Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1852-09-08
orally as they used to do, and we believe
the true and principal cause has been limited
WOMAN.

What blessing was there bestowed on
man, when the Supreme Being in his good
ness and bentvolence, created woman to be
his partner in life, the sharer of his sorrows
and Affections, the consoler Of his grief, and
check on all of those passions, which in
duee him to do evil and transgress the laws
of that Almighty Power, who bestowed
upon him this great and inestimable blessing.
How dreary would be mans life if it were
not for woman. She who can ever overlook
his every fault, sustain and bear with him,
though crime stain his brain, even unto the
last, and then if need be, will lay down her
precious life, that his might be saved. How
often do we behold her, when abused and
iusulted by some cruel monster, who is un-
worthy to be called man, still standing by
him in the hour of trouble, receiving that
abuse and insult with the never dying hope,
that perhaps he will ere long turn from his
evil ways, and seek the path of honor and
recttude, until, as the last sad stroke, she
enters an untimely grave, by the blood
stained hand of that ruffian who solemnly
swore at the marriage altar, to live, cherish,
and protect her, until death, from whence
there is no relief, should finally and forever
part them in this sin cursed world. How
often do we see her trusting in the honor OF
man, until at last she is robbed Of that
priceless gem-her virtue-and then to
shield herself from disgrace and ignominy
destroys herself by her own hand, and that
villain who has caused her to do this, is
ri,yhf
man, by most, if not all Of mankind. Shame,
o! shame, on such state Of things, espe-
eially in an enlightened land, where know.
ledge is shed abroad, and religion pretends
to have an influence. Arise-Arise, O ye,
that still have least spark Of humanity re-
! naming in your veins, and shake off this
unhallowed notion, and then 60 on until
woman shall be elevated to that high stand
upon which the Almighty designed she
should be placed, and then will yc be well
worthy the sacred name of mankind.
A ifoTuER's TEARs.-rhere is touch.
ing sweetness in mothers tears, when
they fall upon the face of her dying babe,
which no eve can behold without imbibng
its influence. Upon such hallowed ground
the foot of profanity dares not approach.
Infidelity itself is silent and forbears its
scoffings. And here woman displays not
her weakness, but her strength of attach
ment which can never in its fullest intensity
be realized. 1t is perennial, dependent on
no cline, no changes-but alike in storm
and sunsbine-it knows no shadow of turn.
ing. A father, when he sees his child going
down to the dark valley, will weep when
the shadow of death has fully come over
him and as the last parting nell falls on his
ear, he may say. | 90 down to the grave
of my son mourning" But the hurry Of
business draws him away; the tear is wiped
from his eyes and if, when he turns from
his fire side, the vacancy in the family circle
reminds him Of his loss, the succeeding day
blunts the poignancy of his grief, until at
length it finds no permanent sea in his
breast. Not so with her who has borne
and nourished the tender blossom. 1t lives in
the heart where it was first entwined i'll the
dreaming hours Of night. She sees its play
full mirth or hears its paintive cries; she
seeks it in the morning, and goes to the
grave 10 weep there.
SIMPLICITY IN DREss.-Those who think
that in order to dress we'll it is necessary to
dress extravagantly or grandly, make a
great mistake. Nothing SO well becomes
true feminine beauty as simplicity. We
have seen many remarkably fine person
robbed Of its true effect by being over.
dressed Nothing is more unbecoming than
overlooking beauty. The stern simplicity
of the classic tastes is seen in the old
statues and pictures painted by men of su-
perior artistic genius. In Athens, the Ia
dies were not gaudily, but simply arrayed,
and We doubt whether any ladies have ever
excited more admiration. So also the noble
old Romans, whose superb forms were
gazed on delightedly by men worthy Of
them, were always very plainly dressed
Fashion often presents the hues of the but
terhy, but fashion is not u classic goddess.
Geo. d. Prentice.