The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1879-07-08

Tor the time subduea. and nil tho world
seemed to be charmed to silence TINT lie
mig bit be heard. 4.
The sounds and the mountain scenes were.
deiigbtiui. j n sight was the habitation OF
the dead, where all was serene md peace.
iul, and could but feel that some mpste-
rious communion between them and the life
around them must still exist; for it can
hardly be that such inspirations as I en-
ioyed must be to the happy sleepers all In
vain. am thankful for the night. in the.
village OF the Spaltans. al, b l.
THE LAST Scene TRANSPORTATION AND IT'S
,uaxg ~! MORAL Sos. ~
h Aud now let me speak OF the concluding
scene OF my. part in the memorable rail.
ROAD festival in N orth Carolina. At night,
lust after Iejving the happy and prosper,
Gus village. the company sought rest in the
sleepers. The berth above Inc was assigned
to friend OF mine, citizen OF Green's
boro', who is both a philosopher and states
man. To his other merits he adds thar OF
being my friend y, and 1 continued CONVEX
Sation with him ~ he tired himself for bed.
he is not handsome. III night-gownt and
with, his bodily outlines set flee in their
sWagging and uhgainly proportions, be was
no model OF symmetry and grace. Yet lie
had the mind and the knowledge that made
his society attractive. His was not the up
pearance thatwould interest young widows.
But saw him slowed away, and by and by
heard him snorc, as sm sure did myself.
A pleasant, nights rest followed. Iawoke
early, and was pleased to hear my friend
soon after stirring. I was glad and
looked up to see him descend. J.. Imagine my
surprise to see a pair OF symmetrical legs
clad in blue, which was not the color OF the
drapery OF my friend: and, furthermore, to
| see them come down rapidly and strike the
| floor with rebound which showed an &C.
| tiyity that admired. Then saw that the
| friend OF mine whom saw TO bed and heard
snore had undergone a Transformation equal
| to that OF FAUST in the opera. [ was en-
tranccd. beheld the new man with admi-
ration. congratulated him: A more pro-
per gentleman / had not seen for long
| time. / fellcitatcd myself upon what saw.
| 1t seemed that the time for the transforma-
lions we read OF in fable. had come. Here
was my unaffected, unprctcndiug friend
who really had 10 his personal pu'chritude
nothing 10 be proud oi-transformed into Il
comely chcvaller-a man for gallantry and
love and heroism! II such things may be,
who shall despair!
| These reflections were deeply Interesting
me until it began TO appear That II de!u-
sion it was it would he enduring. Sudden
ly l was cruelty aroused from my dream by
The emerging OF my sane old friend from
another car! What situation for me. The
fond romance which could not fail to have
delighted any old NAN was dashed and cX-
Dloded like bubble into thin air. My first
sensation was rage. Like MACBETH, /
Srasped at the intrenchant air for dagger
with evil intent upon my friend, thinking
it we're better he were dead than such ro-
nance should be destroyed.
Well. well. little pause inspired better
train OF thought. and | utilized the event
into practical moral. Here, SAID |, is a
lesson which teaches the shadowy and
cvancscent nature OF the vain concclts
OF those who look for transformations and
sudden good fortune which bring hoped-for
pleasures and brilliant successes and
Astounding wealth to those whose vanltics
are cvel leading them, like JACK with his
lantern, into ineXtricabe troubles. The hon
est and untlagcing engineer OF the Spartan
burg and Asnevlle railroad, gives the exam
PIC to be cmuatcd. he acquires the grand
objects OF promoting the happiness OF man
ana increasing tile power OF The Common
wealth by cutting through hills and climb
ing sharp grades with a consistency and In
dustrY that cannot be batlled. Better follow
his lead than attempt the metamorphosis oil
my philosopher friend OF Greensboro. One
is real, the other delusiye. RAMBLER.