Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1858-05-05

US. 1t is pretty severe, but we have no
doubt that it does no more than Justice to
one who is SO unprincipled as to impose
falsehood upon an Editor, as he did with us.
And now having allowed the injured
party an opportunity to defend himself, and
denounced the graceless act ourselves, we
shall allow nothing more to appear in our
columns on the subject.-ED. AGE.
For the Spirit of the Age.
A reply to the Original Story.
WRITTEN FOR GUILLIAM coMBURY BY L. "
At the terminus of a Rail Road in South
Carolina, and about fifty miles, south of
Haywood, is situated Town, which, on
account Of its commodious transportation
to the chief City of the State, is rendered
conspicuous.
Wealth, fashion, intelligence as we'll as
morality abound but unfortunately, Cities,
as we'll as Towns where the population ism
merous, are noble retreat for all kinds
of characters. Mingled in one throng you
can behold the virtuous and vicious the
pure and the impure; those whose souls
swell with heaven-like aspirations, and those
whose chief concern it is to glide and twist
through life as a task hard to undergo;
the result Of the latter generally being dis
sipation.
| Among various others, there are charac-
ters who will follow their avocation, what
ever it be, a while, and board at the chief
Hotel in the place /; but alas for the land
lord, he is often left in Puzzel-Brain-in
one single night they disappear. glimmer-
ing in the distance
Among the latter class might be seen a
tall young man, of digniied air, who has
recently, in story in the Spirit of the Age,
assumed the name of Guilliam Combury.
A beautiful subject for the press, indeed.
Like the souls delivered from purgatory
short time since, as long as you gaze ex-
ternally, he has rather supernatural ap-
pearance, but once the red flannel is re-
: moved, is nothing more than frog making
long strides and tall jumps, but from de-
iciency of the brain often lights in the fire
instead of the water. The next we hear of
this notable character, he is in the county of
Independence (of which this was formerly
a part) engaged in partnership with
, gentleman of that county; but soon he was
found out to be wolf in sleeps clothing
the fountain of the great deep within him
was broken up, and then began to exude
from this fountain the essengree4e-Msr. Com
| bury's true character which was confirmed
[ by an act, viz: Selling out his partners
: as we'll as his own interest in the shop, and
I putting the receipts of both into his own
D pocket. Any person possessing anything
: like a vivid imagination would suppose that
; Mr.. Combury would do well to exhibit one
# OF his great accomplishments, viz: speci-
!. men of tall walking bonafde.
e Again it behooves Mr.. Combury to Sc.
Y lect a new home; whereupon he located in
r the beautiful village of Haywood He was
o not here but few days until it was given
Y up that Uncle Jacob was no where in the
ring; the fact is he drawed bow won
< derfully. The Sabbath was with him
is day of exhibition, both of his dress anc
" person. He was therefore seen frequently
le walking the broad streets of this little vii
h lage, occasionally deigning to let his eye
h fall upon the ground beneath. But alas
10 if the fountain be impure, the stream vii
s be adulterated; though he stood upon tn
V. corners of the street and thanked his
le that he was not as other men, yet the vii
n layers were soon reimpressed with tn
ne truth of the old adage,, that it is hard for
st man TO out lun his deeds-his sins will fol
n low him. Startling but true. Mr.. Com
I'd bury was threatened with the commo
h. goal of the county,, defacto. But this di
,h not seem to.effect any visible change o
his Mr.. Combury's physiognomy. The reaso
as of this | cannot tell J whether it was th;
on he was expecting it, or that it was only
I'd repetition OF like events IN former days,
nd question to be solved.
Of 1t seemed to'be the height of Mr.. Comb
on rvs ambition torender himself eonspic