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

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Ii"Then thou art tie life pulse ormys heart,
My'very soul is thine :.3'
!; Why did we meet love, butsto part,
. Why canst thou not be mine
saw the bright tears in thine eyes,
And yet mine dared not start;
/ listened TO Thy stiAed sighs.
And felt that we must part { - >.
Go and be thine pl oudIcareeri..,
My fate lies hid in gloom,
For thee life's smiles, for me its tear,
Loves anguish and the tomb"
And so our bachelor has lived, sighed
and fattered his little day upon earth-.:
Airled with all the married ladies', danced
with all The young deubantes at their first
ball, and nademany a. light heart heavy,
and gay one .ache,Sat: his inconslancy.
His talents have driven Him inlothe world
lie has name ani'a standing, aud no
small portion Of literary fame: but with all
he is not alittle sad and lonetSda his com
Portable home-hc misses something and
cannot tell what, aud itsW6nld be rank
lieresy TO hiht that it was a wife. In his
old age. he is'ihe heau Of the spinster's
tea.ta BILE, the delight of the widows card
party, he has all the news of the day, the
gossi p Of the town at his 6nger's ends;
and with the young people he is an equal
favorite, he shows them tricks ou the
cards, tells fortunes, sings comic songs, ard
makes himself a fool for their amusement.
With mammas he is an invaluable crea-
ture. IIe can give his arm TO isabella
on leaving the ballroom, and thus screen
her from tire soft nothinsuess Of a penni-
less adorer: or il a rich aspiranl escorts the
fair daughter, mamma seizes the ready
arm of the bachelor, who possesses neith.
CIR eyes or ears when lie sees they would
Inconvenience his partner. lie makes one
in a round game, is ready TO lake part in
charadcs, be godfather at a christening,
and guardian at need: every body loves
him, from the servant. whom he plasucs
with his quaint notions ofneatness, to the
begsar at his gates: not one voice is raised
against The old bachelor, for all agree that
whatever be his fai!ngs be. has sener-
Gus hand and good heart, is kind as a
master, and sincere as lend.
The following description OF himself,
given by Loren Dow, jr., popular.
preacher throue' .he columns of the New
York Sunday Mercury, is al once eloquent,
as wifi as Il lt; IS as 175 10 nature
as the lincaments of The face in the most
natural miniature ever depicted by the
>f, Il, tel If,I
"What precious piece Of goods l am!
hardly fit for a mock auction sop-a dam.
aged remnant of youthful ambiIion-no,h-
eaten by time, grown fimsyby age, and
scratched to pieces by the cares, ,disappoint
ments and trials of d vexa,ious world
feel myself 10 he nothing more than IL
soap bubble, blown into existence by the
breath of Omnipolence, and expect TO be
blown out o(i1 by puff from the same
source, When my old coat
gives evidence oc decay, can: get it scou-
red and mendcd-a supcranraed pair of
boots can find renovation in the lap of The
cobler-but when the bod y grows the
worse for wear, no mortal hand can stay
lis destruction. Time has used me pretty
well, however, considering the liberties 1
have sometimes taken with it. 1t has gen
,ly brought me to the calm evening Of my
davs, when life's second twilight gathers
round, and as it deepeus, discIoses the
hand wiring upon the golden wall of lle
wes,-"a fair tomorrow for The weary
pilgrim" | have NOT descended, my
friends, into a gloomy vale. Not BIT Of
il! I have reached The summit of glo.
rious hill, where the eternal sun of Hope
shines down and warns my back, as an
offset to the chill winds that whistle in my
bosom. Here can mount 4 stump, and
look over The whole landscape ofpast eXls-
rence. can point 10 the dim blue hori
zon, and say-'Therc. behind that misty
veil, lies the region Of infancy, where |
frs, pecked the shell, and came squalins
into The world with an cIoquence that fore
told my future calling; Il little this side, |
behold The blooming garden Of Childhood,
in all its pristine lovclucss, where | pluck
cd The roses of joy, sucked all the sweet
cider of life, Knocked at care, and drove
sorrow With single boo-hoo this side Of
that, are The green pastures OF youth, over
which bounded with The blood of young
boiling ambition in my veins, striving 10
initiate aud emulate; nearer still, extended
tho broad plains, fertile valleys, rugged
hills, and wooded lawns of manhood, with
an extensive variety Of prospect; here a
sleam of sunshine, and there gloomy
shadow"
Election Joke.-At tine late election in
this city an old and welllnown gentleman
prescnied himselfa at the window where he
had voted COR twenty years. His vote
was challenged by ayounS whipper-snap-
per who otlicialed, and who knew thatthe
old gentleman differed in politics with him.
at is necessary for you TO swear tha,
YOU have lived in this ward more than ten
days" said the challenger.
"Why you know tllatl have," replied
the voter, "ror more than year ago you
came to my shop and purchased tho hal
YOU have on, mud have never paid for it
yetm-Saturday Courier.
Singular Escapc.-A vessel was recent
" capsized near The Sicily Islands so sud-
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