The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1843-05-27

oul' WIFI SOillt slley are permitted 10 rot,
for the want of proper Gale and attention,
IN cold, uncongenial soil-whlle-With
others the weeds Of vice are allowed to
over shadow and choke them IN the blade
and with others again, they spring up
and flourish like hop-vincs by hog
pen, and bring forth fruit, some sixty,
some seventy, and some an hundred fold
There was time, whel virtue was &C
companied with an immediate reward;
but latterly, it works in the system, some
thing like brother Sands Sarsaparilla-
slowiy but surel y-tor in the end its ben
efcial effects are certain to be experien-
ced. AT present, it is daily praised, and
ye! famishes for the want Of substantial
succor 1t is a mere note of admiration
in the book OF benevolence-a qualifca-
ton that commands more respect than
cash; but nevertheless meets with its full
measure Of need ere the inGrn lilies of age
overshadow and bedarken every earthly
enjoyment.
My friends since we reap The golden
harvest Of virtue in the autumn of life,
and as its abundance depends upon its
cultivation in the spring time and summer
of our existence, feel it to be an impera-
tive duty to beat into my young auditors
with the beetle of persuasive advice,
sense of fostering virtuous inclinatons
while the soil OF the ieart is rendered
productive by the genial showers Of
youths gentle spring.-Oh, you young
renegades in the thorn-skirted paths OF
perdltion! how many Of you do | see run
ming, i'll moral state of nudity. amid the
storms iniquitous folly, exposed to ills
which might easily be avoided by listen
ing to parental advice and protitng By
the examples ofthe few righteous around
you-whch, must acknowledge, are
just about as scarce in these degenerate
days, as dollars in the pockets of pau
per. Oh you loose samples of youthful
morality. how much longer must have
the modification of seeing you jumping
Jun Grow upon the prickIy beds OF vice,
when you might just as well enter upon
the howery lawns of virtue, and revel
amid the sweets of happiness Yes, and
more matured morals-vou who have
been spawned in the putrid pools of cor
: ruptlon-you supernatural specimens OF
self inflicted misery--l warn you to for
sake your midnight rambles, and YOU
: daylight transgressions, or your latter
days will be clouded with wo. or the
thunder and lightning of retribution will
frighten peace from her carnal domcil.
and leave il as desolate and drearv as the
site of ancient Babylon. Yea, and You
still older and harder cases. whose heads
have become whItened by the premature
fros:s of sin-whose barren caputs shine
, like uncovered cupalos by moonlight
whose knees tremble upon the very
, brink of eternity! / must give you an
admonlshing dig under the ribs, and bibs
and bid you beware lest your names be
destined to. rot in oblivion, when you
f shall have been gathered into the moul-
dering sepulcre, and the clod worms hold
+ banquet in the deserted temple of the
r soul. Aye, old men-I bid you beware
lestyou 60 down TO your graves in sor-
: row, unwept, uncared for, and dishonor.
r ed-leaving behind you names tina. will
t smell ranker in the nostrils of posterity
; than the highly concentrated essence Of
polecat. Be prepared, while lle's shor
/ season remains, to die in virtues cause
that you may live in fame through at Least
: six or seven thicknesses Of succeeding
} generations.
: My worthy hearers-there is an assu-
med virtue, which, like the cucumber
vine, puts forth false blossoms that bloom
for short time, and then fall to the earll
without producing any fruit whatever, land
: having no other claim to merit than as
useless ornaments in the garden ofmoral-
ity. There are some pretty feminine po-
, sizes to look at, at present flourishing a.
round us-but they lack in fragrance
There was a time when they were all
purity in the bud, and the petals of genu.
inc virtue were embodied in the calix Of
the heart; but what are they now2 Moth
ing but artificial blossoms, whose only
: sweet odor is purchased at the shop oil
the periumer, and that is wasted upon the
midnight air. Don't endeavor to pluck
those deceitful flowers, my young friends
without the gloves Of caution, for their
stems are beset with thorns that protrude
in all directions, threatening woe to the
: rash youth whose infatuation leads him
to grasp hastily at such dangerou. objects
Let them 60 1t with perfect looscness
: till they burst the brittle strings of life's
corsets, and fall to pieces in the cold en-
brace of death! All! they are fragile as
: they are deceitful and fair! A few more
years, and the wings Of time, will brush
| every iota of rouge from their cheeks-a
: few more years, and the srarks that now
, glow in their eyes, will be dimmed III
: their optical sockets-a few more years
, and the unavaiing tears of repentance
will have wore deep cutters t, their chins
l every trace of former beauty will be
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