The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1843-05-13

BORN TO CONQUER.-We heard a young
man the other day, while speaking of some d iffi-
Guilty that arose in his way, exclaim with much
of energy that he was "born to conquer"
We care not how stupendous the difficulty
may be, if he adopts that motto and persevering-
ly exerts himself in a manner worthy of the
'high resolve" he will overcome il. Whomso-
ever has arrived to great eminence in literature,
science, or craftsmanship; whomsoever has gain
ed vast influence or vast wealth, we venture to
assert, resolved in their DEL, that they were
born to conquer" and by battling manfully on
against every opposition, realized eventually the
full fruiton of their hopes We are all "born
to conquer" in great degree, our ignorance and
our evil dispositions.
Are we uilearned; We are s.born to con-
qner." The channels of learning a nd wisdom
lay open on every side; let us go heartily to
work, and instead of idling and trifng our hours
away, let US improve them with perseverance,
let US study with energy, and verify we shall
have our reward. Is any man a drunkard' He
is "born to conquer" if he will. Let him sign
the Temperance pledge, and keep away from
groggeries and drinking places, and from the con-
Eliminating society of those who drink, and he
u'suredly will conq-er. Is any man swearer,
or liar He is "born to conquer" if no but
make the proper exertion. Does poverty OPP
press any mani He is "born to conquer" By
patient industry and economy he may become
rich. In short, no matter how ignorant, how
poor, how degraded man may DC, he may con-
qner the evil-the experience of thousands prove
tive have all, within our personal knowledge,
instances enough ofits truth. Let us then 90 to
work, and conquer our ignorance, our errors, our
poverty-let US SOW in diligence and we shall
reap a rich harvest.
Born to conquer. new though, is aw AIKEN
ed. Memory brings up the phrase. We recol-
lect having hoard an old associate make that
exclamation. His case affords to..u, proof, that
victory is sometimes more fatal far, than defeat
Was tho prize worthy the conquest
Poor jenny, he was q jovial companion
OF ours; one with whom we spent many happy
day. We wore school-boys together; many a
sport had We many an hour, side by side, we
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time, into the limpod waters of Big Elk, we
plunged together Beautiful stream! sweet and
pure as the Ganges-its banks, yonder bold and
craggy, there shaded by the white-armed syca-
more trellissed with the wild vine. here level,
and fowcry, and green. Those rocks and those
trees, many time we climbed them, and often
on these green banks did we leap, and rum and
wrestlc.
Poor fellow he was three years our senior;
we cannot forget him "Born to conquer" he
exclaimed. He WINS just twenty He was tell
ing us of a love affair he was cntangled in. His
secrets were ours. 81 loved her." said he, "she
loved me; we quarrellcd, it began about nothing,
yet we both became enraged, she bid me begone
and speak to her never again." and uprearng
lis head and stiffcning his neck, "born 70 CON
| qucr," he exclaimed, and he looked determined
and proud
We knew her too She had seen five sum-
mers more than he. Tall, with raven curls, and
an eye that sparkled as an eage's-haughty
looking rs blown dahia-the belle of the
ighborhood-the terror of the con, try beaux,
who felt themselves little while in her presence.
Not so, my friend-hc thought her an object
worthy his attention. He stalked fearessly into
her company, and pleasing her was himself plea
sed in turn. But they quarreled.
Three months. lie had conquered but in
conqnerinr, had himself surrendered. OH dire
| full defeat.
Seven years have gone. How are they, A
tear stands in our eye. Poor Jerry. the winds
Of the past winter didst whistle over his grave.
The Conquered" where is she' she clanks Il
maniac s chains.
Wayward-proud-ung overnable--vo violent of
temper-stubbon of will--ruperor in years. she
strove to rule His spirit would not bend, he
was a man. Came boisterous talk, came quar-.
relings, came blows They removed to neigh
boring state. No love--no peace ut home, he
sought the tavern and the bowl. The love of
strong drink grew upon him; scarcely day but
| he was drunk.
Three months ago. Night. The reads and
| the fields were white. The north wind blew rude
II and cold. In a wrctched howell, through the
chinks of the walls Of which the fierce wind rush
ed, singing at each entrance like hoarse
lEolian harp, before meagre fire from which a
pale and ftful blaze danced up betimes, showing
that it was about to expire eat a youthful yet
miserable pa,r Twas Jerry---and the "con-
quered," "a few days before their once laugh
| ing boy, who bore orr name, had been committed
TO the earth.) Lcrd words. He Strikes and
with heart gno~rd by grief, leaves the abode
of misery and seeks the GROCERY. He drinks
drinks-drinks. Keeling he starts for home-he
| falls-the blood freezes in his heart Coroners
inquest death from exposure to the cold,
while in state of intoxcation., They dug
grave by the way-sde; in rude box they placed
him, and buried him. Were we to make pill
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