Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1841-02-04
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:. THE OLD. BACHELOR.

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The e-old bacheloris akind hearted, busy
old soul, quizzed and loved 5y every one
in the. sphere Of his acquaintance. His
smethodical precision Of word and action
draw down upon him The laughter of The
young and the appreciation of The old.
His warm heart makes him beloved by all
who dwell within The circuit Of mis- kindly
feelings. He is favorile amongst the la
dies, from the fat widow at the manor
house to the Iauudress who sings over the
washing tub at the door of her humble
cottage, and gives threefold attention TO
the piea,ing Of The bachelors shirts. She
knows the worth of her particular custo-
mer, aud for him alone does she re-starch
and re-iron every rebellious fold in his lin
en-, as if she were anxious 10 preserve his
character for unriyalled cleanliness and
neatness without sarcasm. The old
bachelor is being predestined from his
cradle not to marry, and yet he is univer-
sally gifted with a most susceptible heart.
There is no man more alive to the fascina-
lions Of female beauty and Intelligence,
there is no heart which has received Gu
pid's arrows more often, and sighed more
fenderly over their wounds. AT cullcge
he stood alone for romance and dress; his
host fitted him exquisitely; his coat was
perfect; and his gloves'-our bachelor was
The 1sst g2xzsd zsd ms8B SO M HR fptAh thH pffatr
being of the man. His heart was mix
ture ofpride. vanity aud generosity, kind
and yielding TO fault, with warm spice
Of Tie devil 10 tcmperit withal. if Offend
ed. His first love was enthusiastic and
ardent. The lady Of his love was older
than himself by few years, and, of course
his cousin. Most men begin life by wor-
shipping cousin; the tic Of relationship
does away with That chilling reserve and
awkward timiliry, inseparable compan-
ions of passion, when il awakens for the
first time in the human breast. lie loved
her like fool; cherished withered flow
er she had worn; sang the songs she liked
would have served her on his knees had
she required ii; and died for one kiss from
her rosy lips! She inspired The first out
burst off muse-for the bachelor writes
poelry-il is indispensable; for her be used
brush and crayons, he was artist, musi-
clan, poet; he would have been anything
she required, for he was all enthusiast and
in love. But The fair cousin married, and
left the student to forget her if he could.
He thought TO break his heart in despair,
and found that he lived only little sad
der than usual. Even then his fellow stu
dents named him the bachelor, he was so
peculiar in his ideas, so neat, go orderly,
so methodical. II would be too long 10
trace him through his different adventures:
il is sufficient to give general outline of his
life it would he, also, almost impossible to
trace him in his different passions. All
naughty old bachelor, you have fallen in
love TOO often, and TO everyday you have
sworn eternal constancy. You have writ
len the sweetest poetry, sang he sweetest
songs, and forso,ten-each. Naughty old
bachelor! parents and friends have vainly
sought to make him enler the respectable
ranks of married men; hut he never could
find wife who united all the pcrlections
of wonankind in her person.
Al thirty he had already acquired a
thousand bachelor rails-not a speck of
dust was visible on any article appertain.
ing to him: his clothes flied better than
ever; he was more punctual to his cxer-
else and diversion, his watch was wound
up exactly at the same hour every night,
and deposited on exactly The same spot in
his sleeping apartment. He dislikes dogs,
cats and other animals, and was a very
child. with children, so long as they did
not make a noise when he wished peace,
aud were not allowed to interfere with his
usual employmenls. He was as great
loveroflhc fair sex as evcr-and general
ly. alas! only TOO successful, for who could
withstand his winning address, his flatter-
ing attentions. What woman was not
proud 10 inspire passion which called
forth all The energies of first rate genius.
And so our bachelor went on his way
through life, slrinsing hearts like beads,
and fliugirg them away when they were
no longer new, TO hear them break beneath
his feet; until now, when lie has passed in
to lIlc ''scre and yellow leaf" he returns
| totEc remembrance of thosc he woocd and
won, and wishes he could make them his
again. Yet hc would not marry--hc
could not, so louy has he been in The habit
ofaoring all the sex, that unless he could
wed them all he could not wish to be Il
husband, neither would il I've possible to
find happiness in the married stale. Tic