Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1859-03-05


anger turned into laugh, and 50 um alive to
tel my story, and humby beg you will aever.
peper, inisprint me again. Do you promise
Then will proceed.
i see you ore a reader ofthe Atlantic Month
ly. Pray did you particularly notice Holmes
article in the Feb No, and his ideas upon con-
versaton1 He lays il out.lnto "strata' three
deep" and then gives us his own mental move
meut in this order First the "Menta Soprano
following womau's talking" Second part or
aMental Barytoncf-his own running accom-
pauimenl. Third, or Mental Busso, the low
grumble of an importunate idea, selI-repeatog
Then he goes on to illustrate. womnn ex-
paiiaies upon dress, white satin" gold brace |
let's &C. Ills own accompaniment, (most pro-
badly with n smile and deerential air. runs
like this, Deuce take her Hear her chatterF
Then he digresses TO abuse family portrait
hanging against the wall. Now comes in the
grand old Basso, the utterance Of his own fame
thirstiHg nature. "Late at lecture, late, late!
All, yesl there's the secret lie longs to be a.
way, where crowds shall hang upon his voice,
aud in their rapt attention, he may quaf nectar
worthy Of god Ten 10 one, the woman was
neither young nor pretty, aud that the mau has
wife who is both
The idea, however, is ingenious and beautiful,
only, not strictly true l do not quarrel with
his disgust for silly gossip-his contempt for Il
soul which only grows enthusiastic over silks
and laces. Within the experience of every
thinking mind, are moments of like vexation,
when politeness only kept the ear so tortured
aud enslaved; and how often has the importu-
nate idea pierced the Intervening strata, aud
rising to the surface, betrayed that the cenver-
saliou had been all too light to engross your
nobler SELF aud your own idea has ut last as
serted its superiority in defiance Of etiquette.
But it is to the Professors arrangement of
strata as to gerder, would object; for often is
the upper strata, this Mental Soprano, carried
on by the Masculine voice, anl all the more ri
diculousy, that it is in a Iulsetto And the
grand idea, lying at the bottom ol the structure,
may he the feminine component part, giving
never met a woman. who had the power to so
engross him as to bind these strata into one
perfect whole, making him content to listen aao-
tber hour, despite waiting audience | Will he
not concede, that there may be Soprano, as
worthy TO be heard as any thunderiog Basso,
and to which the intermediate Barytone, would
never mutter,--' Deuce take the womaul" How
often does it happen, even where the upper stra-
Ia belongs Of necessity to the wonanIy intellect,
that even she originates a thou. .ght which being
seized upon by the masculine mind, is develop
ed aud perfected, until it becomes lever to
move the world!
Oh, l hope you won't tell the Professor, that
l, as champion Of my sex, have taken up the
ruigel against him, for | want to live to fight
unother day Aud yet, really like the man,
aud his most caustlc sarcasm would please Ine
more than many an inslduous hattery from 9th
er sources. Perhaps, he may yet make the
"amende honorable" through the young lady
who is SO 500" to occupy the vacant chair" ut
the " Breakfast Table" Mons TerrOns.
Speaking of authors, tn. loss which the world
has sustained in the recent death OF Prescott,
has been more fully realized by me- from Il Q
circumstance, that was just now engrossed IN
the reading of his histories, and looking for the
appearances of the work upon which he was last
e.gaged,--" Phillip the Second In all ages of
the word, there has existed some prevailing
form of hero worship; aud it is at the shrines
of oratory aud of authorship, We most of US al
present pay our alteration. With what crowds
of enthusiasts does the man of genius or of
talent fill the world Enthusiasts whose
thoughts give thrill for thrill TO his, who glory
in each new success, who feel noble pride in
him. whose ethereal essence has so infused itself
into their own, that, when he dies it seems
part OF self had gone. Oh, it is proud, and
b ppy thing to leave this impress Oh the world
Aud sweet must be the dying hours of such a
man. He leaves his race ennobed by his IiGe
Earth is bcttered for oil time, aud, under God,
his hand has helped to symmetrze eternity.
Somebody says, the greatest success of life
is happy heart" How to achieve that sue
INOSS 10 pIODlSiH WHtCH HdS Oc6H DClOTt tuc
world since its creation; and how many of us
arc deluded into a wearisome chase OF pain
ted butterfly, which, in our eugerness we crush
as We grasp How much better would it be
il instead of happiness, We sought for peace!-
There is an instinct in every human heart which
teaches US dstrust Of what we call our joys
We feel that we owe tlthe of cur lives to
misfortune;' and who Of Us has not felt pro.
phetic dread, when for any length of time, we
have been unusually light of heart, and nothing
has occurred to rex us? In the jesting remark
of gentleman, whom met to-day. was an ex
preston Of this very sentiment " 1t will storm
tomorrow, there are SO many ladies in the street
to-day" The idea was "odorous of the ark :
bat its philosophy for the first time occurred tC
me. The sky was all too eloudIess the atmos
phere too bland, the scene too gay it could moi
last. 1t is not a little curious to trace these
common sayings home to the metaphysical
truths from whence they sprang; yet, after al
our study how little do we knuyF nf tha work