Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1838-03-15
s. Miscellaneous.
ID f. s p Al r.

| ,~SsH'uoSStSC, III that nOuT OI ulStIl1y
whctl seraphs forsook, and God himself
turned away The light of his countcnuncc
one bright spirit fingered, nor would desert
man in This Ills extremity. With tender as.
sduity and many n winning token ofkiud-
ness, did she strive to wean him from his
sorrows! She prevailcd and as, by degrees
h's mind seemed to tighten OF the weigh,
which oppressed it, and confidence resumed
her seat, the spirit .joycd. and "Hopc, en-
chanted, smiled, and waved her golden
halr." Since then her home has been with
the children of men; and ever, with the same
winning care, has she strivcn 10 beguilc
tncir hearts OF sorrow, and TO buoy up the
sinking spirit. But there are times when
she comes not to the distressed. There
are hearts pierced, which her gentle hand
oinds moi up. There is Il gloom which her
-h@i't scatters ot,and all anguish which her
voice docs not sootie. We are in loneli-
ness anu none IS near; we gropc in the
darkncss yet no friendly hand stretches out
10 save we feel for something to which
we may cling; all is empty. We Shout in
agony YET no guiding voice replicsi: all is
| still. It's the feeling of tlespair-its lone
| iiness-its utter solitude. Give to man
but tho scmblancc of hope. and, phantom
as it may he, he will follow its guidance rs
eagerly as does the child pursue the painted
insect. Give him but Il twis to cling hv.
aud hc will climb, ay, though rrail the ten
urc' and The grave beneath. Blu, quench
the last spark of hope. and in despair, he
will fall withouta struggle. Lctthe storm
beat ever SO ferccly upon the soul. vet, ira
single eleam liud its way to cheer and warm
II VIII revive, but let darkness gather around.
and it sinks to the dust.
The feeling Of which VIC speak is an in
deinnbic sensation. We see its effects, and
we know thar It exists. We have all, NJ
times tell lis wrctchcdncss, its misery. 1t
Is not disappointment; our hopes NAV have
been baiicd, hul we trust sill. One stay
may have,hccn withdrawn, yet other means
ct suppoR buoy up. 1t is not sorrow; for
even it nfsy iu.ncc" ,nhlu ha ,L~~- I'D.
guile its Ming; or the hand of time NAV
soften antS mellow, and it will cease to
gricve. fu, there is blow which does
not stun. but deadcls-a weight which does
not Cypress, but crushcs-a pans which
does not sricvc, hut kills. Ii is the blow
the weight the pang Of despair. Its touch
weakcns the strongest arm, and unncryes
the sroutcst heart.
The wealth, which the labor of wears has
hcapcd together. may he swept away in an
instant ; we know that gold is but t.ross. and
that riches are unstable. Pleasures which
once delighted, may forsakc us we know
that they are brittle, and that toucl, NAV
shairer. Fortune may turn her smile 10 y
mnckcry, or Fame delude with unreal
visions: we know that the former is q tickle
goddess, and the latter E,ncirul vanary-
sound which dies in the breathing. Amid
all the losses ami woes which ihronr thick
upon us, we may bear up against .hcm.-
But another blow f,l0ws. The friend in
which we have garncrel up our hcart-to
whom we have unbOsomcd every sorrow.
and with whom shared every joy-hc whom
we had warmed and cherished, turns his
viper-tang upon us. Or when some loved
form has cntwincd itself around us, till il
has become linked with our being, death
wrcnchcs its way, and we feel that we have
taken the flower to our bosom only to perish:
II is the last drop, aud the waters OF bitter
despair overflow. She comes to tic hear,
ol the prisoner as he enters his solitary cell.
ana the last holt Is draw the sound of the
rcccdinS fontstep dies upon his ear, aud, in
sickness OF soul, he sinks down in utter
horclcssness. She is with the wrecked
mariner when the last. lone spcck, which
promised friend 10 save, has vanished
a. his heart dies within him. Already rhc
sound of waters was in his ear, and he @(ccls
what PAIN il is 10 drown" Her wan and
hnssard form hovcrs around the couch of
the dying, when the last remedy has failed
nn'l deaths grasp is firm, Ii speaks in the
dim eyc-1sc lip, pale and trcmulous-and
the faint ard more family throbbing heart
Nor does its spell work upon the weak and
timid alone The mighty have bowed to
ii. AT its touch, the cheek of courage palcs:
the arm OF strength falls powcrlcss; rcsoIu-
luton fails, and
Hope wit,e'ing flies, & Mercy sig,s FAREWELL
notnbh Erpress.-Thc Eaton Register
states that Nr. John Mann, who brings the
Express Nlnil into that village from the
West, "a ew days since. when a severe
frost had rcidcrcd tho road hard rs adamau,
as rough ami sharp as the keen bias, could
make it, piying the noble stccd designed TO
lear him ol to the next five mile post. re-
turned the shiverins animal TO his STALL
shoudcrcd ,hc mail bag and pu, Off on foot,
and actually accomplished his ten miles in
one hour and fifteen minutes. This is
more than mc horse could have reasonably
performed II that time, owing TO the bad
state of the bads. Mr.. Mann is n native
of Pennsylvania, 23years ofagc, and weighs
l3O lbs. lie is a well pm up chap, for
nerve and inew. He says he is good for
ten mile clasc at any time, over any kind
of a track" Mann is man, every inch of
him: and we commend him to the. gracious
notice OF thcsovreign head of the Post Or
flee Dcpartnnut.-- Columbus 70. Estate Ca.