The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1857-04-29
80, Woman,

80, Woman,
W hen pain and anguish wiring the brow,
a mIn'Sicring angel thuu -
No man can refuse to take n paper when
asked by Il w"maD in her peculiarly af.
fectionate and convincing manner, unless
he has 4 heart not unlike the "ncther mill
stone" We do not advocate the rirht of
womc' TO lc-jsIatc, make stump speeches,
etc, but when Il word, Il smile, or Il frown
viii accomplish Il great dcsidcraturc. why.
we advocate the right and duty of their in
deposition. Their ladies', we respectfully
invite Jour aii IN this matter, ever rcmrm-
boring that, by brstowing blessings upon
others, We entail them on ourselves -
We hope ere long to hear Of our friend
of the Ledger, ascending the old flight
of stairs Of the Printing Office, with un.
wontrd cIacticity and h~i!a5ity, repeating the
memorable verse,
"Tho ladies' are on our side, my bows.
Tho ladies are on our side,
Where ere we go through veal or wo.
No cvi! shall! ere bctidc,"
WV W"uIu say 10 those who read the
Ledger, make an effort to obtain one other
paying subscriber, Eve intend to do SOY and
rest assured you will have done a good
work, a work that will be daily acknowlcdg.
ed and appreciated. Show TO others the
''mast head" the Eaglc-"Epluribus unum,"
that they may see and know us there bold
ly Indicated, that the Editor scars aloft,
and lives above things low and grovciing.
How refreshing TO take an aerial flight once
n week upon the wings of that majestic
Bird! Or if You would rather, MS one of
yore did, in Tank get upon the widespread
pinions Of the Pegasus, and rise lofticr still.
Who that has lived in Lancaster, but that
likes. aye, delights in P~cru,ing the columns
or the "Lancastcr Ledger" and in his i'm
Imagination dwell! for a time upon the beau
ties, incidents and rcminisccnces Of the old
homestead and by-gono days ?--becausc
we are made the better and wiser by it
Who but hat loves his home? those brooks,
dalcs and hills we loved, sc love them still.
Sour country . It's of thee,
Sweet land of liberty
OF thee We sing
Land where our fathers died
Land OF the pilgrims pride,
From every mountain side
Let freedom ring"
On cur return home, nothing Of p~articu-
lar moment came our way, save Preston $.
Brooks, Jr., who the sire said (AIr. b. was
to I'LL the vacancy caused by the demise of
the lamcntcd Preston s. Brooks, Sen.,-
We hope that the Old Veteran will not be
disappointed in his lofty aspirations.
We did not reach home the first day, but
stopped where cousin Sallie" dwells, who
entertained us with sweet and charming
sounds upon the Plane Forte, after a fatigue.
ing days travel over Il "hard road to trot,"
which caused us early to take refuge in the
bNImly arms Of Somnus.
Morning came, and we were much re-
freshed-the great luminafy of the day once
more shone forth with his wonted brillian-
cy and splendor upon terra firma, and again
our rather worsted ~quad:upeds were har-
messed up, and off we went, (but not at
the rate of 2.4O on a plank road) reaching
WadesbOro' at 10 o'clock. All we'll. Al
IL o'clock we dined with our family.
More mon
Son OF LANCASTER.
p. S. We will take occasion to correct
an error in u last, in relation to Ansonyille
Commencement, which embraces the 10th
July, instead of March 10th. s. OF l..