The Athens post. [volume] (Athens, Tenn.) 1848-1917, 1851-07-18
THE TWO ROADS.

was standing at window. He raisei his
mournfu eyes towards the deep blue sky,
where the stars were floating like white lilies
on the surrnce Of clear calm lake. Thea he
cast them on the earth, where few more
hopeless beings than himself now moved
towards their certain goa'-'he tomb. Al
rendv hnd he passed sixty Of the s'ngns that
lead to it, and he had brought from his jour.
ney nn'hng hut errors and rpmorse. His
health was destroyed, his mind vacant, his
heart sorrowful, and his old 10" devoid OF
comfort. The dnys of his youth rose up in
n vision before him. and he recalled the
solemn moment when his father had placed
ing into peacefm!, sunny land, covered with
a fertile harvest and resoundng with soft,
sweet songs; whIlc the other conducted the
wanderer into deep, dark cave, whence
there was no issue, where poison flowed
instead Of water, and where serpens hisscd
and ctawled.
He looked towards the sky, and cried out
in his agony
"Oh youth, return! Oh, my fother, place
me once more at the entrance to life, that
may choose the better way"
But the days Of his youth and his father
both had passed away. He saw wandering
lights floating far away over dark marshes,
and then ppear-these wero the days Of
his wasted life. He saw a star fall from
Heaven. and vanish in darkness. This was
M emblem of hrmself; and the sharp arrows
! Of unava ling remOrse struck him to his
/ heart. Then he remembered his early com.
pnnion.. who entered on life with him, but
who. having trod the paths Of virtue and of
labor, were now happy and hOnored on this
| Now Years night. The clock in the high
church tower struck, and The sound, falling
on hia ear, rccalld his parents earlv love
for him. their erring son; the lessons they
had taught him; the prayers they had Offer
ed M on his behalf. Overwhelmed with
shame and grief, he dared no longer look
towards that Heaven where his father dwel';
his darkencd eyes dropped Ienrs, and. with
one despairing effort, he cried aloud,
"Come back, my enrly davs, COM back y
And his youth did return; for all This was
bat ,lream which visited his slumbers on
7 New Years light. He was still young; his
i,,, 10 he, ,i.,,; i,y,b
! fcrven,iy. that time was still his own; that
he had not yet entered the deep, dark cav
ern but VIA, he was free to tread the rad
leading to the peaceful land, where sunny
harvests wave.
Ye who still linger on the threshold Of
life, doubling which path to choose. remem-
Der that when years are passed, and your
fee, stumble on the dark mountain, you will
cry bitterly bu, cry in vnin-"Oh. youth
return Oh give me back my early days!"
AUGUSTA MADE ENGINE.--On the 25th
y of April last, we chronicled the fact of an
u Augusta made Engine, manufactured a,
, the Eage Foundry, by Messrs. G II. s. II.
l.. Nelson. We now have the pleasure OF
= announcing the completion of another one
d by the same firm, of superior style. with
some improvements. The Messrs. Nelson's
received their order for an Engine oil TWEEN
S ty,Gve horse power. from Messrs Baker
: Grube g. Co., o. Columbia co., just sever
t weeks since, and the Engine was com
r pe,ed on the Cd of July and ready Tor de
e livery. The Engine is designed 10 run
saw.mil in Columbia county. near tn
y Georgia Railroad .-.4ugustG Chronicle.
!. ANTIDoTE AGAINST PuIsoN.-. Hundreds {
u lives might have been saved BY a knowleJg
q of this simple receipt. A large table spoor
d ful of made mustard mixed IN 'umblcr {
II wrrm water and swn lowed "a soon n
" possible acts a. an instant smciic, suii
: c:ertv powerful to remove all that is lodge
in the stomach.
1 BED BUGS the following IS al OF
!, woman'- recipe for the destruction OF be-
bugs:
f "Tskc a ripe cucumber, rress the JUICE
. ont of IT, then with n feather apply II To ib'
= bpd,,ead in the bug range ana they will dit
d instantly"
The negroes at Iamnicu. Long Island
i held meeting the other day Among Their
resolutions was the following:
.Resoircd. That tho African Coloni.a-
,inn .c.ame is nS wicked, foolish and In
,ractIcsble as ever IN our view; and We
here prnclalm our mistaken determination
: In remain IN this, our native land"
A disappointed old bachelor out West
saws j, makes little difference whether
man cor,,niis suicide or matrimony! In one
cas-. he lose. his life, and in the other his
brecchcs.
! Among those who pcrished in the late
l6-. in San Francisco, We notice the names
ur Leon Greene baum, Reuben B,cker; Al