It was Wordsworth, who, in speaking of woman, described her as — A being breathing thoughtful breath, A traveller betwixt life and death ; The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command, And yet a spirit still and bright, With something of an angel light. The Kev. Mr Campbell, a Wesleyan minister who was assaulted by a riotous mob some time since in Granard, county Longford, Ireland, attempted to preach in the open air lately in Athlone, but a crowd collected, and, in spite of the police, assailed him with mud and stones so violently that he was obliged to desist. Several of his hearers were very roughly handled. Lord Castlemaine interposed, but could not appease the populace. A more extraordinary legacy than that bequeathed to his fellow- citizens by Father la Loque cannot well be imagined. At his death his body was found stretched on a miserable bed in an attic of the Quartier Grenelle, which is anything but a fashionable district of Paris. He was an old man, had lived in the simplest way, sustaining himself almost entirely on bread. His room contained hardly any furniture, yet hid in a corner was found a little cupboard with numerous Bheives, and on these were sorted with the greatest order regiments of corks. In the centre was a manuscript written by the Pere la Roque, on which he stated that he had formerly been in possession of considerable wealth, now squandered; that of all his greatness there remained but these corks, drawn in better times to welcome many a friend who had now forgotten him; that age and ruin had taught their moral, and that on each cork would be found written its history. This the old man did, hoping that it would eerve as a timely warning, and that, placed on the shelves of some museum or of a philosopher's study, they might be found to illustrate human nature. On one of the corks was an inscription to this effect: — -' Champagne cork; bottle emptied 1 2th of May, 1843, with Mr B , who wished to interest me in a business by which I was to make ten millions. This affair cost me 50,000f. M. B. escaped to Belgium. A caution to amateurs.' Oaauother appears the following no:e: — 'Cork of (Djprua wine of a bottle emptied on the 4th of December, 1850, with a dozen fast friends. Of these I have not found a single one to help me oo the daj of my ruin. The uatues of the twelve are annexed beluw." — Onee-a-Wetk.
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume III, Issue 152, 30 June 1868, Page 2
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