Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1860-12-12

Moroecal, as ne seated hlmSelf by our side IN
the court room one day last Beek-"what's
the news? Do you really think they are GO
ing to dissolve the Union?" Don't talk so
loud Mordecai" we replied; Andy Lewis, the
Court Crier. is shakink his head menaciDgly at
US ''Well wont talk loud any more Mr..
Editor" said Mordecai That's right Nor
decai, we replied, "and as you have now re-
covered breath. tell me how are all the folks
at Monkbarns; and especially how is old JON
athon, young Jonathoa aud the pretty School
Mistress. ''All well." replied Mordecai-
8 especially the pretty School Mistress, and
trust in heaven she may ever be So" why
Mordecai'' said we sit is an extraordinary
thing to hear an old bachelor like you, speak
so enthusiastically of a youug girl of sixteen
or eighteen, for | suppose that is about her
age, from what you have told me. She must
be divine creature indeed to excite SO much
enthusiasm in her favor in your old breast"
That's 50 Mr.. Editor" rejoined Mordecai,
''She is divine creature, and nothing else
For beauty, she has no superior am certain
in the world; and then she is so sweet, SO
gentle and condescending in her loyeliness
She is not creature of the enthusiastic ro-
mancer's imagination, but being made to be
loved by all young and old; for her face is
but mirror which reflects the beauty of the
soul within" "Why Mor1ecai" we replied,
''yoa interest me very much; can't you give
me brief description of he- charms" "No,
Mr.. Editor, replied Mordecai, 'that is ippos-
sible. But will endeavor to do the best l
can. Well then, Mr.. Editor, her form is
faultless; her cheeks rival the bloom of the
full blown rose; her teeth are of pearly white
ness; Ter lips-but won't attemt their des-
cription-and her eyes Mr.. Editor; wish you
to live and die happy, and therefore hope you
may never encounter their gaze. But to in-
ish the description, her foot to judge from
seeing it only once slyly peeping from beneath
her hoops, is small, very small, and her voice
like that of Miss Annie Laurie, about whom
Mordecai, we replied, if your description be
correct, great many of the young gentlemen
around Monkbarns doubtless can truly ex-
claim in the words of the song from which you
have just quoted; "She's all the world to me-"
But Mordecai, think at your time of life,
your mind should be the chronicler of more
serious thoughts, than those called up by ga
zing on young girl, fair though she be
In word, you should fix your thoughts
less on this world, and more on Heaven"
''Nr. Editor" replied Mordecai, Il don't
pretend to be devout man, but if l were,
would not think that l was committing a
crime. or offending my Creator. by admiring
in the right spirit, this beautiful work
of his hands. In admiring the the creature
would feel that was honOring the Creator
Why has our Creator made any of his crea-
lures beautiful and fai- to gaze upon; or why do
the ocean, the majestic mountain, the thunder
storm, excite in our breasts emotions Of admir-
alton of sublimity and awe? Because they
tell of the surprising beauty and power and
majesty of Him who created them, and are
therefore intended to arouse the true spirit of
Divine Love in our breasts Thus a truly de-
Won't man while gazing on beautiful natural
object, whether animate or inanimate, would
naturally ask himself-if the creature be so
beautiful, what must the Creator be? and at
once be lost in wonder, love, alteration and
praise. 1 therefore, Mr.. Editor, think that
if were all you say should be, would be
committing no offence in admiring the charms
of the pretty School Mistress" Il believe
you are right Mordecai," we replied, and one
of the sublimest ofour English Poeis, doubt
less entertained similar thoughts when he e1
claimed;
''How wonderful. how intricate is man,
How passing wonder He who made him such"
That is doubtless very sublime Mr.. Edi-
tor, said Mordecai, but to return to the pret-
ty schoolmistress She is as good as she is
fair. By special invitation, 1 called around
the other day. to see her in her schoolroom.
l found her the centre of what might be cal
led happy family, for all her pupils love her.
never until then believed, that it was far
better and easier to rule by love than fear.
wish MIR. Editor you could behold her in
that schoolroom, ruling with the wand ..of love
that youthful group. many Of whom are often
so rude, insolent and boisterous, even beneath
the gaze Of their parents. You would then
agree With NC, that he will be happy man