Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1874-06-26

It's said that an admirer Of Nelson
calling on her one day, was introduced t.
Mr.. Lee, and failed to form an exalte'
opinion'of that gentleman. 91l@i 9i
+ !. The next day the admirer made anothe
visit to the fair Adelaide, and inquired
who is that muff, Lee ?" t -b
ooh, never mind him. was the answer
he's nobody but my husband
*D n4 j, MAGGIE MITCHELL,
is Mrs. Paddock, and the mother of tive
children. Yet she plays Fanchon ant
other girlish parts, and is likely to contin
ue playing them for the next twenty years
1t is a little singular that a woman of for
ty should be able to represent sweet six
teens but she does so acceptably, and il
her audience favor the illusion nobody has
a right to complain. sa} n .s-fs :,
Mrs. HoeY, the long leading lady at Wal
lacks, is the wife of John Hoey, the, su
perintendent Of Adams Express. Few
women have been more attached to. theil
profession. She was the first woman in
the city who made elaborate dressing q
Conspicuous. feature III. her stage appear
ance. She spared no expense in her adern
ilaent- Her. HTIeg,salarg is reported to have beer
five Thousand dollars a year and she lex
pended twice as much. l,aoghsaiH ~ .s9isl
Olive Logan was for some time the, wife
of Henry A. Delille but they grew Heart
lily opposed to each other and they had nc
difficulty in livingapart.. Mrs, Delille that
was, waited until Writ Syke, who had
long been her puffer general, could be le-
gally released from his wife and children,
when she espoused him and SO confused the
nomenclature of the family that it is i'm
possible to tell whether she is Mrs. Writ
Syke OF he Mr.. Olive Logan. So eIiifsei
The general result is that the majority
barbarians have brief matrimonial engage
ments, and then return to the green room
with a new sense of freedom and an added
love for the stage.--Nep York World. III
HEARTS, are of several kinds
and of widely different natures. Fl rst
there are walled-up hearts. and these are,
of two kinds. About one kind the wall is
high and strong, and to surmount it is a
work Of extreme difficulty but if you get
inside you have entered Eden. Fragrant
and sweet, and fair as the passions seen in
dreams, is that enclosed garden, and it is
worth hard labor to gain admission there.
The ether has a wall as high and strong,
and full as hard to get over and when, at
last, with torn flesh and dislocated joints,
you have scaled it, you wish you hadn It ;
for there is nothing inside but rocks and
cold water. The trouble with these two
descriptions of heart is, that tits impossi-
BILE to distinguish the one from'the other
until you have almost worn yourself. out
in climbing the walls. Another kind of
heart is that which, having nothing
to fenceit in, lies open to the passage of
all men and cattle-a waste, unfruitful
field, of no use to any body and less to it's
"a rare creation but real one-whose
wall is low and almost hid by flowers. -
This, birds made their nests in it, and sing
as they swing upon it's swaying twigs and
festooning vines. Beyond the wall itself a
thing of fragrance, beauty and joy, lie the
enchanting gardens. Delightful bowers
invite the wayworn traveller to enter and
repose; spirits of love and beauty beckon
the sad and lonely ones to the feast of
souls, and charming light and glory no.
yer in the whole joyous all. This is the
true type OF heart.