Mississippi Democrat. (Carrollton, Miss.) 1844-18??, 1845-02-26
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From the Western Literary Journal.
A "REMINISCENCES OF AN OLD BA.
CHELOR.


"Yet what BOOTS it now to tell.'-BYRoN.
"Ven you feels viveish, Samivel, especially for
A vidder, don't hang yourself, that's vulgar, but
20 into closet aud take pizen, and you'll feel
glad Of it Wardsn-PIcKwIek.
at were real increase of human hap
piness," observes Carlyle, 'could all young
men from the age of nineteen be covered
under barrels or otherwise rendered invl-
sible, and there left to follow their lawful
studies aud callings, till they emerged sad
der and wiser at the age of twenty-five;
such gawks are they, and yet wIlh such al
vulturous hunger for selfindulgence; so
obstinate, obstroperous, vainglorious; IN
all senses so froward, and so forward"
AT the most wretched period of this most
wretched age, we left our Alma Mater tor
dive into society before settling down in
a profession. Without settled principles
or opinions, with no correct idea OF the
world, but with firm belief that dlssl-
pated life was a Paradise regained, IN
which wine and women, balls and buggles,
cards and cigars, foated confusedly in our
fascinated Imagination, with no control
over our hands and feet, we were turned
loose upon the community at large. Ever
memorable times! Bright, yet ruinous!
The day, at least so much of it as we per-
mitted to see our valuable person out of
bed, was passed in loafng in coffee houses
or nine-pin alleys, or driving fast trottlng
horses; while the evening" found US ASSOC
ciated with others of like age and charac-
ter, at the theatre or any other place OF
amusement that would release US late at
night to cards, hot punch, broiled bones,
and perhaps broken heads or the watch
house. How such life would have ter
minated can only be imagined, for we were
arrested in mid career. Gentle reader,
we fell in love!
Much has been said, sung, and written
upon this matter of love, and all to little
purpose. That it is disease, all admit.
A disease incident to early youth-ncl-
dent to the "barrel age" and fatal to old
men. Like the measles and the whooP-
ing cough, it seldom attacks more than
once, and the older the victim the more
dangerous. 1t ruins the health of the bo-
DIV and affects the mind. But the cure
what is the cure? And here all differ
Some seek in travel remedy--olhers take
to Byron and drink, and thereby prolong
their misery There is but one cure.-
Let the patient eat--eat any thing anr
every thing-eat with all his might--and
viands and disease will disappear together
Twas at party we we're first attacked
We came in late, with a goodly quantity Of
bad champagne in our weak head, just In
the situation to be easily assaled by the
disorder, and we met it near the entrance
Mephistopholes, we are told, after leaving
the witches den with Faust, remarks tina
his companion is just in the situation te
think the first woman he met an angel
From this we gather that the doctor was
drunk. We we're tipsy on that memorable
night, and through a sort of cloud saw oui
angel, seated at the piano. We took {
lean upon the maniel, and q lone stare a
the divinity before US, for once forgetting
our hands and feet. We saw multitude
of silken rinelets falling over marble
brow, and shoulders Of snowy. Wilderness
We saw eyes--full, glorious ewes. tha
welled forth untold and UNRELIABLE feelings
We saw figure beautifully rounded, lieh
as a fairy. And then, oh! we gods, thos
hands, small, plump, delicately moulded
that seemed hike gemmed insects, or rattle
beautiful birds, to hover and fiutter owe
the ivory keys, charming music from sh
instrument they scarcely seemed to touch
Such execution was seldom heard on ]
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