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The Camden weekly journal. [volume] (Camden, South-Carolina) 1853-1861, 1855-04-24
Charity
Fair charity DO thou my guest
And be thy constant couch, my breast.

lSSA'o-''
This ruldcii Chain that reaches from heaven to
Garth, is much more admired than uSed-mor;
preached about than practised. 1t il;'s been re-
marked BY SONG writer, :" did universal charity
prevail, earth would be il Heaven and He'll a ID
b!e" 1t is another name for disnterested, lofty,
unadultcratcl love-lhu attribute Of Deity, that
moved Him to provide a city of refuge tor our
fallen, ruined rIce when exposed to the ven
geance and penalty, imposed by the holy law Of
God, violated by our federal head. 1t Is placed
at the head of all the Christian virtues by st.
Paul, the ab!cst divine that ever gracrd IL pull.
pit or welded rcr.,, 1t Is the snbstratun OF
philanthropy, the brightest sstar in the Chris
tian's dadem. 1t spurns the scrotula of green
eyed jealousy, the canker Of tormcuting envy,
the tortures of burning malice, the typhoid ot
fua,ning revenge 1t is an impartial nirr'r, set
in the frame Of love, resting Oh equity and JUS
ticc. 1t is the foundation and capstone Of the
clinax Of all the Christian graces-with"ut it,
ourregion is like body without y soul-our
friendships, shadows Of Il shadow-our aims, the
"fsprings Of hypocrisy humanity, mere
iceberg Oh the ocean Of tmc-we are unfit to
discharge the duties Of life, and dcranye the Dc
sign of our creation. Was this !leaven-born,
soul-cheering principle, the mainspring OF human
action, the all pervading motive power, that i'm
i1yellcd mankind in their onward course to eter-
/ nifty, The polar star to guide them through this
world of sin and wo-tle ills that flesh is heir
TO, would be softcned in its melting sIubcams, Il
new and blissful era would dawn auspiciously
upon our race, and Satan would become a bank
rupt for want of business. Wars and rumors Of
wars would cease-envy, jealousy, and revenge
would hide their diminished heads-falschoud
sTander and persecution would be unknown
scctarian walls, i'll, matters of religion, would
crumblc in the dust the household Of faith,
would become, what it Should be-onc uaitcd,
harmonious family in Christ inlidcty, vice,
and immortality would become the crowning
glory Of inau. Pure and unde6cd religion
would then be honorcl and glorihed--printive
| Christianity would stand forth, divcs.cI Of the
inventions Of lrtu, in all the majesty Of its Ia
tive lovelinrss-the victories Of the cross would
be rapidly acll;eved-and the bright day be
usllercd in, when Jesus shall rule, King Of la
tious, as he how does King ot sain.s.-FrOJe.
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poftrp.
THE ezD oAKEN BUCKET.

How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood
When fond recollection prescntstllem to view!
The orchard, tile meadow, the decptangled wildwood,
Aud every loved spot which my infancy knew;
The wide-sprcadng pond and tue mill that stood BY it,
The bridge. and the rock where the cataract fell,
The cot Of my father, The dairy house nigh it,
Aid cen theyrude bucket which hung in the well.
Tho old oaken bucket-tho iron.bound bucket,
The moss covered bucket which hung in the we'll
That moss-covered vessel hail as treasure
For often, at noon, when returned from the field,
found it the souece of an exquisite pleasure,
The puress and sweetest thatnaturs can yield,
ltow ardent seised it with hands that wers glowing,
And quick 10 the wLiie pebbed bottom it fcli
Then soon, with the en- blemSof tsuti overluwiug
And dripping with GOODNESS, it rose from tho well.
The old oaken bucket-ihe iron.bonhd bucket
The moss covered bucket asose from the well.
How sweet from the green mossy brim to receive ii.
When, poised OIL the curb, It inclined to my lips.
Not full blushng gobe, could tempt me to leave it,
Though filed with the nectar that Jupiter sips.
And now, far removed from that loved situation
The tear Of regret will intrusively swell,
AS faucy reverts to my fathers plantation,
And sighs for the bucket which hangs in the well.
The oakeu bucket-the ron.bound bucket.
Tile moss covered bucket which hangs in the well
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Influence oE NArrRE.-Men who have an
evil work to do never seek its perpetration amid
the solem haunts Of nature. True, crimes are
committed there, but only by the brutally de-
PRAYED, or those whom necessity tpr evil has left
them no choice Of locality. Nature has a calm
holy lock Of rebukc, ,satterring crime. She has
her ancient Pans, and Satyrs and Fauus. peer
ing amid the holes Of stately trees, and gliding
along cool valleys and leafy glades Great,
echoiDg voice break her awful silence the rust
ling Of her branche. is alolen Of warning, the
statel, tread .: the wild beast mocks the beast
like as!ec: Of the in:ruasr ard the upspringing
bird IS messenger firing hcaveuward with
with the tale, Ths III, hooting night-owl
screams forth in destination and with the most
horrib's cri,s OF = ra.ribu:ion. No, no, God is
in the wood, ana 20 n.'s :h-rs with the WORK
of danqns 90 to tbs city, where every face is
marked with t,rbidlen lonyings for deadly
knowledge, arl the brow is stamped with the
seal Of Gain 81 there wlero man is, and not
God where tho idea is preserved only ty stately
CHURCHES CLOSED ssiix days in seven, because men
do not Ike t.. retain God in their hearts but all
through, the SIS days the inearIrate Satan goes
up AMI down ulreJuicl.-7he NeEsboy.
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CAN BE- GESrLEMAs.-One very frequently
hears the remark made, that such and such
a man. ''can be gentleman when he please"
Now when otr reader uext hears this expression
made use Of, let him call to mini the follow
ing: .s
"He who can be gentleman when he pleas
es,' never plcases to Le anything else. Circum-
stances may, and do, every day in life throw
men of cultivated minds and refined habits into
the society of their interiors, but while with the
face and readiness that is their especial preroga.
tive they make themselves welcome among those
with whom they have few if any sympathes in
common, yet never by accident do they .dero,
gate from that high standard which makes them
gentlemen. n
$50 on the other, hand the man Of vulgar
tastes aud coarse propensities may stimulate, if
able, the outward habitudas Of society, speak
ing with practiccl iutonation, and bowing
with well studied grace set lie Is no more a
gentleman in his thought and feeling, than is
the tuscied actor who strut the boards. the mon
arch his Costume would bespeak him. This being
tie gentleman when he likes, is but the mere
peytornlan.cc Of the character. 1t has all the
swell Of the stage and tho tootlghts about it,
and never can for a moment be mistaken by
one who knows the world. \ cloak too large
cannot be gracefully worn by small man.
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WoMA%---.is the dove will clap its wings to
its side, and Cover anl conceal tn, arrow that is
pr?ynI OH its vitalS. so it is the naturs of wo-
man to hide from the world tie rangs Of woun:
ded affection. With her the desire Of the heart
q: failed The charm ofexisteuc, is at an end.
She negects all the cheerful exercises that glad
den The spirits, quicken the pulse and send the
tide of If, in hcalthful currents through the
veins Her rest is broken !; the sweet refresh
ment Of sleep is poisoned BY melancholy dreams,
"dry sorrow drinks her blood" until her feeble
frame siuks under the last external assailant.-
Look fvr her after little while, aud you find
friendship weeping over her untInely grave, and
wondering that one who so lately glowed with
all the radiance of health and beauty, should
now be brought down to darkness and the
worm. You will be told of some slight iudis-
position that laid her low, but no one knows the
mental malady that previously sapped her
strength and made her so easy a prey to the
spoiler.
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BEAUTIFUL ExTRAcT--When the summer Of
youth is slowly wasting away into the nightial
of age, and the shadow Of the past years grow
deeoer and lis wears to its close, it is pleasant
to look back through the vista of time upon the
sorrows and feicties of our earliest years. If We
have home to shelter, aud hearts to rejoice
with Ms, and friends have gathered together
around o9r fresides; then the rough place of
our wayla-ing will have been worn and smothcd
away in the twilight Of life, willie the many
spots we have passed through will grow brighter
and more beautiful. IIarpy indeed, are they
whose intercourse with the world has not
changed the tone of their llolier feelings, or
broken those musical chords Of the heart, whose
vibrations are so meodious, so tender and touch
ING in the evening of age.
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laughter,

We are not ono Of tlusc who believe it Il
crime TO laugh. On the contrary, we colsid, +
laughter bIessips--a great conservative. 1t
is this which binds humanity together. 1t is
the golden shower Of the Daliae-earLh, in which
all der joys besotten. What worth the
while would society aiird if it were not for the
faculty Of expressing cur satisfaction at behold
ing familiar faces, and giving vent to the mirth
which at interchange Of happy thoughts and
ftces provokcs! Taink Of friendly gathering
wilhcat laughter May without fowers-a
summer without sun! Think Of the kindly
greeting without slnile--society without
laughter. We might conjure in the faacy, per-
has, Il world Of <trIng.rs but it would be n
world devoid Of all that is loveable in life
vast c'narlal house pcopled with skeietohs. But
the suprclnest benefit Of laughter is displayed in
the closer and drarcr relations Of life. This it
is which unites household bands. This it is
which gives the lleart.i's charm, and mskes the
fire gIeam warm and bright yea the old home
we were born in is filled with laughter from eel
lar to yarret In every room old echoes forever
ling"r Of old daughters We loved. To be sure,
there is no home but there are sorrows which
may sancify it butt is not for the tears we
have shed within the tIreshold that We adore
it.. God knows we have suf1erings and grief
enougl'in the broad and garish light Of the
world, that home should not be endeared to
us by Affections and woes No, it is for its joys
and Pleasures not its siyhs and sadacss-i
sunshine, not Its gloom-ts laughter not its
sorrow, that We love it. Out upon Your "se-
tious families your grave parents, in the
family circle. They freeze rapture in the foun-
tain. Their children are not children
They are old as soon as out Of the cradle and
wherthcy finally become men and women, they
are mere entities. Whenever wit commands lis,
wherever JOY provokcs us, whenever ridicue dc:
mauds, wherever pleasure invites us; and when.
ever and wherever We may spread the sway aud
dominion of laughter, without irreverence, with
out injury to the good; and without giving
needless unbragc to our fellows, then and there
should we laugh, and laugh heartily, as if it
were not the labor we delight i'll, but the faculty
which rules over Us.
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TIE EXPRESSION OF HASDs.- Lavater told
Goethe that OIL II certain occasion whev he held
the velvet bag i'll Church, as collector of the Of
ferings, he tried to observe only the hands and
he satisfied himself that in every individual the
shape of the hand and Of tie fingers, the action
and sentiment in dropping the gift in the bag,
were distinctly different and individually charae-
terstic. There are hands Of various characters
the hand to catch, and hand to hold the hand
to claspe, and the hand to grasp the hand that
worked or could work, and the hand that has
never done anything, but holds itself to be
kissed, like that of Joanna of Arragon, in Ra
phaers picture
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SlMrlIClrYor DRESS --renties. the editor VI
tue Louisville Journal speaks thus tv his readers
Those who thiuk that, in order to dress
well, it is necessary to dress extravagantly and
yaudily, make a great mistake. Nothing so
We" becomes true feminine beauty as simplicity.
We have seen many remarkably fine person
robbed Of its lin. effect hy icing over dressed.
Nothing is more unbecomng tlian overloaded
beauty. The simplicity of .the classic taste is
seen in old .tatucs and pictures painted by men
Of very superior artistic genius In Athens, the
ladies were not gaudily but simply arrayed, and
we doub+ whether any ladies ever excited more
admiration. So also the noble old Roman !pa-
irons, whose superb forms were gazed on dc.
lightcdy by men worthy of them, were always
Very plainly dressed. Fashion often presents the
lines Of the butterfly, but fashion is not classic
goddess"
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RATHER CuLp.--kcudal, Of tho New Orleans
Picayuli", rclat,s the following which occurred
i'll his presence at Baden. in Germany
At ti!is jlne;urc We Were joined BY an English
party, when the subject matter brought under
discussion, WAS bathing.
~ take sponge batl every morning when
ut homr," said John Bull.
"eo d H. r;';o,tvt the Y.;;kee.
I" "iale" a!ia Summer" continued the En-.
giiSi,u:al.
Ny systrr exactly" responded the Yankee
"lS Your weather and water cold,' guercd
John Bull
blight chilly" continued Brother Jonathan.
" How cold I" inquired John.
so cold that the water all freezes as ! pour
it down my back, and ratllcs upon the floor in
the shape Of hail! !" responded the Yankee, with
the same cunning twinkle Of the cya. "Were
You III tho mex. room to me ir America" he
continued, "a'Ia could hear me as I am taking
my sponge bath of a cold winters morning, YOU
would think Wis pouring dry beans down my
back -
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believe tl.st if Christianity should be com.
PEELED to fee from the mansions of the great the
academies Of the philosophers,,the halls Of leg.
islators, or the throng of busy men, we should
find her last and purcst retreat with woman at
the tiresido; her last audience altar would be
tho female heart her last audience would be
the children gathered around the knees ofa mo-
ther /; her last sacrifice, the secret prayer escap
ing in silence from her lips, and heard, perhaps
OILY ut the throne of God
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MILITARY PRIpE.-A farmer was elected to Il
corporalship in militia company. His wife,
after discoursing with him for some time on the
advantage which the family would derive from
his exaltaton, inquired in doubling tone,
Husband, will it be proper for us to let our
children piay sith fhe neighbors' nows" One
OF the littls urchns eagerly asked, ".Are We
not all corporals'" "Tut,"' sand the mother
"bold your tongue; there Is no o2c corporal
but your father and myself"
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81 can tell a h tier story than that, adder
the captain. Il felt pretty considerably frisky
one day, and went up The lightning rod, land
over hand, rs high as the vans. had 8 good
prospect up there--but that ainl all. A tifan::
ler-cloud came over, and saw it was agoihsto
strike the steepe, and thinks to myself tit
hits me I'm done up. So got ready, and when
the crack came, gaze one leap up, les tts
lightning strike and run down and tfieh ;sadght
hold again" ~ %& z-t.'' -
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GINGER BEEn.-One pint Of lllolas>rs and
two spoonstul uf ginger put into ii pails,o .te:
half filled with boiling water when well stirred;
together, fill the pail with cold water, leaving
room for one.pint Of yeast, which must not ~
put in until lukewarm Place it on warm
hearth for the night, and bottle in the morning.
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diStrust both the intellect and the morally
of those people to whom disorder is no cotse:,
quence-who can live at ease in an Augean
stable. What surrounds us, reflects more OF
less that which is within u.s. The mind il like
one Of those dark lanterns which, in spite Of
everything, still throws some light arotna T.
our tastes did not reveal our character, they,
would be no longer tastes, but instincts. w.
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NEVER TOO LATE TO LEARE.--At recent
commencement at Wi,tcmburg College one OF
the graduates who received the highest honors
of his class was forty.two years of age. Hav.
ing enjoyed no opportunities for education i'll
his youth he commenced at tho rudments
when twenty five years old and he soon acquir.
ed deep tLirstfur knowledge and improved
all his opportunities and intervals from labor
for study. .. ~
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Walking is the best possible exercise. ,Habit-'
uate yourself to walk very far. The Europeans:
value themselves on having subdued7 the horse
to the use of mal., but dosbt whether we have
no: lost more than We have gained by this ani.:
NAL. For no one thing has caused so much de-
generacy of the human body. An Indian GOES,
on foot nearly as far in day as eufeebled white
does on bib horse, and will tire the best horssss 3
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IDEN CAROLINA TUESDAY MORNING. APRIL 2 1855.
4 SrAoE Telcn.-A better Illustration Of stage

= 4 STAGE RICK.-h better australian OF stage
cu,tuIne is afforded us in the story Of II thIik)
B,nslry. He had to play Henry vi. in Rich.
ard the Third" After the monarch's .deat il in
the early part Of the play, lie had to appear for
a,1nuuent or two as his own own ghost, in the
filth act. The spirits were 1T that time eahibi-
ted Ell 5asle py trai. Now our Henry was
invited oas 70 sappar. AMI being anxious to get
there early, arl sno":ns That little more than
his shoulders would be saau Ly the public he
retained his black .a'yn. yesa and bugles; but,
dscAriiug the lower par: y: his stage costume,
he Dire" on :! jalnty pa: d. lew, tight, nankeen,
pantaloois, To je as I;lr dressed for his supper
company as he coul. When he stoud on the
trap, he cautioned TIE inen who turned the
crank not to rai.s hin 4. high As Usual, and Of
course they PROMISED tu, obey. But wicked
low comedian Yls &: hand, whose love Of mis-.
chief prevailed over.bis Judgment, aud he slid
denly applied kil1se't with such good will to the
winch, that he ran King Henry right up to u
level with the sta5s, and moreover gave his
majesty such 4 jerk that he was forced to step
from the trap on to tie boards to save himself
from falling. The sight Of the old Lancasteran
monarch in a costume Of two differeiit Periods
medieval above, all nankcen and novelty below
--was destructive Of all decorum both upon the
stage and before it. Theaudience emphaticay
"splt their sides j. and a, for the tvrant in the
tent, he sat bold upright, and burst into such all
insaiis roar that the real Richard cond not have
looked more frantically hysterical had the de-
ceased Henry actually so visited him in the nam
keen spirit.-Doran's UaJits and Mea. .- >
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SWEET On For BED Bues. These midnight
annoy ers may be all driven off by very simple
and easy method. -. :
Take soft brush and oil the cracks anl
joints freely with common sweet oil, and they
will take themselves off in great hurry: they
cannot stand the OIL
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al will and jequeath. to my. beloved wife
Bridget, all my property without reserve, to my
oldest son Patrick one half the remainder, a I'd
to Denis my youngest son the rest. lfanything
is lefl it may go to Terence o'Carty, in isvats
culd lreland.'
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"NoBouY BCr PRINTER AsTHow.-Sucl
was the steering remark Of person residing
not thousand miles from the door Of our sane,
tum, in referring to the profession VIC follow, in
pride. Nobody but Il printer" in soots 1t
makes our Llood run rampant through our veins
to hear such expressions fall from the lips Of
those nuTsed on republican soil. "N"body but
printcr anyhow Who was Benjamin Frank
linz "Nobody bnt Il printer" who Was Will
liam CaAton, one Of the fathers ,f literature
"NcJodv but printer" Who WAS Earl San,
hope: "NoJ9dy but a printer" Who WAS
Governor Armstrong, Of Massachusetts, No
body tut Il lrutcr!'
Who were Governor Biglvr, Of PENNSYLVANIA,
and Governor Bylvr, Of California; Nobody
but prjut"r,.' George ?. Norris, y. P. Willis,
Joseph Gales, Charcc Richardson. james IIar.
per, Horace Greer. Bayard Taylor, Robert Sears,
and Senators Dix, Cameron aud Nilcs--who are
they. Nobody but printers, anyhow" One
Thug is evident; every person that chooses cln t
DC Il printer. Brains are necessary.
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Bachelers are not entirely lost 20 t:eIfefBr.
nIent of fseutiment-Yr the following toast ot-
fered by one Of the .nucl, abused fraternity at a
celebration :. ...
Ladies-Sweet Briers in the garden Of Life
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Prince Torirnio, the last of the Colonna, is.
after fifteen years marriage, about to become a
father to show his joy, he has proclaimed thai,
he will give 1000 crowns to every child born ii
Rome on the same day as lis heir.
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It is mentioned as among tile bad effects
Of Uncle Toms Cabin that the four little boys
who fell in love With, "itle Eva" and took pri-
vate box every night te see her at Barnutn's
Museum at s5 night, derived the means Of
doing so from the enterprise Of one of the lads
in stealing the letters Of his employer, which lie
took froi TIE postofBce'
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DEcErr.-The Olive l,rarcL says ii there is
any being on the face ol Gods footatool, that
we utterly despiso aGd lbcn;iuata it is i Two
faced man who grccts you with az eu:stTrtchod
hand, smooth words and Il smiling face and yet
the moment your baek is turned stof', about
and rcvles yon,insiauates perhaps bass charges
which only hcllish malice could invent, using
his vile tongue to stab ycur reputation or that
of your family, and all probably to revenge
himself for some frncied wrong to which bis
hateful Imagination alone gave birth. Such
beings shou. d be driven out from among men.
and be compelled to wander up and down the
earth branded like Cain, the scurn aud derision
of every decent human being.
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lie is a wise man, though not skilled III SCI
e.lce, knows how to govern his passions aud Of
fections. Our passions are our iufrrni!ivs. liz.
that can make IL sacrifice Of lbs will, is Nrd Of
himself
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Isrs you blasted hopes " asked lady Of
green librariap, whose fac was much swollen
by the tpotllache. -.
"No, ma'am," replied the youth, "bat eptc'
got blasted tootllache." "'-F
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A man asked an Trishman why he wore hiss
stocking wrong si'ls outwardss p.
Because" said he, there's h1se nn tLs'
other side"
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Though fortune seems to be universal mis-
tress, yct prudence is hers. When We are gui.
ded by prudence, We are surrounded by al the
other diyinitcs