The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1867-11-08


make my idea more comprehensive aud mate
rial, suppose influence to surround each OF US
as our various feelings and sentiments When
two belts come in contact each composed OF
similar ingredients, sort of fusion takes place
This Is sympathy. When most of the ingredi-
ents correspond and the fusion becomes COM
plete, it is friendship. Am Ineligible? (Er-
p'dndtion-At this point the opposite counsel
declared the letter perfectly unntelligible,
and IT might be. explained. The prosaicc
English couns el for Mrs. Yelverton, Sir Roundell
Palmer, positively admitted his inability
to do SO. Then" said the Lord Chan
'Mr. Attorney-General, twenty years ago
you might have found out the elucidation of
that letter.) We might have walked the ship
allnight and remained strangers, but acciden.
tally putting my shawl on for me you must have
had touch, and small cause was sufficient to
produce this long effect Now, l deduce from
this theory that, should we ever be shipped
together again. the same natural result would
take place as on board the steamer, even sup
posing that had turned negress and you Into an
Arab; so that remem brance of personal appear
ance would be at fault should we not recognize
each other by the remem brance OF feeling. We
can distinguish the tones of one instrument from
another by sound ouly, and am certain If we
meet again on board on dark night should
not know you; but if you have doubts on the
matter, you ought to have done what asked
you in my last letter but one; but you were un-
kind and would not
y,
The letters from the camp are pitiable; they
make me miserable. ! cannot sleep for seeing
all the horrors before me, and dream OF nothing
but grape.shot, round-shot, and projectiles OF
every kind. Your quiet, philosophical letter
did not convey to me the immensity of your
sutlerngs and priYations, and SINCE we are de-
priyed the pleasure of alleviatlng them in n
material way, 1t will be some comfort to you to
know that they will not be buried in oblivion.
The papers TEEN with the miserable facts and
the country is in an uproar about the gross
neglect and mismanagement, 1t may be some
consolation to you to know that you have the
deep, earnest sympathy of every true English
heart; that there are thousands who, If indi-
vidual exertion or sacrifice could redeem the
past or save the future, would, like Curtius of
old, nobly commit themselves to the yaWning
gulf, 1t is a great and noble cause you are en-
gagged in, a amomentous, solemn crisis, where every
man may know and prove himself; time to
feel what sterling qualities he has within him,
what moral as well as physical courage; a time
when he may claim Worthily to be q man, when
he may claim the honor, gratitude, and respect
of his fellow.men; "a time and tide" as Shake
speare has it, ION which a man may food on to
prosperity" If a man have any character it
will evinCe itself at this time and he will rise
on the wings OF mighty events or fall crushed
forever beneath their glorious fight-not that
every man is born what is vulgary considered a
hero. Some men have more common sense and
less rashness than poor Captain Nolan (who was
well known and deeply lamented by a dear
friend of mine); but there Is in my opinion, far
more heroism required to bear with quiet, manly
fortitude, the eXhausting, painful demands of
nature, the sudden destruction of lifelong
contracted habits and comforts, the in
sidious ravages of the two most positive
evils, cold and hunger; to contem plate
with stole self-possession the sudden
dissolution OF ones being any moment, any
hour; to be playing the frlghtful hazard of rouge
ct nor with lite for the stake for months together
in support of principle held to be noble. Such
what a glorious day it will be when these men
return to their country Deep. heartfelt well
come will greet them on every side; strangers
hitherto will regard them as tried friends; and
oh! the happy moment when, once more among
your own friends and family, the hearts that
have loved you, that have suffered with and
watched, ay, and prayed for you (for, be the uti-
mate good what it may, it is natural to human
nature), shall gladden. at your safe return; q
better nobler being than you left. / am not
mistaken in this, or never was right in nay
life; and l sometimes upbraid myself when ]
catch myself entertaining lurking wish that
you had never gone
Once more lost Surely fate is malicious
beyond measure, or we are bad steerers of our
bark. QUeJ tour elie nous joote You certainly
acted your part well and stoically. But, on,
you must let me grumbe little bit; my heart
and head are full of it; and if you will not let
me speak OF that, must be SILENT What is the
use of telling ne OF any future reality You
are a ghost, phantom, a coinage of my brain
| that is ALL bright, lovable one at first, now
become painful and torturIng. Transit, Vectis
|
Major YelyePton was expected by one of
| these transport shps.l
| i waited for you every day, every hour, and
| every minute OF the hour. / sat IN my tower OF
| observation with q long lookout at sea. | saw
| a ship come in and 1t said, Il am the TransiV-
| what a falsehood watched the little boats
come and 60 from it. All delusion took one
| OF them and went near. wished all the men
| had been sick and wounded, that l might have
boarded her. Horrid wish! return to my
| tower and watch and wait again. A voice-a
| seraph's it may be--whispers "You are wanted
| beloW.n Down / swim in q delicious dream,
| repeating mockingly-"Trust no future, how
| ever pleasant etc. do trust it; l know it is
| pleasant. My head is in a whirl of something
| very pleasant, l don't know what; but IL Is not
| impassabilty or emotionlessness; but he would
| scold me for want OF stOicism; no; and am on
the threshold. see the personidcation of my
| ideal-my floating dream? my myth ?-the sun
light on the stream of my thoughts Such q
| reality? God forbid II is the three-tailed
| Pasha, with eyes as bright and wild as those ol
the hyena. He is like tame tiger, whom
| come 10 tease but am dreadfully afraid OF his
bite; and the end of it all was the sun setting
| not rising, and the ship sailing off, and then
awoke. Was it not painful dream?
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The first principle OF intellectual advancement
is that in which it is most active. The great
secret of developing the faculties is to give then
much to do and much inducement to do it.
| Life must become as a feather in the balance
| where there is an object to be gained; and Whai
is life without an object? for one do not value
| it. must have intenser joys than the mere fac
| of eating, drinking, and sleeping The anxiety
III feel, and the apparently hopeless position
have GOT into, only serve to excite my imagina
| tiOn and rouse every faculty OF my mind. have
| but one object in view, aud that has taken full
and entire possession OF me-. Every. day 1t grows