Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1852-07-28
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Strange 10 suy tho Newspapers aro unusually dull
n state of affairs which will not be allowed to Edi
tors succ they expected to he ever on the qui uve
for something novel aud interesting, with which ID
nm,isc lhcr rcn,lcra.
We have rent, some where, Of n ccrtnn custom
prrvulcn, urnong the ancient Romans of purifying
their city, by publicly smoking i,s streets and housen
with sulphur and bitumcn. This was customary
during the month of February, hence the name o.
that month, meaning The month Of publication. We
cannot say whether, il were better or not, for Servu
ruIlius 10 have chosen some other month for this
practice in Rome, but Gun safely aver that II our
In,endant ever thought Of purifying Edgeield, now
would be the time, for it is so insupportably warm
and dull that we are afraid, lest like city Of old, it
will steam in the nostrils.
The gay and wealthy of people are fast hasten
ing to the different summer resorts seeking pleasure
and amusement. They very naturally, desire
change Of water mir, diet and company-ndeed they
are anxious go any where, and like Chde llarolde
"E'en for change Of scene, would seek the shades
below"
some arc conien,ed with visiting the springs and
mountains OF our own Statc-Glenn's or Chicks, or
Limesone-Table Rock, Caesars Head, Hickory Nut
Gap &C. Others arc enjoying the delightful climate
and bathing of the White Sui phur, Red Sulphur &C.,
in Virginia. Some nre for the far famed Saratoga,
others catching the rising spray Of Niagara.
Meantime our old Bachelors sit costly in their
lonely apartments Never popping their miserable
heads out of duurs caring nothing for the pleasures
and delights of the gay world, and completely dis
gusted with old coquettcs, rrudish maids and gig
Cling, blushing misses
As for ourselves, we nre exceedingly bored with
cnnui, and heartily tired of our lonely sanctum. We
drag through the day without even on iced Mint
Julcp, Sherry Cobbler, or Roman lunch to refresh
our dropping spirits, and the night is debiitating
that
% Not poppy mandragora,
Nor oil the drousy syrups OF the world.
can medicine us refreshing slumbers. To render it
still dullcr, our schools are enjoying vacation, and
those Joyous maiden faces gone that often
livened the UNMARRIED scene Their very play ground
is deserted not very beautiful in itself, but when
peoped with their lovely forms, as enchanting rs
Rousseau's chosen spot
"The ground
Where carly love his Psyche's gone unbound,
And lallowed it with lUvrliness.'
With them, we fear, the hearts of very many of our
parting, and we are fully convinced that farewell
was q word that made them fnger. The gentle
grasp of the hand apparently said detain me if you
please, of course, twas pure platonc 'quecze.
The separation of some of them, we have no
doubt, like that of Laura and Beppo, was accom-
panied with partings pathetic and prophetic presents.
ments that they should never each other see"
which we sincerely trust will not prove true.
Some of our young men really appear disconsolatc.
as though they were unfortunately crossed in love.
1t may be, although We would not say it, that their
p ,ssion was not returned. This however We know,
that during our walk On yesterday, we met certain
Mr.. looking though he loved not the world, nor
the world hc as though the last link was broken"
What caused this expression of counenancc was
deep enshrincd in mis- hearts nmost core, and of
course we know it not, but experience and q know
led .e of human nature leads to suspect that this
forlorn Corydon had lost his charming Phyllis. We
will not say that he resemhled Patience sitting on
monument smiling al grief, ,";or that - ... -
"fIc never told his love,
But let conceament like worm in the bud,
| Feed upon his damask cheek"
for that was intended by its author for acertan she.
But that he pined in thought with green and yell
low melancholy" not inclined TO doubt. Ills
countcnance was perhaps more like that of La Bru.
ye.. absent man, if you choose, like Popes fellow,
whistng as he went for want of thought"
However we see no reason why he should not for
get his unfortunate and misplaced affection Does he
not know that
"'Tis better to have loved and lost,
Than never to have loved at all ~
Is he not glad that he has escaped. Particularly
when he recollccts the "wiles and slamours" of
Daah, how Catullus was beguiled by Lesbia, Tibul.
lus by Della, Propertius by Cynthia Naso by Corin-
na, Demerius by Lama, Timotleus by Phryne,
Philip by 4 Greek maiden, Alexander by Thays,
Hannibal by Campana, Cusar by Cleopatra, Pom
peius by Flora, Pcricles by Aspasa, Psammitcus by
Rhodope, and divers other great men by beautiful
and celebrated women.
If such facts cannot console him, the fable of the
grapes is still in We to him, in
our next walk with q more contcntcd and cheerful
countenance.
BY some chance, will, or fatality We happened up
on couple more of these oyesick youngsters. They
too had been suddenly torn from the adored object,
and were mutually confding to each other the secret
flame that devoured them. They had been successful
in their attention and were blessed with reciprocated
love. Though their parting was such as "press the
life from young hearts, still they happy in
having their affections returned nsomuch thas their
fond breasts all Weakness and their young hearts
reelcd with the fulne's of the delightful intoIication
Ere long lowery note written, like certain Dom
nas upon glt-cdge paper, with nice little qn
filled with liquid lines mclliluously bland,' will
reach them-in consequence of which, they Will
"hirc score of taors and be at costs for looking
glass;" indeed spend half the day in adorning their
person, in order to appear more chnrmng-we know.
ing that maidens, like moths are caught by glare"
Though,less youths seemingly unconscious that
"who loves, raves-'ts youths phrenzy-but the cure
is btercr STILL" That few, none, find what they
love, or could have lovcd," forgetfu that, charm
by charm unwinds, which robed their idols, they will
too soon find that beauty dwells not without the mind.
Let them beware lest sad experience teach them
the lesson They had better have petit dicJte,
dancing his Internal hornpipe upon their ccrebellum
to the rattle Of the tattoo than be surrounded, in the
absence of their fair loves, with parcel Of coquctish
1irs, or painted jezcbes, who must always be fed
upon the crumbs Of fattcry, and whose ever
open to the whispers of crcdulity.
We have heard OF an amorols youth, who preferred
the saffron hide and ducet treble of siIyre, to the
blush of the rose, and the note of the nightingale,
but this octrgenarian admircr turned out to be
"The immortal Capt. Waffle,
All for love and little for the bottle
Therefore let them forget their little loves, their
cooings and billings until more convenient season.
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