Columbus Whig. (Columbus, Miss.) 1843-18??, 1844-03-07
we 1rst BIZ ID MalriElar.L.

The charming society, The tende
friendsbipit affords Without frien,
It is not for man to be happy. Let Oh,
old Madeira sparkle in his goblet, ane
princely dainties smoke upon his ia.
BILE, yet If he have to sit down with no
friend Of the love beaming eye, alas.
the banquet is insipid, and the Gotta
gers dinner Of herbs where love is, is
to be envied.
Let the pelf-scraping bachelor drive
on alone towards heaven in his solita-
~ sulkey---Lord help the poor man
and send him good speed! But that's
not my way Of travelling. No! give
me sociability, with a good dear by
my side, the thrilling touch OF whose
sweetly folding arms may flush my
spirits with rapture, and inspire de-
votion suited to the place, that best de-
yotion, gratitude and love,
Yes, the sweetest drop in The cup
Of life is friend; but where on earth
is the friend that deserves TO be COM
pared to an affectionate wi(e?--that gen
erous creature, who for your sake, has
left father aud mother--iooks TO you
alone for happiness--wishes your So
ciety to spend her cheerful days--in
your beloved 'rms to draw her last
breath, and fonlly thinks the breath
will be sweeter when lying by your
side! The marriage of two such fond
hearts, in one united, forms State Of
friendship Of all others the most per-
feet and delightful. IT'S m' rriage
ofsouls, of persons, of wishes and of
interests.
Are you poor? like another-self she
oils and saves the better Of your for
.une. Are you sick?--she is the ten
crest of all nurses; she never leaves
your bedside she sustains your faint
ing head, and presses your cheek to
her dear and anxious bosom. How
luxurious is sickness with such COM
panion.
Are you prosperous? 1t muitipIies
your happiness ten thousand fold, to
share it with one so beloved. Are
you in her company? Her very pres
ence has the effect Of the sweetest con-
versation, and her looks, though 81
lent, convey something to the heart,
of which none but happy husbands
have an idea. Are you going abroad?
She accompanies you to the door--the
tender embrace--the fond heightened
kiss--the last soul-meltiug look--prec-
ious evidence of love!--lhese go along
with you--they steal across your de-
lighted memory and soothe your jour
ney while conjugal love gives trans.
port to every glance at home and
sweetens every nimble step of your
'eturn. Then as soon as your below.
ed form is seen, she flies to meet you.
Her voice is music, the pressure Of
Ter arm is rapture, while her eyes,
Heavens sweetest messengers of
owe! declare the tumultuous joy that
leaves her gorgeous bosom. Arm in
rm she hurries you into her smiling
abitation, where fire olazi:g' and the
estment warm, the neat aPart;pent
nd delicious repast, prepared by her
lager love, fills your bosom with joy
90 big for utterance.
Compared with life like this, mer.
;iful God! how desolate is the condi.
ion Of the old bachelor! How barren
IF all joy Solitary and comfortless
It home, he strolls about in search of
Meeting with no tender.
ness or affection to sweeten company,
he soon tires, gets up to go home but
ne finds no attractions there. He sees
aothing but gloomy walls and lone
some chambers. Alone he swallows
MS silent supper. He crawls to his
5ed, and trembling, coils himself up
in his cold sheets, sadly remembering,
with to-morrow's sun the same dull
rounds begin.