Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-07-05

The bewi!dering prayer
Of n mad despair
But whispers where
Its woe lies stark;
And the guit-stained sod
Is the witness to God
Of the deed of the soul that is dark.
VIII.
The agonized prayer
Of that maddened Despair
Up to the Infinite rolled;
Then the cry was stilled
And the night-air chilled
With sense of i'll
That crushed the will
But-Me end is not told
Vacations.
Four institutions of learning in our city closed
their exercises during the last week-the South
Carolina College, on Tuesday, the Goth the Co.
lumbia Female College, on Wednesday; the Ur.
sulne Academy of the Immaculate Conception,
on Thursday and the Columbia Female Acad-
emy, on Friday.
The South Carolina College concludes its sum-
mer labors with q written examination. These
examinations sift the classes Of their rubbish
the cobwebs of the halls--coput mortuum of the
crucible. Young gentlemen of elegant leisure
who have frittered away their brainess hours in
characteristic pursuits are admonished, on these
occasions, thatit won't do These usually con.
ceive spasmodic disgust of all book drudgery,
as they are pleased to style it, and retire precip-
itately to the shades of private life-get married
or read medicine. Our remark is intended to
extend only as far as it is true. The college is
all the better f5r this detergent process. Our
college this year closes in fine trim-having o.
bout hundred and sixty five or seventy stu.
dents; and the President says they have been do
ing earnest and telling work.
The Columbia Female College closes with about
hundred and fifty girls. Il graduates zen al
the present commencement. 1t is doing good
work, they say. Mr.. Hilliard, of Alabama, de.
livered the Grafton of this year on Wednesday
evening. We were there, but could only see the
orator; there being too much noise to hear a
single sentence where we sat.
The Ur,uline academy Of the Immaculate Con-
eeption closed on Thursday afternoon with dis-
tribution of Premiums, before o select audience,
to which we had card. The plan of teaching,
the tone of discipline, and the style of instruc-
ton impaired, all impress US with an idea of
Moroughnes, quite beyond what we conceive to
be usual Bishop Lynch and Father O'Connell
conducted the ceremonies on Thursday after
noon The occasion was emiuently successful
one The Academy is doing well. We could
not learn the number of girls in attendance.
The Columbia Female academy closes quietly,
without public demonstration. This institu-
ton, under the present administration, 1,-that OF
the Miss Reynolds,-has rapidly taken rank as
one of the best in the State. The york Of in
struction is careful steady, and thorough. With,
out ostentation and without flourish Of trumpets,
the Miss Reynolds have done most praisewor,
thy work of reconstruction and their Academy
stands now in the front rank of Female Schools
in our midst
All is departure. "Going home" greets our
ears on all hands. Faces are bright as lips re-
peat such good.byes as these. Young hearts are
drawn homeward by tender ties-a mothers
and sisters kiss await many one. Hearts that
hov loua1 tharn with -1ova IN Orppf
them soon-bosoms that have never doubted are
to press them soon-and eyes that have always
looked lovingly into theirs are soon to brighten
in welcome to them. Heaven bless them all.
We have only blessings for all the ties that
home-love hallows--for all the hearts pure
enough to beat to its musc-for all lives over
which shines the light of mothers love. Heav-
en- bless them all. To our heart these are all
now but memories-memories of childhood.
We felt and knew them-twenty years ago. We
have not been ''going home" since then.
"Going home!" There is joyous ring about
it, that sounds like music. 1t goes like gush-
of glorious life and hope to the fresh young heart
Tree, AL the Hotuiu2 VI us uope, SonAuin6 OIL"
virgin to its youthful dream. Tears of joy start
as we hear it uttered in the proud accents of
trust.
"Going home" We have seen sigh choked
down and tear, (not of joy) STAYED back by
homeless one when asked when he was "Going
home" Little can the fortunate home-one dream
what strength there is in the mere idea Of home
strength, to resist temptation and sin; nor can
he know what madness there is in the idea of
omelessness-madness, to rush away from care,
away from the struggle, away from the myste
rious burden of existence; for, all around, there
is no cord to hold the spirit up nor any voice to
call it back.
"Going home" Our young friends, the stu
dents-the young ladies and the young men-the