Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1851-03-27
A Picture of Drunkenness.

"Give that mother back her son, as he
was on the day when he returned from
his fathers grave, and, in all the affection
of his uncorrupted boyhood, walked to
the house of God with weeping mother
leaning on his arm. Give that grieved
man back his brother, as innocent and
happy as in those days when the boys,
twined in each others arms, returned
from school, bent over the same Bible,
slept in same bed, and never thought that
the day would come when brother should
blush for brother. Give this weeping
wife, who sits before US wringing her
hands in agony, the tears dripping through
her jcwclled fingers, and the lines of sor-
row prematurely drawn on her beautiful
brow-give her back the man she loved,
such as he was when her young heart
was won, when they stood side by side
on the nuptial day, and, receiving her
from fond fathers hands, he promised
his love to one whose heart he has broken,
and whose once graceful form now bends
with sorrow to the ground. Give me
back. as man, the friend of my youthful
days, whose wrecks now lie thick on this
wreck -strcwn shore. Give me back, as
a minister, the brethren whom have
seen dragged from the pulpits which they
adorned, and driven from the sweet man.
ses where we have closed in the happy
evening with praise and prayer, to stand
pale, haggard at buplic bar. Give me
back, as pastor, the lambs which have
lost-give me her who, in the days of
her unsullied innocence, waited on our
ministry to he of told the way to heaven,
and warned from that of hell, and whose
unblushing forehead we now shrink to
see as she prowls through the streets for
her prey. Give me back the life Of this
youth who died the drunkard's death
and dread his doom-and who now,
while his mother by the body rocks on
her chair, in speechless agony, lies laid
out in a chamber where we dare not
speak of comfort, but are left to weep
with those that weep, dumb, opening
not the mouth" Relieve us Of the fears
that ne heavy On our hearts for the char
acter and the souls Of some who hold
parley with the devil BY his forbidden
tree, and are floating on the edge of that
great gulf stream which sweeps its victim,
onwards to its most woelul ruin"
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HARK YE, GIRLS.-A confirmed bach
elor has sent us the following: 1t is high
time that somebody told you little plain
truth. You have been watched for a
long time-a certain class Of you-and
it is plain enough you are trying to cheat
somebody. You intend to sell chaf for
wheat; and there is danger that some of
the foolish "gudgeons" will be sadly
taken in.
1t may not be your fault that YOU be-
long to the one idea party"-that the
single idea of getting husband is the
only one that engrosscs much of your
time or attention. But it is your fault
that you pursue this idea in the wrong
direction. Your venerable first mother
of Eden memory, was called 4 help"
for man, and you are looking fora man
to help you; to help you live in the half
idle and half silly way which you have
commenced. Men who are worth having,
want women for wives. a bundle of
gewgaws, bound with a string of flats
and quavers, sprinkled with cologne, and
set in a carmine saucer,-this is no shelp
for man who expects to raise family
of boys and girls on variable bred and
meat. The piano and the lace-frame are
well enough in their places; and so arc
ribbons and lrills and tinscls, but you
can't make dinner Of the former, nor
bed blanket of the latter. And, awful as
tho idea may seem 10 you, both dinner
and bed blanker are necessary for domes-
tic enjoyment. Life has its realities as
its fancies; but you make il all Il matter
of decoration-remembering the tassels
and curtains, but forgetting the bedstead
Suppose young man Of good sense, and
of course good prospects, to be looking
for wife, what chance have you to be
chosen? You may cap him, or trap
him, or catch him but how much better
to make it an object for him catch you! !
Render youself worth catching and you
will need no shrewd sisters, aunts or cou-
sins to help you find a market.
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REPLY TO AN INr1DEL.-An American
traveller, being unexpectedly detained at
the mole or quarantine Of Odessa, was
very civily offered "half of his apart.
ments, and sofa to lie on by young
Englishment, who acted as translator to
the mole. After they had formed an i'll
innate acquaintance, and one evening had
retired to rest, tho traveller asked his
friend how he could endure the blasphe-
my which was so constantly heard there
The young Englishman replied that, =" as
n gentleman, these things were diagreea-
ble to him, but as to their being intrinsl-
cally wrong, it was no matter to concern
him, as he denied the truth OF all revela'
tion.'
The traveller, without supposing the
remark would be needed, except by cour-
tesy, replied: either Christ was an i'm.
poster. or he was not. If he was an i'm
poster, we have the inconceivable phe-
norcsnoa Of base man p:scising vir.