The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1856-08-21
sPARTANBURG S. G., THURSDAY, AUGUST 81 1856

tuouShs the inspiEitlon OF tue scene around
would lend us an eloquence potent enough
to force that long glooked-for, but never.
come, little affirmative from her negative
lips. But we soon left the source of this
stream, which God has thrown like silver
girdle around tho mountaiu; and, after
winding our course over very serpentine
road for few miles, we rested upon, the
lofty "brow of Cesar" Here the world in
miniature was spread in grand panoramic
view before us; and mountain after noun
tain, vieing with each other, as they reach
after the Heavens, like purple curtain,
relieves the sigh. wearied of its wanderings.
We will not attempt a description of the
charms Of this place. Adler pens have
failed to do them justice After spending
short time very delightfully."- here, we left
its exh'larating atmosphere, pure sparkling
water, aud magnificent scenery, with a
sigh-twin-sister 10 tear-and directed
our course homeward.
We fastened back with the speed we
could command and night found us within
mile Of Waitdce's Factory. We conclu.
ded to spend the night at this romantic
place, as we had not enjoyed the pleasure
of "cha" with the DR.. for long time.
His kind welcome and generous hospitality
made us glad of our conclusion, not to
mention the pleasure received in witness
ing the various objects Of ornamental and
operative novelty and beauty about the
place. The DIR. certainly deserves credit
for tearing down old fences and old houses
that once deiormed the hill, and building
new and handsome ones in their stead.
May he prosper in his business. Tho next
day, after pleasant drive for few hours,
wo reached Spartauburg again. And now,
Mr.. Editor, We place you again in the sold
arm chair" hoping that you have enjoyed
the trip as well as MONTLyAGUS.
NIGHT SCENE IN YoUSG LApY's BED
CHAMBER.-Last Tuesday night, which will
be remembered as one of the warmest of
the season, young lady at the "West
Eud" was excessively frightened at little
circumstance which uanspired about the
hour of midnight. The young lady, whose
beauty is only equalled by her modes,y, aud
whose ''eye's dark charm" has caused more
than one wastcoat to palpitate, had retired
to her chamber, where, after laying aside
the greater portion Of her wearing apparel.
she committed herself to the tender EN-
brace of Morpheus, whose soothing infiu-
ences were aided by the cooling breath of
Zephyr, who came in at the open window
and famed her checks with his feathery
wings. In a word, she was snoozing fine.
ly.-or, to use the language OF modern
bard
SLEEP on her velvet cyelids lightly pressed,
And dreamy sights uphcaycd her snowy breast.
Whise s,arbeams, thro' her windows softly creep
ing
Stole 10 her couch and trembling there s,o j peep
ing"
1t WAS, rs we said, about midnight when
tie young lady was reused from her deli.
cious siumber by hearing noise at the
window. Half unciosirg her eyes, she was
startled by the sight of corpalent form,
apparently struggling 10 gain admission
TO her chamber through the open window.
1t struck her at once that the intruder had
been caught 10y the rear of his unruen,ion-
abies, by nail or some other sharp instru.
ment, as he seemed TO be struggling with
stern determination to enter Her Grst
thought was to faint--her second 10 give
the fellow push-her third, TO jump out
OF the window as soon rs he jumped in
her fourth, to scream, which was immcdi.
ately carried into effect The whistle of
the locomotive on the Iron Mountain road.
when 1t gave its fist snort on the 4th OF
July, was but 4 whisper 10 the screams Of
the young girl. The whole house aud
half the neighborhood, were awakened by
the outcry. The old folks, three female ser.
wants, and two big brothers rushed to tlIe
rescue, and brooinsticks, mop handles and
booJacks flashed in the gas light, AS the
household entered the chamber Of the
frightened beauty. An examination of the
figure i'll the window dispeIled the fears of
all, and the screams Of lhe young lady, into
shouts Of laughter. The imaginary "fat
man" was only her own darling iooped
skirt, which she had hung on hook near
the window, and which the wind bad infla.
ted and set in motion. There was no moro
sleeping in the house that night.-St. Louis
Herald.
HALO! How's TINS The Orangeburg
Southron comes to us with the endorsement
Hare tie ercjtonge stopped" Now, vcr.
lily this is queer. We can't believe our
eyes. Why, what have we done, gentle
men ol Orange, TO be thus dealt witlIi We
are as blind as bat in the premises. But
1t II must be so, even so let ii I've. Whether
1t will be possible for us tosuryive this sud
den abstraction of so much light, and beau
ty, aud power, and heat, remains 10 be seen.
Praps we sZhall-pyaps nodi