LADIES' AMULET. - Monroe County Library System
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FOR THE OKU .AND <strong>AMULET</strong>.<br />
THE BLIND ATTORNEY.<br />
BT HIT. A. C. CATHROP.<br />
A* the sun was sinking to the western sky on a beiu<br />
fiful evening, in the delightful spring season, two brother<br />
sat by an open window, engaged in earnest and solemn<br />
conversation. One of them was totally blind. He was in<br />
*h« blooai of youth, had nearly finished a clerkship-term in<br />
law, had married him a beautiful and lovely wife, was<br />
just arranging his circumstances to commence the practice<br />
of law, when his eyes grew dim, and ultimately, owing to<br />
a want of attention, and to the multitude of his cares and<br />
rftudies, he became wholly and hopelessly sightless.' Oh !<br />
what were the sorrows ol his heart, as day by day, the sun<br />
arose, but shed no light for him. He mourned n.o£ for him<br />
ttelf alone,, but fop that dearer self, his beloved bride!—<br />
And she tr to ! How often did her scalding tears fall upon<br />
•lis ferer ed brow, as she bent over him, while she attempted<br />
to sootfee him by the tones and words of her gentle<br />
lore ! 7 fine wore on slowly, while he expended'the little<br />
.property wkkh was designed to help him, in the pursuit of<br />
Hisprofe jsioo. He heard of the celebrated Eye Infirmary<br />
io Roch ester, wfcrcre many blind were caused to see, by the<br />
skill of 'tfee ^e|l knpwn oculist Dr. MURK. Thither he<br />
hent hi> ; toonrsfi, but with no avail. He returned home to<br />
hi* di' njonapjate wife, without obtaining material aid.—<br />
.Hear mgiof flie English oculist in New York City, he hurled-<br />
jffTrtojdace himself under his care. Instead of r^ceiv-<br />
B ' Muefit (from his medicines and prescriptions, he was<br />
reu ' teirodfar .worse by them. Many a night did his faithful<br />
eomj>an.ip,n .watch by his bedside, while neither of .them<br />
io1 ' .nil sepose ! Nature was nearly over-powered, and<br />
HC e'-dlmost .extinct, from grief, pain and exhaustion. Po-<br />
T j«>4y^tared ftem in the face, and they wished for death<br />
1 oiitdliver them from their sorrows. At length sympathi.z-<br />
' Kjgffriends .temporarily relieved them from the punching<br />
kand.of poverty, until his pains left him, though his blind-<br />
•ess,remained.<br />
'Soon after this he camo to enjoy the hospitality and kind-<br />
•MBS ofihb youngest brother, who was officiating as a minister<br />
of .the gospel in a dbtant parish, and who, though uniwacried,<br />
had invited him to come to the place of hjs abode,<br />
ta>nd share w,it\ihim the pittance ihe received lrom the paj-<br />
.jsh for a living. On the evening spoken of, tjjey were<br />
tongrossed in conversation. The blind man was complaining<br />
• of his hard fate, and mourning over his ,aad lot, while hit<br />
'brother was attempting to cheer and soothe his spirits.—<br />
A\ the dictation of the blindman, who is naturally a lover<br />
of (h e Muses, that have frequently visited him of late, to<br />
fejess and charm him with their songs, his brother, to please<br />
,l»im, and to while the dark and heavy hours away, comby<br />
his assistance, the following<br />
POETICAL DIALOGUE,<br />
BROTHER,<br />
JSow bright the sun is shining.<br />
As down the golden west,—<br />
With gentle pace declining,<br />
He mildly sinks to rest.<br />
The azure sky is clear to-night,—<br />
The snow reflects its gaze,<br />
And answering to the mellow light<br />
The old church windows blaze ?<br />
BMlfDMAN.<br />
Ai! why re-call the brightness,<br />
To me, who have no sight ? •<br />
Why thus, in thy heart/s lightness,<br />
Dost thou seek mine*to light ?<br />
-Tome, there's nought but sorrow—•><br />
A cheerless night of gloom!<br />
No hope dawns on the morrow,<br />
But from the narrow tomb !<br />
-The sun may shine, but not for me,—<br />
On me he smiles in vain,<br />
Oh!'never! never shall I see,<br />
His glorious face again!<br />
,0h! for the grave! to lie down there—<br />
With flowers above my head!<br />
How glad, to leave my sorrows here,<br />
And rest among the dead I<br />
BKOTHXK.<br />
Ah! say not so, By brother,<br />
But still thy murmuring heart j<br />
These doleful feeling smother,<br />
And act a wiser part.<br />
This morn, the sky was overspread,<br />
With clouds that dropt in tears!<br />
So sorrows gather round thy head,<br />
And veil thine early years.<br />
Tny morning sky is clouded,—<br />
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THE GEM AND <strong>LADIES'</strong> <strong>AMULET</strong>.<br />
Thy fondest hopes enshrouded,<br />
In Egypt's darkest night.<br />
But God can drive these shades away,<br />
And brighten yet thine eye—<br />
As yonder planet's loveliest ray,<br />
That gilds the western sky.<br />
Tho' hope or joy may never<br />
.Illume thy pathway here,->-<br />
Tho' closed thine eye for ever,<br />
On all thy heart holds dear—<br />
Remember in yon blessed clime,<br />
Thou mayest His glory Iee f<br />
Who shuts thine eye through coming time,<br />
But opens it eternally!<br />
I FOB THE CEM AND <strong>AMULET</strong>.<br />
LIKES TO WINTER.<br />
BV D. C. ROBERTS.<br />
The last sad dirge-like tone<br />
Of dying Autumn fades upon mine ear<br />
And ushers in old Winter cold and dreary<br />
And the North wind's wild moan!<br />
Now view the ice-bound earth,<br />
Far as the eye can range the whitened waste,<br />
Sweet Summer's fleeting beauties are erased,<br />
And all is blight and dearth.'<br />
Far through the frozen sky,<br />
Sails the dim day-star with a sickly glow)<br />
While soft and silent falls the fleecy «now,<br />
And shuts earth from the eyes.<br />
The hills and verdant vales<br />
AH feel the ravage of the years' grim king,<br />
As 'mongthe woods and bowers in echoes ring<br />
The notes of struggling gales!<br />
And high the snow drifts pile<br />
Their bleak banks o'er the lea, and where the stream<br />
Whilom, disported and with ruddy gleam,<br />
Mirror'd the HI iy's smile.<br />
So from yon cottage roof<br />
Up curies the dusky smoke, betokening joy<br />
And peace to those' within, without alloy,<br />
From cold and storm aloof.<br />
A cirele round the hearth,<br />
Ye blessed gailess ones,—pile high the fire !<br />
Quaff the .new wine, and tune the rustic lyre,<br />
To songs of joy a,nd mirth!<br />
. Then welcome, winter's reign,<br />
Since thou dost bring to mortals blissful hours;<br />
Welcome to thy rude sway earth's summer bowers—<br />
Thrice welcome back again!<br />
FOR THJB G£lp AND AMULIT,<br />
SONG j—»It J9 4ho Ho?r.<br />
It is the hour, the elysian hour,<br />
Wbon star-lit skies unveil {heir light,—<br />
When sparkling dew-drops kiss the flow'r,<br />
That opos its lips to fragrant night.<br />
It is the hour when sweetest sleep<br />
Shuts the eye-lids of the soul,—<br />
And love her lonely vigils.keep,<br />
And pensive stillness holds control.<br />
It is the hour when fancy wingi<br />
Her curblcss course in softest dreams,—<br />
When happiness, melodious, sings,<br />
And earth has lost its wonted scenes.<br />
It is the hour when memory wakes<br />
Her thousand phantoms of the past,—<br />
Whenjoycund youth comes back and takes<br />
Its lightning-glance, and ^adep as fait.<br />
It it the hour when music's voice<br />
Bc-echo's through the glittering hall,-r-<br />
When pleasure bids her sons rejoice,<br />
Andirirth prolongs her pleasing call.<br />
It is the hour when beauty's form<br />
Moves to the viol's siren song,<br />
When hopei are fair and hearts are Wfyrm,<br />
Aud thoughtless folly guide* the throng.<br />
G. X. W.<br />
Hannah Moore was once expressing .to Doctor<br />
Johnson her surprise that Milton, who wrote the<br />
Paradise Lost, should wiite such poor sonnets.<br />
Madam, said Johnson, Milton was a man who<br />
could cut a colossus from a rock, but he' could not<br />
carve heads upon cherry stones.<br />
It is of no use to grumble about the vicissitudes<br />
of this life; but it is of great consequence to our<br />
happiness if we can have philosophy of mind to<br />
encounter all it3 varying scenes wilh pleasantness<br />
and fortitude.<br />
MARRIAGES.<br />
InPonfield, on the momipg of the 12th fnftant, by Rev,<br />
Tryon Edwards, WILLIAM A. REYNOLDS, of ihu city,<br />
to SOPHIA C. CLABK, eldest daughter ot the late Mr*.<br />
In this city, on the evening of the 12th instant, by Bev,<br />
»> Whitehouse, MORTIMER F, REYNOLDS, to<br />
MARYE. HART, daughter of ROJWCII Hart, Esq. formerly<br />
of this city, deceased.<br />
In this city, on the 10th instant, by the Rev. Mr. Church,<br />
Mr. Joseph P. Cox, lo Miss Lucy Gridlcy.<br />
In this citv. on Friday morning, the 1st instant,, by the<br />
Bev. Elisha Tucker, Mr. RODNEY L ADAMS, toMiS<br />
^MARTHA ANN SOUTH WORTH, all of this city.<br />
Iu this city, on the 6th instant, bjrthe Rev. Mr. Hall,<br />
Mr/R. F. WARREN, to Miss AMANDA M. BROWN,<br />
a 0°n the Stl/instant, by the Bev. Mr. Church, Mr.•William<br />
Cooper, of Lockpovt, to Miss Sarah Harrison, of Ro-<br />
° By BeY. P. Church, Mr. Samuel Gravely, to Mrs. Marj<br />
Hayes, both of this city.<br />
Also, by the same, Mr. Robert Truesdale, to Miss Mary<br />
Miner, both of this city. ^ t „ . „<br />
On Thursday evening, 7lh instant, by thr Rev. A. G,<br />
Hall, Mr, EDWARD R. LUCE, to Miss MARY ALVI-<br />
BA, daughter of the late Ira Carpenter, all of this city.<br />
In this city, on the 7th instant, by the Rev. P. Church,<br />
Mr. F. Davis, t<br />
Miss Nancy Sheldon, all of the above place.<br />
In Ridgeway, on the 24th lustant, by tha Rev. Asa Warreu,<br />
Mr. Hiram G. Hibbard, of Lancaster, Erie county, to<br />
Miss Harriet Sophia Mason, of Ridgeway.<br />
In Barre, on the 2d instant, by the Rev. Mr. Crawford,<br />
Mr. Samuel La Mont, of Gaines, to Miss Laura Phelps, of<br />
the former place.. .•<br />
In Coshoctou, Ohio, by the Bev. Mr. Rice, Mr.Thqma#<br />
Flg, to Min Catharine Conley, both of that place.<br />
pOMPTROLLER'S OFFICE, Albany, 10th of Qqto<br />
VJ ber, 1840.—NOTICE.—Lands sold for arrears of t«W<br />
,in May and June, 1629, pursuant to title 3, chapter 13, jiiwt<br />
A, of the revised statutes. I hereby give notice, Ihatna-<br />
4a«s,ihe lands sold for arrear* of taxes at the sale aboio<br />
mentioned, shall be redeemed on or before the ilSth day of<br />
June next, by paying into the Treasury tho amount for<br />
which the respective parcel* or tracts of land were sold,<br />
together with Interest at the rate of ten per cent per annum<br />
irom the date of sale until the day of redemption, such land<br />
so sold and remaining unredeemed, will, on application, b»<br />
conveyed to the purchaser.<br />
oct30 Iaw6w BATES C00KE, Comptroller.<br />
THE GEM AND <strong>AMULET</strong><br />
IS PUBLISHED SEMI-MONTHLY, AT ROCHESTER, N. J., BY<br />
SHEFARD &. STRONG.<br />
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