Semi-weekly Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, South-Carolina) 1851-1852, 1851-08-08
A CURE FOR LOW SPIRITS.
A IfOITsEHoLD Stretch.

and could not smile as usual, nor speak IN
tore of cheerfulness. As natural result, the
light of my countenance being gone, all things
around me were in shadow. My husband was
sober and had little to shy; the children would
look strangely at me when answered their
question, or spoke to them for any purpose
and INV domestics moved about in a quiet man
ner, and when they addressed me, did SO IN a
tone more subdued than usual
This reaction upon my state, only maue
darker the clouds that veiled my spirits, was
conscious of this, and was conscious that tue
original cause of my depression was entirely
inadequate. in itself, to produce the result that
had followed. Under this feeling | made an
effort to rally myself, but in vain; and sank
lower from the very struggle to rise above the
gloom that overshadowed me.
When my husband came home at dinner,
time, | tried to meet him with smile; but
felt that the light upon my countenance was
feeble and of brief duration. He looked at me
earnestly, and, in his kind and gentle way, en-.
quired if I felt no better, affecting to believe
that my ailmdA was in the body instead Of the
mind But scarcely answered him, and could
see that he felt hurt How much more wretch.
ed did | become at this. Could have retired
to my chamber, and then, alone, give my full
heart vent in passion OF tears, l might have
obtained relief to my feelings. But could not
do this.
While I sat at the table, forcing little food
into my mouth for appearance sake, my hus'
band said
"You remember the fine lad who has been
for some time in our store!
nodded my head, but the question did not
awaken in my mind the slightest interest.
"He has not made his appearance for seve.
raj days; and learned this morning, on send
ing to the house of his mother, that ne was ve'
ry ILL.,"
"Ah!' was my indifferent response. Had l
spoken what was in my mind, would have
said--"Pm sorry, but can't help it." did
not, at the moment, feel the smallest interest in
the lad
eyes" added my husband, "and the person
who called to let me know about it, expressed
his fears that Edward would not get up again"
"What ails himl" enquired. ..,
al did not clearly understand. But he has
fever of some kind. You remember his mother
very we'll"
"Oh, yes. You know she worked for me-
Edward is her only child, believe.
eyes. And his loss to her vii! be almost
every thing"
els he so dangerouss" enquired, a feeling
of interest beginning to stir III my heart.
"Fie is not expected to live"
"Pcor woman! How distressed she must be!
T n, ,sfu ot
this time. She seemed very poor when she
worked for me-
"And she is very poor still, doubt not. She
has herself been sick, and during the time it is
more than probable that Edward s wages was
all her income. | am afraid she has suffered,
and that she has not now, the means Of procu-
ring for her sick hoy, things necessary Tor bis
comfort. Gould you not 80 round there this
afternoon aud see how they are!" ....
| shook my head, instantly, at this PROPOSE
tion, for sympathy for others WAS not yet strong
enough 10 expcl my despondcncy Of mind.
"Then must step around" replied my hus;
band, "belore 80 back TO the store, although
we arc very busy to-day, and am much wan;
ted there. 1t would uut be right to neslec the
lad and his mother under present circumstan'
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