The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1836-1851, 1850-08-02
For tho Camden Journal
THE DESPISED ONE EMBRACED.*

THE DEsPISED ONE EMBRACED.
1t was in the days fyore.- The night was
past. And as
''Aurora. fair daughter of the dawn,
Sprnkled with rosy light the dewy lawn"
lone wanderer from the land of Bruce and
Burns, took his stand on green bluff, and with
pleasing wonder at two conjoining streams
whose waters refused to mingle. One, as if
conscious of superiority, FASTENED on her wind.
ing way, disdainng even word or look. The
other moved pensively by, and thus addressed
the subject of his affection: 'ttWhy this cold
nesa For many days and nights have been
jourpeying to meet thee, and, after all, am to
be despised and forsaken!" The naughty one
replied "The hill from which gushed is
hedged with green bowers, decked with honey
suckles, crowned with ancient oaks, and pavll.
lioned with golden clouds. have meanderet
through gay meadows, smiling fields, and groves
where angels and men hold converse. As |
travelled on, the dews gemmed my bosom, the
showers laid their tribute at my feet, the birds
serenaded me, the zephyrs famed me, the lilly
and the violet slipped nectar from my lips, and
the azure queen, with her maids of honor, used
me for looking glass. am on my way to
the realms Of Neptune, where | may find com.
panionship worthy my birth and fortune"
On- on glded the brooks, side by side they
walked the pebbly pavement And now the
scornful one gave herselfto reflection Thought
shelf wend my way to the seas lonely and
alone,' the sunbeams will waste me, the cavern
will engulf me, the dixie will obstruet my path;
or some tawney giant, from Cfaylnnd, will
throw his polluted arms around me. Better
grant the suit Of this plebian woocr, and instant.
ly she rushed into his arms, esteeming him, but
the more for the lowlness Of his lot
Scota's son, transported with the scene,
spoke the following words in his own dialect:
" Fair daughter Of the woods" Thou dost H.
lustrate the conduct of many of Adams children.
Oft times have beheld the blushing virgin in
her teens, as she wrung the heart of an unas-
suming, but worthy son Of a rustic sire, pridlng
herself on the grace of her form, the bloom Of
her cheek, and the brightness of fher eye, like
set glories when the day is past But after
few lonely years, she has seen loveliness in
sobriety, beauty in integrity; and has rejoiced
to bind the heart she broke.
Ihave seen the opulent young man, richly
clad and profnsely jewelled, as he looked
through the smoke Of his cigar, and sneered
at the farmer in his field. But ere five score
months have sped, that same young man has
stood haggard, tattered, trembling suppliant
at the door of him he spurned. | have looked
upon the impenitent sinner as he turned, with
sarcastic n,en from the earnest entreaties of the
man of God. This was when trees budded and
vernal odors were breathed forth by garden
and landscape. After few waxings and wa
ningc OF the moon, when the forest was shorn
and the fields were CLEANED, | have seen this
same man languishing in his last sickness, with
that once daspised minister of the gospel kneel-
ing in prayer at his bedside" A. G.
Charleston, s. G.