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

The old bacheloris kind hearted, busy
old soul, quizzed and loved 3y every one
in the sphere Of his acquaintance. His
melhodical precision Of word and action
draw down upon him The laug ghter 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 a favorte amongst the la
dies, from The fat widow at the manor
house to the aurdress who sings over the
washing tub at The door of her humble
cottage, and gives lhreefold attention to
the pleating OF the bachelors shirts. She
knows the worth of her particular custo-
mer, and for him alone dnes she RESEARCH
eud re-iron every rebelious fold in his lin
en-, as if she were anxious 10 preserve his
character for unriyalled cleanliness aud
ueatness without sarcasm. The old
bachelor is being predestincd from his
cradle not to marry, and yet he is nnivcr-
sally gifted with a most susceptible heart.
There is no man more alive TO the lascina-
lions Of female beauty and Intelligence,
there is no heart which has received Gu
pid's arrows more often, and sighed more
tenderly over their wounds. At culicse
he stood alone for romance and dress; his
host fitted him eXquisitely; his coat was
perfect; and his sloves'-our bachelor was
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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 ollend-
ed. His first love was enthusiastic and
ardent. The lady Of his love was older
than himself bya few years, and, of course
his cousin. Most men begin life by wor-
shipping a cousin; the tic Of relationship
does away with that chilling reserve and
awkward limidilv, inscparable compan-
ions of passion, when it 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 of the muse-lor the bachelor writes
poetry II is indispensable; for her he 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.
lie 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 metlodical. II would be too long TO
trace him through his different adventures;
ills sufficient to give u general outline of his
life it would he, also, almost impossible to
trace him in his diliercn, passions. All !!
naughty old bachelor, you have fallen in
love too often, and TO every lady vou have
sworn eternal constancy. You have writ
Ten tho sweetest poetry, sang The sweetest
songs, and lorso,tcn-cach. Naughty old
bachelor parents and friends have vainly
sought 10 make him enler the respectable
ranks of married men: but he never could
find wife who united all the pcrleclions
of wonankind in her person.
AT thirty he had already acquired Il
thousand bachelor lrails-not speck of
dust was visible on any article appertain.
inc to him: his clothes fined better than
ever; he was more punctual to his cxer-
else and diversion, his watch was wound
up exactly al the same hour every night,
and deposited on exactly The same spot in
his sleeping apartment. lie diSlikes dogs,
cats and other animals, and was very
child with children, so long as they did
not make Il noise when he wished peace,
aud were not allowed to interfere with his
usual emnloymcnIs. He was as great Il
lover of The fair sex as ever-and general
". alas! only too successful. for who could
withstand his winning address, his ilalter-
ing attentions. What woman was not
proud to inspire Il passion which called
forth all The energies of a first rate genius.
Aud so our bachelor went on his way
through life, slrinsing hearts like beads,
and llingirg them away when they were
no longer new. to hear them break beneath
his feet; until now, wien hc has passed in
to The 'scre and yellow leaf" he returns
10 the remembrance of thnsc he woocd and
won, and wishes he could make them his
again. Yet he would no, marry--hc
could not. so lous has he been in The habit
ofarloring all the sex, that unless he could
wed them all he could not wish to he Il
husband. neither would il he possible To
find happiness il! Tic married state. Tic