Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1859-08-31
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SOUND once m thrilled the land. America Is
nee Tue last link in the tyrant's chain,
broken. No doubt those brave old SOL
diers' who had so nobly fought for freedom
wept for JOY as they thought of the happy
iatc OF future generations while thew
..nan.eo Heaven their labors had not been
~ VAN, Yes, ours is happy country all
shat VIII, can be free. But do we ever re-
meet that in this land of liberty, there are
thousands bowing TO tyrant whose sway
over his subjects is the most Unlimited.
whose influence is the most demoralizino.
and who instead of honoring those whoare
most devoted to him, sinks them into othatlow
abyss OF misery from which few return.
Notwithstanding many are loyal to him.
10 the last and die in bis service. vet over,
no ones grave is placed splendid monu-
Rs1s Pcls 9 dkssoaat Ant e admgiag his he
ner his remains are buried and he forgot
ten : or perhaps, one sad mourner whose
iate with his for life was linked, ,anay lipgen
there to bewail bis unhappy fall.
IhIs cruel tyrant, though when seen in.
hls natural form is hideons to behold, is
nevertheless capable of assuming almost
the appearance of an angel of light. Visi-
ting the social circle, he seems to diffuse
an unwonted cheerfnlness on all round
lis thus, by cunning and iattery, be.
draws toward him these unhappy victims.
who when once within bis power. seldom.
cxtrcate themselves from his iron grasp.
Oar hearts bleed when we see the Young
and gifted, who might be ornaments to so.
clety, going on with their ewes closed to all.
danger, and like that gay young party who
needless of the prayers and entreaties of
Their friends, rushed into the bosom of the.
mighty malestrom, callous to every warn.
ing word.
My little son ) and that fond parents
heart swells with emotion as he uttcrs
those endearing words. "Yes he'll be a
man, I'm sure he will see with what ea-
/ gcrness ne pursues his studies, while, from
/ day to day, can perceive his growing ;n-.,
/ tellcct." And now, bright visions of the.
future rise before that fathers mind. He
sees his boy grown to manhood loved apd
admired by all who know him. The good
and the wise ever welcome him with
smiles, as one whose merits they can we'll
appreciate.
Hell benny JOY and comfort through life,
and smooth my pathway tothe tomb" And
Will those fond anticipations never be rcalizs
ed! VIII that loving father be doomed to see
4 his son, the idol of his soul, treading the.
broad path to ruin, regardless ofthe PRAYERS
and admonitions of his parents and fricndss
But who can depict the agony of that
TStasl tsea1a, who No has ssSs EatchsA Sfss him With
reach his heart of stone If there be tears.
IN Heaven, they must be shed over such
scene as this.
saw fair young bride, with a glad.
smiling face, and, as she leaned upon the.
!, strong arm of him who had vowed to love,
and protect her through life, she wore a,
look of happy content which seemed to
say: my life will be ore of light and sun
shine" As gazed on her lovely features,
and caught the glances of her JOY -beaming
;. eyes. surely, thought ], her life will be one
:, bright summer day.
u "a change came DER the spirit of my
r. dream" Weeping, solitary and alone, /
= saw that fair young bride. The light had
e flown from her eyes, the smiles from her
+ face and the world seemed dreary place
is to her. Her morning sun had set at noon.
lie l could not stay to hear her tale of woe; !;
cr but how chilling were these words: @He
Y upon whom | relied with so much love and
confidence, has become poor, abjcct, de-
T. graded drunkard." turned away with a
at saddened heart. How long, thought /,
"a will it be ere the people become awakened
IT. to their best interests. Is there not talent
at and goodness enough in this land to drive
vs. this evil, intemperance, from its boundsl-
We are happy to see that many are now
re, taking firm stand to combat this power
ars ful enemy. Let US continue, with unwea
'u- ried patience, to perseyere. Heaven vii
OF smile upon our labor; and, should we a
,ht last gain the victory, brighter crowns vii
us be ours than ever decked monarch's brow
y, ---.--------
ye, DEATH OF Rev. W. j. JAcKsoN-Ou
- community were shocked on Thursda
of morning last by the intelligence that th
ath Rev. w. j. Jackson had died that mornin
zen suddenly at his residence in Marlboro Dis
tly trict. The Rev. Mr.. Jackson was wel
'es- known and highly esteemed by every mem
He Der of our community. Indeed. for th
en- last twenty-five years he has been for mos
i'd of the time almost one of us. We cannc
oial do less than pay this brief tribute to hi
ght memory, though we feelit to be thePpeyinc
of another to do bis memory that justic
yay his merits deserve. He was buried On Fr
re- day at the Hopewell Church, near th
d North Carolina line, with due Masonic hor
we'd ors, attended also by the Sons of Tempe
'sed ance, of which order he was pattern men
sves Der. Rev. A. IL Lester, of the Methodi
too, Z Church, officiated at the funeral.
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