sons ransom, but in vain.-
After twenty-five years Imprisonment he pined
away! His monument is now extant in the
church of the Dominicans. This fatal bucket
is still exhibited in the tower of the cathedral of
Modena, inclosed in an iron cage.
ALI the performances ofhuman art, at which
we look with praise or wonder, Nre Instances of
the resistless force of perseverance,. It is by
this that the quarry becomes palace, and that
distant countries are united by electric wires.
If a man were TO compare the single stroke of n
pickaxe, or of one impression with the spade,
with the general design and last result, he
would be overwhelmed by the sense oftheir dis
proportion; yet these petty operations, inces-
sanity continued, in time Surinount the greatest
difficulties, and mountains levelled and
oceans bounded by the slender force of human
beings.
SOMEBODY complains that the race of old Ia
dies is extinct; there is so little veneration for
age, nowadays, that they keep entirely out of
sight. The past century ahOuuded in examples
OF brilliant and cheerful old ladies' presiding over
circles distinguished for wit, intelligence, and
good manners. There is not a woman of fifty,
now, who would dare, i'll speaking Of her youth,
to employ the charming mot OF Madame de Def
FAINT" Once upon time, when was wo-
man"
READEns.-Colcridge classifos readers as fol-
lowS:-"l. Sponges, who absorb all they read,
and return it nearly in the same state, only a
little dirted. .. Sand glasses, who retain no.
thing, and are content to get through book for
the sake of fgetting through the time. 3. Strain
bags. who retain merely the dregS of what they
read. 4. Moral diamonds, equally rare and pro-
iitable, who profit by what they read, and ena-
bIe others to profit BY it also"
Hrnr is copy ofan original letter picked up
in one Of the streets of Des Moines--out West:
-"des Moines iowa nov L. 1S57-my Dear
misS-the pleasing prospect ] have of taking
you out Staying the first good snow that comes
is enough to lift my sole above the sortid vani-
ties of this whorld with such an intelligent
young lady rs you are. yours in love purity
and fidelity E.
JUsT as an auctioneer in Hartford was saying
"Gone" a few evenings since, his audience went
through the floor into the cellar, but happily,
without hurting any of them. Tho auctiOner,
as soon he found his legs, remarked that the
accident would enable him to sell lotcsr than be-
fore, and called for bid and they bid him good
night"
''No ones enemy but his own" runs rapidly
through his means; calls, in Il friendly way, on
his friends for bonds, BAIL and security involves
his nearest kin; leaves his wife beggar, quar-
ters his orphans upon the public; aud, after en-
juying himself to his last guinea, entails lie OF
poverty, if not disgrace, upon his kindred.
FRAxcls EGEnToN, Duke of Bridgewater, never
would let any one come to him-he would al
ways go to them; "lor," said he, elf they come
10 me they may stay as long as they please: ii
go TO them can stay as long as please.
a learned young lady, the other evening. as
toniShed the company by asking for the loan
of a diminutive, argcnteOus, truncated cone, con-
yex on its summit, and setni-periorated with
symmetrical indcntations." She wanted thin
bic.
"wILb you give me that ring?' said a village
dandy to lady "for it resembles my love for
YOU it has no end" excuse me sir. was the
of mine for you: it has no beginning"
ISSocgScE- What a power there is in inno-
cencc, whose very helplessness is its safeguard;
in whose presence even Passion himself stands
abashed, and stands worshippcr at the very altar
he came to despoil.
NEVER seek to be intrustcd with your friends
secret, for no how faithfully you may keep it
you will be liable in a thousand contingencies
TO the suspicion Of having betrayed it.
a New READlNc.-My friend, I" "endeavor to
do your duty in that station of life TO which it
has pleased Fate to kick you"
A Mas of age, said Lord Bolingbroke, has no
time to lose, because he has little time TO live.
tnan Of your age has no time to lose, because
he has so much to do.
Discretion in speech is more than cloquence.
Motioa of Dissolution.