Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1827-07-07

VERY, she holds her solitary vigil, waiting: ye'
dreadinc his return, that will only wiring from
her bv his upkindnesses. tears even more sca'd-
inp than those she shed over his transgressioh-
To fling deeper gloom across the presen' me-
mory turns back, and broods upon the past
Like the recollection to the sun-srlcken pilgrim,
of the cool spring that he drank al i'll the morn.
;np. the lows of other days come over her, as II
ouly 10 mock her parched, and weary spirit. one
recalls the ardent lover, whose graces won her
from the home of her infpncy-the enraPtured
father. who be n, with such uelight over MS new
born children-and she asks il this can rsaiiy DC
him-this sunken being, who has nothi"g lot
her bu. the so,'s disgusting brutality-nolhins
for those abashed and trembling children, oui
the so's disgusting example. Gan we "ohuer'
that amid these agonlzng moments, the 'ehae,
cords Of violated affection shoIld snap asuhoei.
that the scorned and deserted vile should con-
Tess. "that there is no killing like that "hich
Kills the hearth" that though il would nave oeeh
hard for her TO kiss for the last tline tue eo'a
lips of her dead husband. and lay his body ior-
Yer in the dust. il is harder 10 behold him so
deb,sinr life. that even his death would be greet
cd in nrrcvl Had he died in the light OF his
goodness beauealhing to his family the lhherl'I >
oil an NnlaTTlShfu HaiIN3 WV
virtues that should blossom for his sons ana
daughters from the Though she would
have went bitterly indeed, the tears oil grief
would not have been also the tears OF shame
Blu, TO behold him, fallen away irom,he station
he once adorned, degraded from eminence 10
irnominy---at home, turning his Dwelling 10
darkness, and its holy endearmen,s 10 mocker
abroad, thrust from the companlonship ol the
worthy, a self-branded oaiaw-ths is the woe
that the wife feels, and is more dreadful 'han
deat,,-that she mourns over as worse than WI
dowhood."
So far the picture of the broken hearted vile:
The next is q sadder and darker sketch OF soil
ed ivelness and degraded sweetness.
"There is yet another picture behind, from
the exhibition of which | would willingly be
spared. | have ven,ured to point TO those who
daly force themselves before the world, but
there is one whom the world does not know OF
who hides herself from prying eyes, even in
the innermost sanctuary of The domestic temple
Shall dare 10 rend the veil that hangs between,
and draw her forth? The priestess dying amid
her unholy rtes-the sacrificer and the sacri
fee? o, we compass sea and land, we brave
danger and death, TO snatch the poor victim OF
heather superstition from the burning pile
and il is well-but shsll we not also save the
lovely ones of our own household, from immo-
Ia,ing on this foul altar, not alone the perishing
body, bur all he,worshipped graces OF her sex
the glorious attributes of hallowed womanhood!
Imagination's gloomiest reverie never con-
ceived Of more revolving object, than that OF
wife and mother, deiling in her own person
the fairest work Of her God, and setting at
nought the holy engagements for which he Gre
ated her-Her husband--who shall height
en- his Joys, and disispate his cares, and allevi.
ath his sorrows? She who has robbed him OF all
iov, who is the source of his deepest care, who
L.: 49, -.arpcst snrrnw2- These are indeed
the wife's delights-but they are not hers.
Her children-who shall watch over their bud
ding virtues, and pluck up the young weeds of
passion and vice? She in whose bosom every
thing beautiful has wi,hercd, every thing vile
grows rank? Who shall teach them to bend
their little knees to devotion, and repeat their
Saviour's prayer against "temptation." She,
who is herself temptations fettered slave?
These are truly The mothers labours-but they
are not hers. Connubial love and maternal ten
dernes SIS bloom no longer for her. A worm has
gnawed into her heart, that dies only with its
prey-the worm, infemperence."
We mustcease from extracting, and refer our
readers for further qualification to the elo-
quen. address itself, in which they will find the
brightness of genius and the strength of good
sense. NelD York Courier.