nt to the other, and back again;
flats, sharps, and most appropriate 'naturals,' spattered all over
the page. The essential spirit of discord seems to be let loose on
our modern music. Music to soothe! the idea is obsolete. There is
music to excite, much to irritate one, and much more to drive a
really musical soul stark mad; but none to soothe, save that which
is drawn from the hiding-places of the past. There is no repose,
no refreshment to the mind, in our popular compositions. There is
to us more of touching pathos, heart-thrilling expression, in some
of the old psalm-tunes, feelingly played, than in a whole batch of
modernisms. The strains go _home_, and the 'fountains of the great
deep are broken up;' the great deep of unfathomable feeling, that
lies far, far below the surface of the world-hardened heart; and
as the unwonted yet unchecked tear starts to the eye, the softened
spirit yields to their influence, and shakes off the moil of
earthly care; rising, purified and spiritualized, into a clearer
atmosphere.'
* * * * *
We often hear of odd things happening in consequence of mistakes in
orthography, but seldom of any benefit accruing therefrom to the
orthooepist. But a friend mentioned to us a little circumstance the other
day, which would seem to prove that it does a man good sometimes to spell
somewhat at variance with old JOHNSON. In a village not far hence lived a
man known by the name of BROKEN JONES. He had dissipated a large fortune
in various law-suits; had become poor and crazy; and at last, like another
PEEBLES, his sole occupation consisted in haunting the courts, lawyers'
offices, and other scenes of his misfortunes. To judge and attorneys he
was a most incorrigible bore; to the latter especially, from whom he was
continually soliciting opinions on cases which had long been 'settled,'
and carried to the law-ledgers, where they were only occasionally hunted
up as precedents in the suit of perhaps some other destined victims. As
JONES hadn't a cent of money left, it was of course impossible for him to
obtain any more 'opinions;' but this didn't cure him of his law-mania. One
morning he entered the office of lawyer D----, in a more excited state
than he had exhibited for a long time, and seating himself _vis-a-vis_
with _his_ victim, requested his 'opinion' on one of the 'foregone
conclusions' already mentio
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