The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1849-06-13
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5a I 4aJyas Concluded.
I'VE LEFT the reader last week whilo conversinc
with Mrs. Furlong, we will resume it at present
t,,4sAh, sir, you gentlemen will have your
ioke.E Your better health, sir-for you
do not look very wcl.''
"st|'She has spoken this with such a pi-
tying tenderness of tone that it has
gone through my heart, and would, had
it been iron!-What makes my lips qui-
yer, my tongue faltcr, my voice thick
en-, and all, unusual moisture come into
my eyes? One touching word of sym
pathy?-Am I then again accessible to
those blessed influences upon the heart
and affections PITY and human kind
ness? Yes--then I live again!--Oh.'
honey in the mouth, music to the ear, a
cordial to the heart, is tho voice of wo-
man in the melancholy hours of man!
Mrs. Furlong is called away, and am
spared from making a fool of myself in
her presence. All, Mary, I will not
accuse thee with all the changes which
time and disappointment have made in
my. heart and feelings; but for some Of
these thou must answcr!-Thou vert
my first hope and earliest disappoint-
ment!! What am thy little faith has
made me, what I should have been
but no matter---I feel how desolatc a
wretch I am, how changed from all I
was and ought to be--it is thy work, it
SAhy deed, and I forgive thee. Be-
hold me here, a broken.spirited man
with furrowing checks and whitening
hair, tears in my eyes and agony at my
heart! Behold me an unsocial nan,
suspected By tho world and suspccting
the world--I, who trusted in it, loved
it, and would have benefited it, But
have done with it now-I loathe it and
avoidiH And why? Why am I now
harsh hofnature--uncharitable in thought,
ifnot in specch---unforgetful of slight
offences---rcyengeful Of deep ones
jealous Of looks-watchful Of words?----
I that was gentle, tender Of others, to
myself severe; forgiying, incapable Of
anger, open-minded, suspicionless!!-- But
why should I anatomise mysclf9
Igive my heart to the vultures among
men, ,-let them glut on it; and good
digestion wait upon their appetitcr'
%.'sDid you call, sir?''
mo, Madam; but I am glad you
are here, for your coming in has inter.
rupted a melancholy thought"
a'A-:mnelancholy thought Lud, sir, do
you surrender yourself to such weak.
ness as melancholy? Life, to be sure,
isasarious thing to the most cheerful Of
us; butto the over-anxious, and those
who groan under its cores, death were
happier than such life!-The really
heavy obligations of existence are wor
thy ofour gravcst thoughts; but the
lighter evils, the cares and anxieties
Of the day-sir, I never allow them tc
make q deeper impression on my mind
than my pincil does on my slate; when
I have satisfied myself as to the amount
Irub the lines off, and begin again."
sAnd am l to be taught philosophy
byya ,rlato in petticoats, and the econ
omy Of life by o Dodsleyin in diminity?-
Nu,ac, dimittis, then, be my ditty! Par
don my expressions, Madam the inso
lence ofhumbled pride. Isit robuked
You are sensible woman, Mrs. Eur
long--have, apparently, right views 0
life; now tell ellme--whatis the end ofit?'
Death, L should think, SIR"
"a pertinent answer, Madam; bu
you are on the, wrong premises"
m 81 am on my own"
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