The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1849-06-13

anote Of that, fact. I meant, Madam
what is the design, the intention, the
moving motive of life7'' s3
Happiness here and in another and
better world. e s.ss
'Yes, Madam; but our happiness
here-What an uncertain good it is Ia
hope never in our own; lands, but al.
ways in those ofothers! n And what do
they merit, who, entrusted with so pre-.
cious trust for our benefit, deny it to
us, and withhold it from us?''' '@is .... e
sThe same unhappiness at the hands
of others p 10 o A q.
"What if you would not, if you
might, whiten one hair Of their head
with sorrow who have silyered the
whole of yours--what do they merit?'
tThey do not merit 80 much mercy
(She leaves the room.
''Here is woman with n tall mans
height,," humbly stationed beside one
Of tho loso, highways of life-and
stunned and distracted with the stir and
hustle of the goers to and corners from
the shrine of the great Baal, who has
yet contrived to keep her heart from
hardening, and her soul in winter SIM
plicity, in q common inn, than the
shrinking and secluded nun, shut up
from the world in convent. There
is indeed a soul of goodness in things
civilian Unborn grace, Which the world
cannot give and cannot take away
Else how should this poor woman have
that which 80 many minds, so much
safer placed to preserve their freshness
and native worth, have altogether lost
and live without? One half the vices
of tho world are only acts of conformity
with the prcjudices Of the world
Give man an i'll name, and he wears
it as if it were virtue and proper to
him, and keeps up the tone Of his de.
pravity with a due sense of it's decorum
Its keeping, and colour and costume.
When will the world learn better? Oh
thou worst and vilcst weed in the beau
tiful fields Of human thought ---Preju-
dice---grow not i'll any path Of mine.
for I will trample thee down to the
earth which thou disgracest and must
de6le But "Thinking is an idle
waste of thought" "Waiter." ."-"Boy."
"Zur."
"What, Cyclops again! But that's
q prejudice too. Have you an enter
f,;p;no ho 4. -, t1,o La,,oo23
"Alissuz have, I daur zay, Zur.'
'Bring it then, ny good fellow. A
change of thought 10 tho mind like a
change Of air to the body, refreshes, in
vigoratcs, and Cheers
"Hcre be one, Zur.'
"Aye, this will do--notlingso we'll.
Robinson Crusoc! Good! good!--.
Blessings be OH thee, inimitablc De
Soc!-for many a lingering hour hast
thou shortened, and many heavy
heart hast thou lightcned. See the
book opens of itself at page which a
man must be fathoms five in the Slough
Of Despond if lie read it with grave
face and lack-lustrc eyc!!-World, / bid
you good den..---for here will I forget
you as you are, ard re-perusc you as
you were. All! I remember we'll
my first acquaintance with Robinson.
| was then o very serious, yet very
happy boy--any book was treasure,
but a stolen pcrusal of one like this was
a pleasure beyond all price and worth
all risks; for works like this were among
the profanitics from which I was care
fully dcbarrcd:... mistaken zeal! If
discovered in my hands, it was suatched
away and ifit escaped the fiery ordeal
it was we'll. But who shall control the
strong desires Of youth!-----I remember,
too, the candle secretly purchased out
of my limited penny Of pocket.money;
the early stealing to bed; the stealthy
lighting of the claiming minister" to
my midnight vigil; the unseen and un-
disturbed reading ofthis very book deep
into the hours of night; and the late
waking ard pallid look, the effects Of
my untimely watching. I remember,
too, how nearly my secret was discover.
ed; for laughing too loudly over the
merry miseries ofpoor Friday the thin
wall, betrayed me I remember, ere
| had breathcd thrice the sound of q
stealing foot heard approaching my bed
room door-.-thc light out in an instant
the book thrust deep down under the
bed-clothes, and how / was heard snor
ing 50 somnolently, thatI should have
deceived Somnus himself"
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