Carroll free press. [volume] (Carrollton [Ohio]) 1834-1861, 1847-10-29
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" Eternal YigiIanc'
CARROLLTON, OHIO.

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q Eye, TO ayenge the death Of their comrade, h,.
Z IN The morning, would perhaps have waited
subsldencS OF the storm had not the falling OF
q chimney, displayed TO them the disorder and c.
D fusion within the cabin. Viewing il as the rs
favorable ilmelo an attack, they raised their Dire
: ded war-whoop, and sprung TO the breach. T.,
; whoop, however, served but to nerve the han
pioneers, aud chase from their bosoms the feat
which the wars Of nature alone created. Ricl
ard Gaston, from custom assumed The comman.
and with that GOODNESS and selfpossession, whie
; indicates undaunled bravery. proceeded 10 ri,
= such orders as the time would allow.
= Let The females" said he, ''go above. and /
upon the floor, and we, my brave boys, will sho,
Them what Stout hearts and strong arms can do
csfsoc- Of bsady. Six Of you 20 in the ne.
room, and see lhat the Williams enter not, exc,
over vnur d"ad bodies; the rest will remain, =
In vain we look forlhe cnarms oil >" We
ramble through the meadows and fields in quest
Of those enticing ulurements found few days
since. All we discover is the "sear and yellow
leaf" The towering maple, the lofty hickory,
the stately chestnut, the modest service, arc be-
ref Of their gay Plumage, and the leaves of the
oak are wilhered and dead. The forest, so dark,
luxurious aud beautiful, in the palmy days Of
summer, is now an uncoulh and lorbidding waste.
Its shades, so refreshing, are no longer sought.
This change in The vegetable world is the pre-.
monitory symptom of approaching winter; this
decay is embemutic Of the human race. The
chilling winds, the frosty atmosphere, the depar-
ture Of our summer visitors, admonishes us to pre-.
pare for still further change. Instability and de.
cay is the lot of earthly allurements.
If the only perceptible change, the only evil
dence of decay, the only traces Of instability,
were to be found in the vegetable kingdom; they
would give US but little cause for rePinng. But
how different is the casel The human family is
subject 10 The same immutabe laws. Decay is
sown in the system, and sorrow is the companion
of our journey Through this vale Of tears"
The joys Of to-day vanish ere to.morrow's dawn.
The hopes of yesterday are crushed to-day.
The pleasures of last week have turned to bitter
ness. The enlicements that lead us on, Like
the false aluring ray" have proved an illusve
dream. In our bitterness Of soul we are even
prompted to doubt the justice Of God. Why
these things should be is beyond The ken Of oul
faint perceptive powers. We behold their exist
ence, we feel their influence, we are oppressed
by their weight: this is enough for US TO know.
A further knowledge would be productive of no
good, and might result in evil. II our sorrows
chasten our minds, subiue our passions, correct
our vices, eradicate ourerrors, humble our hearts,
and lead US 10 a contemplatonof Of our dependency,
all may yet be well; but if we permit them TO
sour our temper, arouse our Preudlces, excite our
passions, destroy our peace, and encourage our
selfshness, we are but heaping up "wralh against
the day of wrath" but uniting ourselves for The
pleasures in thewukeof present ,-forsor'
rows, like joys, "are Aeeting," and are designed
for our ultmlle good; to lead US from "Nature
unto Natures Cod" .....
When we take calm retrospect OF the past;
when we contemplate the scenes Of our youth;
when we think of the companions of our child
hood; when we deliberately review the vlcissi'
ludes of our lives; there is ne room for our COM
plainings. Unfortunate we may have beeni so
are all. The world may have treated US harsh
"; others are subject to like troubles. Those
we fondly trusted may have deceived US; those
whose favor we eagerly sought may have haugh'
lilly repused US; those whose friendship we re-
garded our own, and highly priced, may have
Withdrawn it, the companions OF our earlier
days, the cherished Of maIurer years, may have
been palsied by death. In this we are not alone
Others have suffered with US. Our grief may be
poignant; our feelings bitter; our cup of sorrow
overflown; but should we despair; should we sink
beneath the weight Of accumulated burthens
The paymales Of our childhood; the COM
companions of our youth; where are they! Go
to the grave.yard examine the evidences OF de-
cay there presented; there you will find the abb
ding place of many. A father, mother, bro
ther, or it may be sister, there reposes. Those
we were wont 10 meet with confidence, those that
were endeared TO US by the ties Of affection, those
that were sharers of our joys, and symPathisers in
our sorrows have been snatched from US; their
images Ofien present themselves to our view; but
their places are vacant; their voices still their
sympathies hushed. We feel our loss; we wall
their departurei but our regrets are vain. OH
ers, more prone 10 wander, rambled from their
native home, and their bones are bleaching be.
meath foreign sky. Their names unintered,
and their requiem unsung. OF the many CON-
panions of our early days, few remain; and of
those, how few are our friendsl Dstrust has Ia
ken place of confidence. Worldly affairs placed
bar upon friendship. In our moments of self
communion we may regret The change, we may
desire TO cancel the estrangement, to wipe outthe
misunderstanding; but pride returns, our animos'
ities are strengthened, and we cling to prejudice.