Litchfield enquirer., 1861-07-04
Communications.
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There is not iu the world one person who is appreciated by any other one person.
 This may seem rather broad assertion to start on, but, as firmly believe it to be perfect ly true. repeat that there is not in the whole world one single person whose mind and heart are fully appreciated by any other human being
 Can you enter into every nook and cranny of the soul of even the friend you love best on earth? Are there not many things which you ignore, or overlook, because you cannot compre- bend them? Are there not many things in him which even make you very angry sometimes, good friend as you are? And you say-"I know and understand him thoroughly; he is my friend have known him for years" But you have not understood you have not known and in some respects he is not yonr friend. Do you start, or see you incredulous? It is all one for the Ming is true. It is utterly impossible for any human being to comprehend another.
 When child, you have probably, often wea ried yourself in searching for two stripes of rib bon grass precisely alike. But, when childhood had worn away, I doubt if you even thought of undertaking search so vain as that for two hu- man faces in all respects similar. Equally if not more absurd is the attempt to find two minds constituted in so exactly the same manner that each could, in all things understand the other. Yet 1t is that which every one of us is daily ex- pecting to find. Lovers in their first gush of joy are confident that they have discovered their counterpart and then each opens to the other the long concealed avenues of the heart, from whose windings they either turn in disgust or, not hay ing the power to penetrate, overlook and forget. In their disappointment they draw the veil tight CT than before, and it is ten chances to one that the confidence so often rudely destroyed between lovers, is never renewed by the husband and wife even in cases where they have in something's a common ground to stand upon. The com munion they had hoped to find together is then sought with the children. The mother turns to her son. the father to his daughter; but here it is even still more rare. There is abundance of affection, and friendship, but comprehension is not to be looked for in this world Which one of us does not daily feel that he is mistaken ?-- Which one of us does not carry carefully con cealed from the eyes that would laugh him to scorn, some sentiment which no other can com prehend, which some may pity, and which many may hate? And why does not the knowledge of what we feel, yet cannot expose, make us more lenient to other people Each one of us is conscious that there is one portion of his in- ner life over which he must forever wear mask. Each knows that there is one part which he must ever keep shielded from the cruel thrusts, or needless darts of enemies, or friends. This little corner of the heart is cherished place to us. To it we retire in loneliness for company, in joy for sympathy, but from which, in grief, we can only receive an added sorrow. In fact this hidden spot is generally nick cut deeply in by some earthly trouble. It is wound that may rarely be healed, and never effaced He may be closely yelled, and thickly shielded, but time nor future joy, nor after sorrow, can never erase it, and hither we return, in our hearts isolation after every fresh disappointment, or added tronble, at each recurring visit tightening the veil, and thickening the shield And ,oeN will it be for us if. in some moment of yearning for this sympathy we shall never be fully resumed
 Each individual has the peculiar mark, whether Of sternness and pride, or of gayety and mirth
 and let him not drop it for friend or foe. for the marker can never again seem to him, who has viewed the proper face, as the man he knew be- fore. It is the beginning of distrust between friends, the giving of a weapon to an enemy. Il it is once plainly discovered that you are not the one you seem, you will henceforward be looked upon with suspicion, though all are secretly con
 scious of being in some way, similarly marked
 But notwithstanding NesArs inwardly aware oi like concealment, there are few who allow il
 even to themselves. Now why should this bt 80? Why cannot each one hold his own, apt