Cincinnati daily press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1860-1862, 1860-12-03
BacheIOrhOod, ThrOneh Reasons Atnnos-
phere.

fuses to make himself miserable through
matrimony wedlock atones for countless
errors; is the sacrifice, perhaps, that expiates
crime.
The bias against bachc'orbood is somewhat
marvellous. Celibacy is prejudged: the con-
clusions respecting it are foregone. Every
individual who has the resolution to be free
feels strong outward pressure; and, unless
he be a sort of hero of selfreliance, he is
coerced into the condition his reason and
philosophy oppose.
No wisdom is there in this antpathy to
bachelorhood, no justice, no ratiocination. No
one can give reason for general marriage.
It's advocates but echo previous empty ut
teTance, and reiterate unmeaning syllables.
The idea, if any, seems to be that it is
every mans duty to wed some woman, it
matters not whom. A thousand valid argu-
ments are offered against the connubial ex-
pertinent. The prospective martyr declares
he does not love, nor sympathize can not
esteem or even understand the nature TO
which be is to be allied.
What of that2 is answered. Marry first
and all of those will come in due season.
Ay, will they Too late, alas As the
Summer sun comes to the flower planted in
the Winter. frozen soil; as the calm to the
mariner lying lifeless in the coral caves be-
meath the sea.
"Man is born TO trouble" and hence he
must fulfill his destiny by marriage; else he
escape portion of the woe predestined for
mortality.
Some there may be who prefer wretched-
ness in another than welded form; but
that is authorized and orthodox, and since
more certain to insure speedy and contin-
uous suffering, must not be avoided.
1t is the will of Heaven-amiable influ-
ence the celestial must be, according to rep
resentation-thAt you be wretched it is the
determination of Society you endure your
wretchedness in Hymen's chains.
You VOW you will not and you do not !
You are a wretch, then, and villain. You
have declared yourself independent; you
have established your freedom.
The women scold and frown; but respect
you all the more for it in secret. The men
protest, but envy. They struggled like you;
but they did not triumph. They are enjoy
ing the pleasures of slavery self imposed and
you the victory over prejudice and circum-
stance.
Wretch and villain, then, you are not
husband-you are spared that at least; and
for the man unmarried there is always hope;
for him there must ever be future.
Marriage is the desperate gamblers final
stake, the last experiment before suicide
Accept that and your fate is sealed Reject
it, and you still hold the cards of fortune
and the dice of destinyl
1t is the duty, says Society, of every man
not only to be miserable himself, but to
render some woman likewise.
That is pleasant and benevolent; quite like
Society, which compensates for lack of heart
by superabundance of fmalignity.
There are those who do not and will not
believe this; who know Society sham
and therefore declare for celibacy.
"They are woman haters," says Juliet.
Woman-lovers rather call them, blonde
haired beauty; you know not the cause oi
their unwillingness to wed. They are OPP
posed to marriage from a principle you dc
not understand; from philosophy you car
not fathom.
judge only by my heart"
Which explains, perchance, the poverty OF
your judgment, blue-eyed maiden. Youl
sex only talks of heart when i. is absent
Until gone, women know not they have had
one.
Who has more gallantry than bachelor
Surely not husband, to whom all Earth's
daughters are prosi6ed because his Eve has
lost her poetry through too practical rela-
ton.
Husbands laugh at love, and sneer at sem
timent. Their dream is over: they are terribly
awake.
The bachelor still has an ideal he believes
some woman loveable, though he has not
seen her, and values the sex as the inferior
sisters of his spiritual mistress.
Husbands are by marriage made subservi
ent to one attachment: to the bachelor the
| field of beauty yet is open. He obtains the
best of the sex: he leaves the honey ere the
| hive is robbed: he enjoys the vernal land
scape before the frost has fallen.
Hence his high opinion of the feminin,
race. He has looked through roseate atmos
| pheres; has drank with them the sparkle o
| the wine. The heavy fogs and bitter lees t
the husband come; for he chooses the con-
dition and the season for their being.
Bachelors are mean and odious," warmly
| declares Juliet, her gentleness yielding to in
dignation; 'and hate them"
| They do not you, sweet pouting charmer
or they would wed you. Their abstiusnc,
from marriage is the proof of their affection
| Mean and odious they may be; but, mar
ried, they would be more so. Do not de
nounce them, lute-toned damsel They d.
not ask your love. Beautiful as you are
they would not call you wife for the uni
verse. Why then are you not grateful
Never hate the monster man until he seek
you in marriage; for only then is he your un
relenting foe.
Women rarely know their benefactors: the,
judge of nature by inversion: they strangl
logic, and call vanity intuition.
The greatest hero and the Wisest sage Wer
never married. They saw beyond the perio
where passion blinds and nature stumble;
Few men who think regret that they ar
bachelors; few men who feel seek to be Other
wise.
The sons of Adam are not celibates threug
disappointed love: the Tilted creature is
simpleton, and will, be sure, become q hus
band at the last.
No fool that can not find wife: only til
philosopher requires none; for he unto hin
self is all. fin some eaTly-weakness he hl
sought and been refused, he bears her nam
in grateful memory, and loves her for th
horror he escaped.
Bachelors may be wTetched, but they al
wIetched by themselves;,and they are free
poets and philosophers should be free.
They seek to bring no being into life
suffer and to die they would not see IL
beauty that has blessed them fade; the loy
they have awakened turned to hate. The
ask no fayors of the World nor boons
Fate. They 60 as they have come, if not di
fusing happiness, not augmenting pain, NJ
leaving an inheritance of woe to millions "
unborn.
If they love not and are not loved, so muC
rne better for their kind. Ifthey have new
planted flowers, they have not raised the no.
ious weed that poisons all the Rir,
Ifthere are none to lay the soft and 9yn
pathetic hand upon the latest pulses oit the
Isolated heart no one has privilege to COZ
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