Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1857-05-13


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LEAVES STOLEN FROM SOMEBODY'S JOURNAL.
FRIDAY MORNING, May, lS5-The spring, with
its myriad of fower-lives, bird-voces, and SUM-
beam arches, is with us again. So come to tho
Feast of the Roses all ye spirits of air, wood,
water, sky, and of human kind, and let US drink
deep heal.h-cup to genial spring; for lovely is
her presence unto US, and "beautiful upon the
mountains are the feet of those who come with
glad tidings." Ay, the fresh air and the green
earth; the beautiful sky, and the music of the
woods, have already done wonders with the "big
ugly" within Away with moping over the fire,
and grave seats in the corner; away with all OF
Jack Frosts rough tricks; we shall have nothing
now but sunlight and the flowers, and things that
are good for the soul.
Good humour reigns supreme this morning.
In the outer world all seems glad and in the bright
sky over the spiritual land, see not cloud. 0,
this May morning sunshine Of the spirit, is glori-
GUS feel like stretching forth my hands, in
friendly greeting, to every soul in the land. Es-
pecially do send my love out upon the winds to
my sweet friends, FANNIE MARY and UsDISE;
LIMA and CARL. If they were by my side now
would tell them as the Germans do5 that "my
heart, and the sea, and the heavens, are melting
away with love-" Out of all that is beautiful and
comforting, within and without; and now, whilst
the heart is overaowing with gadncss and is vii
ling to open itself TO others whilst the soulfres
burn so brightly upon the hearth-stone of the In
ner House, we might, perchance, be able to add
another exquistey fitting stone, to the souls tenn
pie, which We are so eager to build for ourselves.
Ay, they had better come now; for this happy
feeling may be gone, long ere see them, and then
our grasp will be cold and feeble When am to
see them? Answer me, ye Fatcs. I" How long
must I wait2 0, evermore, and forever more,
must stand at the beautiful gate" of Hope?
Speaking of the dear ones, LIMA and CARL, and
thinking Of their beautiful love for each other,
causes me to have half formed wish (?) that
too had CARL wonder what should do with
him i! guess should love him as LIMA does,
with all my heart and soul. Do you recall En-
mcrsons Essay upon Friendship? There is little
extract from it that remember to have read in
Miss Brcmer's Homes in America" some two
years since 1t runs thus "a friend is person
with whom may be sincere Before him may
think aloud; I am arrived at last i'll the presence
of man so real, so equal, that drop even those
undermost garments of disSmulation, courtesy,
and second thought which men never put of; and
may deal with him with the simplicity and whole
ness with which one chemical atom meets another"
Thus was journalizing at ten this morning,
and no doubt should soon have been as deep in
to the mysteries of our social being as ever Waldo
Emme,son was perhaps l should have conf
passed sea and land with Miss Bremen and Mar
garct Fuller, not to mention some half dozen other
gifted spirits whose works lay on the table beside
me- Indeed there is no telling what might have
DONE had not just then two little roguish eyes met
my own and a pair of tiny hands, rs soft and
white as snowy doves wing thrust themselves
wide open upon the page before me-
"Tome, tousin Dcrtie" said Jamie Hilton, the
owner of these impudcnt hands and eyes little
cousin who sojourncd with us" Uncle says you
must hear mine lcsson;' and thereupon he began,
his voice pitched in the key of five sharps-
d-e-dc-b-a-s-e-base dchase; i-n-in-c-a-se-case.
incase" &C. &C. Then came our little meta sister,
with her reading lesson: "I-can-a-cat-I-ca
-c-a-t-h "-"No, no, nc" said L" well," and she
began again; " c-h-catch-a-rat-and-I
-can-get-you- you-Sir-Fly-if-yo -you-dc not
up-into-the-air."
could not help laughing at their sing g-song en-
phasis but my thoughts stopped not here. had
not heard children read since was child. 1t
carried me back to years of bare feet bis-aprons,
and old field schools; when wee toddlin thing,
went to Mount Prospect School. Then associations
came thousand fold. Ina twinklng, was trans
formed from quiet, sedatc young lady Of twenty
summers, into wild, merry child Of six or seven.
All along the old school path from our own big
gate at the end of the lane, to the same old log
schoo.house went with tin bucket on one arm
and with my other hand swung my bag of books
aloft into the air. And what race had from
Mr.. Pollard's cows am sure I wished them In
the bottom of the rcd sea- But did not forget
10 steal by the old plum thicket and filling my
pocket with the yellow and scarlet fruit, jumped
over Mr. Pollards orchard fence which was hard
by" shook the trees which Were so heavy with
red-ripc June apples; and after crammng my pock-
cts, sleeves o. and apron with them, got quickly
into the path again, and started once more on my
way to school, looked up at the sun and judg-
Ing from it, and my own inclination to play, that
it was scarcely eight o'clock, and seeing our play
ground near, thought would run over just
little while and see if all was right at our play
house. Away scampered, over stumps, bitches,
and stones; through briar-patchcs and broom
sedge, to the everlasting ruin of pantalets and
skirt hens; and in moment stood beside it, But
Tribulation! and OH angels Of mercy defend
us!!" There it was, the whole OF it in ruins |
The hogs had uprooted all Of tlle green grass from
the floor over turned all the pretty rock STATS and
even upset our superb stump bureau, andsideboaAd,
which only yesterday groaned beneath the weight
IF glass and silver plate, that ne had for months
been gathering from among the broken wares at
home. Not only this, but the COWS, eruel mon !