The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1870-07-14

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I remember, ladies and gentlemen,
as though it were yesterday-possibly
some of my friends here may remember
my having mentioned the circumstance
two weeks ago-I perfectly recollect a
beautiful afternoon in early summer,
when | accompanied my young and
newly married friends, Mr. and Mrs,
Noddy, to the boat by which they start
ed on their wedding tour, shall not
attempt to describe their feelings on
that occasion, being well aware that
such sentiments could not be brought
down to the prosaic rules of description
No artist can paint drops Of water ris-
ing and falling from the fountain, be-
cause the drops are never quiet. No
artist can paint the feelings Of those who
have recently achieved fame, because
such emotions are excited and restless,
or the emotions of those who have been
suddenly elevated from poverty to
wealth, because such sentiments are va
rious and changeabs. Neither can the
artist paint the emotions of those who
have recently been married, because
such feelings are boisterous and rampa-
geOus; tor have no doubt that hope
not only smiled on Mr.. and Mrs. Nod
dy, but laughed outright and shouted
for joy in the hearing of their own souls,
and everything around was colored and
decorated with roses, and l don't know
bul that they were embelIished by the
more fashionable tints of Magenta and
Solferino; but shall not go too minute
ly into the subject of the wedding tour,
They went to Niagara, the majestic
to Montreal, neat but not gaudy; and
returned to view Lake George, the love.
ly Eden of American scenery, and visit
ed Saratoga on their way The tour
had been delightful, and the tourists
were happy. If there was anything re-
markable in the conduct of the parties
Immediately concerned, it would be re.
markable only to ignorant bachelors,
poor suufowers, who look very bright
aud gaudy, but are always miserable,
because they flourish only upon the
stem. (Laughter) To the married,
to those who know what it is to have
two hearts beating in unison, to have
two souls linked together by the magic
influence OF the wedding ring, and all
the rest of that stuff and nonsense,
(laughter), it will not be remarkable
Mrs. Noddy's husband was incensed
because her husband was fidgety about
her health, and persuaded her always to
take another shawl when she went to
ride, and performed other things of the
same character, which corroborates the
old proverb touching new brooms and
their performances. Uaughter.) Let
it suffice to say they were profoundly
happy. The time spent in the country
had been pleasant. To be sure, they
spent money, but what to them was
money! Is not love in itself an mex
haustible treasured
They came. home, and thSn it was
that the dream of the honeymoon be-
gan insensibly to fall to pieces. But
how much more permanent happiness
would young people secure to them
selves if they would only understand
that how beautiful soever poetry may
be, il really will not wash, daughter,
and is not the best to stand by after all,
Nobody can expect to sustain life on
sylabub and whipped cream only, but
must come back to first principles, and
depend on roast beef. and similar solids
Once at home, Mr.. Noddy began again
to put on his harness, and to take his
place in bank and to work in bank il
prosaic, and ignores poetry. Mrs. Nod
dy, who unfortunately had nothing tc
do with banks, and therefore had nj
counter-irritant to cure her of her poe
try, still dreamed the dream of super
t natural happiness, and expected daily
when Thomas returned from his bust
ness, to have that dream realized.
, She was naturally little disappoint'
ed occasionally One evening, for ex
ample, after dinner, Mr.. Noddy began
, to read the newspaper; he had not NOR
than casually glanced at one for sll
weeks, but tonight he felt like positive
ly reading one. Mrs. Noddy kissed
him on the forehead, and waited to Sc
the effect of the little manure, where
upon Mr.. Noddy turned his head back
: ward and asked to be kissed little low
er down on the face, which being done
do you know the brute returned to hi
= newspaper! Naughter.) Why, wha
Oh earth, what had come over the man
During the honeymoon he would hav
3 instantly thrown aside the newspaper
drawn her up to him, ana made her 81
upon his knee, where they would hav
whispered together and he would hay
kissed her hundred times! Nonsense