Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1841-02-04
Eageheld Court Mouse, S. G., February 4, asa,
ould not siugt to his-wifc, when She was

could not sing TO his-wife, when she was
his own forever
Then thou art tile life pulse OF my heart,
My very soul is thine;
Why did we meet love, but to part,
Why canst thou not be mine
/ saw the bright tears in thine eyes,
And yet mine dared not start;
| ! listened TO thy stAed sighs,
And felt that we must part
Go and be thine a pi ud;career;
My fate lies hid in gloom,
For thee fe's smiles, for me its tear,
Loves anguish and the tomb"
And so our bachelor has lived, sighed
and llaitered his little day upon earth
Arled with all the married ladies, danced
with all The young deuban,es at their first
ball, and made many n light heart heavy,
and gay one ache,yat his Inconsistency.
His talents have driven: him into the world
lie has name and a standing, and no
small portion Of literary fame: but with all
he is not little sad and loneialn his COM
Portable home-bc misses something and
cannot tell what, aud itEWonld be rank
heresy to hint that ii wis wife. In his
old age he is The mean of the spinstcr's
tea.table, the delight of the widows card
party, he has all The news Of the day. the
gossip Of the town al his fingers ends;
and with the young people he is an equal
favurite, lie shows them tricks ou the
cards, tells fortunes, sings comic songs, aGd
makes himself fool for their amusement.
With mammas he is an invaluable crea-
lure. He can give his arm to isabella
on leaving the ballroom, and thus screen
her from the soft nothingucss Of IL penni-
less adorcr: or if a rich aspirant escorts the
fair daughter, mamma selZes the ready
arm Of the bachelor, who possesses neith
CT eyes or cars when lie sees they would
Inconvenience his partner. lie makes one
in round game, is ready to take par, in
charadcs, he godfather at a christening,
and guardian at need: every body loves
him, from the servant. whom he plaques
with his quain, notions ofneatncss, TO the
begsar at his gates: not one voice is raised
against The old bachelor, for all agree that
whatever be his failings he has a ecner-
GUS hand and good heart, is kind as
master, and sincere as friend.
The following description OF himself,
given by Lorenzo Dow, jr., popular
preacher through the columns Of the New
York Sunday Mercury, is al once eloquent,
GsaRtif Gg viii ss antA5 Is Hill IS as rue 10 nature
as the ineamcnts of The face in the most
natural miniature ever depicted by the
hand Of the most skiIiuI llmncr:
"What precious piece Of goods | am!
hardly fit lora mock auction slop-a dam
aged remnant youthful ambiriou-nolh-
eaten by time, grown ilimsyby age, and
scratched to pieces by the cares, ,disappoinl-
menls and trials Of vexalious world
feel myself to be nothing more than Il
soap bubble, blown into existence by the
breath of Omnipolence, and expect to be
blown out Off by puff from the same
source, When my old coat
gives evidence oc decay, can: setit scou-
red and mended-a supcranuaIed pair of
boots can find renovation in the lap Of he
coblcr-but when the body grows tho
worse for wear, no mortal hand can stay
lis destruction. Time has used me pretty
well, however, considering the liberties
have sometimes taken with it. lLus gcn
tlv brought me to the calm evening Of my
davs, when lfe's second twilight gathers
round, and as it dcepcns, dIscloses the
hand wiring upon the golden wall Of the
west-"a fair Tomorrow Tor The weary
pilgrim" | have NOT descended, my
friends. into a gloomy vale. Not bit of
il! | have reached the summit ola slo-
rious bill, where the eternal sun of Hope
shines down aud warns my back, as an
offset TO Inc chill winds that whistle in my
bosom. Here can mount 4 stump, and
look overihc whole landscape ofpast cXls-
fence. can point 10 the dim blue hori
zon, and say-.Therc. behind that misty
veil, lies the region Of infancy, where |
first peckcd the she'll, AMI came sqnallins
into the world wiihan rIoHnrnce that fore
lold my future calling; il little This side, /
behold The blooming garden of Childhood,
in all its pristine lovcliucss, where | pluck
cd the roses of Joy, sucked aIl the sweet
cider of life, Knocked at care, and drove
sorrow With single boo-hoo; this side ol
that, arc The green pastures Of youth, over
which | bounded with The blood of young
boiling ambition in my veins, striving Ia
initiate and emulate; nearer still, extended
tho broad plains. fertile valleys, rugged
hills, and wooded lawns Of manhood, with
an extensive variety Of prospect; here a
nIcam of sunshine, and there gloomy
shadow"
Election Joke.-At the late election in
this CITY an old and well known gentleman
prescnicd himself at the window where he
| had voted COR twenty years. His vote
was challenged by ayonns whipper- snap.
per who otliciaIcd, and who knew that the
old gentleman differed in politics with him.
"ll is necessary for you To swear that
| YOU have lived in this ward more than ten