The Camden weekly journal. [volume] (Camden, South-Carolina) 1853-1861, 1853-07-26
Misfellaneetls.
:FFssona tie Southern Christian Adrocate.
Rides About Camden.-No. g.
MULBERRY.

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mussstake my carriage, which, is larger than
: yours, sosthat you can take, all the children,
saidsto. .me3a kind friend and neighbor. Ac-
cordingly, her capacious carriage well packed,
one bright and beautiful spring morning, was
seen vending its,way to Mulberry, the rural
residence Of Col. c. Mulberry, so called,
we presume from the tree OF that name so
common in this section of country, and priced,
more :for-its fine shade, than its fruit, Of which
persons generally, are not very fond.
Z AS we ieft the town, for our drive of about
three .mlesto Mulberry, we were struck with
the wealth of forest trees, pertaining TO this
region. The environs of Camden, we think re.
markable for their prodigious and magnificent
trees. Our road was rich with. them. The
{ Birch, with plentycf switches to help moral.
suason" in making the young uns'' better,
and the Juniper with berries not used in help:
ing any one, to make t'old uns'' worse. No! !!
trees, noble trees like these, should have
"leaves only for the healing ofthe nation"
They do.always carry my eyes up, and then
my heart right up, tosGod. Flowers are ,pret
ty, hut, in comparison, they are too diminutive
Said the great Bascom once to me, Give me
atree, none of your cut and carved and neatly
trimmed trees, but one just as nature made it,
free, Wild, spreading, Shading, waving, rusiling,
floating, Just as Heaven spleases." When in
troduced to our new home in Camden, SAID one,
can yod, be happy here, away from familiar
friends and placess o, cannot be unhappy
replied,I, with that Yerdurous grove right be
fore my door, to refresh, land cheer, and bless
me. That talIest pine seems to be standinS
a.. l. 60
blest be the ever green Pine" who wantonly
feilssone write him down Goth or Fandal. = -
How have been led ont Of nry-path by the
trees, ,instead of by them into it, like the forests
children. Bus here is 4 brluge ..ernss the road
completely canopied by over,archins trees, and,
along the road, we have AN aromatic avenne of
the Crab nearly all the remainder.of our way
The yellow jessamine and Cherokee rose also,
entwining round every twig and shrub. and post
and pillar Within their reach, lend an oriental
luxuriance of beauty and sweetness that one
seems almost, sit were, to bithe in, With de
light AS we approach the house through an
extensive lawn, We are greeted wl:h the sight
Of that glory Of our Southern. woods, the live
oak-.so darkly, deeply, beautifully green"
But here is the h0use-a substantial brick
one, handsome, capacious, massive, a house that
is a house, home for 4 large fanily,s one OF
the homesteads of the .olden time, where home
comforts and blessings cluster sacred alike, for
its Joys and for its sorrows a{nucieus still Tor
the children of it gone off to themselves, who
however far removed and separated still send
back their hearts affections to that home Of
ychildhood-thath home blessing them in infancy,
and now, in blessing, following them in. age,
byrefreshing, preserving, influence. The birth.
days, wedding: days, =. merry ChriStmasses,
the pastimes beueath those venerable shades,
the leaving home for school or college, the re
turnings home again, the tears at parting, the
smiles at meeting, all come up o the blessed
memories Of such a home, sanitary to'the pill
grim, however far removed from il !! That
homeswe entered. Ihe furniture was in keep
ing with the appearance of things without,
useful, substantial, good, nothing tawdry, no
ginger bread gliding about it. There in 1.-the
old arm chair" sat the venerable mother, 1.-THE
father had taken his usual ride to the planta
tions but would be in.presently, IA beautiful
mellow day of our own lovely autumn. She
HAD come to the South from her native North.
beauteous young bride. We beheld her por-
trait as taken, then,. how bright how blooming,
that carnation cheek, that cherry lip, those au
burn curls. You can scarcely realize, said the
dear old lady, that ever looked that way !;
indeed we could, there was as much beauty,
though of different kind, now; the difference
between Spring and Autumn. For my part, |
have always been an admirer of old age, there
is something. so subdped, and meek, and chas-
tened about it, SO unworldly, so spiritual, as II
its beauty owed more to heaven than earth, and
Hook upon the time when it, so soon, shall
have put off this. mortal toiput on Immortality,
that, when it istchristian old age, as in this
case it was, it seems to me already behold
some of the celestial inyestiture about it, and
/ feel holy reverence, for one SO soon; to be
an angel. The angelic sweetness of temper Of
this lovely old lady has been beautiful lesson
to her large family. Said her daughter-in law
to me Never. mall the domestic trials Of a
numerous family, in all her different relations
unto it. never have seen her temper even
ruled. She was one'of the young ladies Sc
lected to welcome w ashington to Trenton
and to send him written address on the oc.
easion, which he answeredin very comp
mentary manner.
We.walked through the rooms to examine
Z the many fine portraits on the walls. That i
General Washington's, said Mr. NJ; No, it wa
replied, but your mistake is one that was yer,
common in his lifetime; that is Col. C's. faith
er, who so greatly resembled Washington,
to be frequently mistaken for him, or though