Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-01-05
For the Yorkvfle Enquirer.
RFvERIEs OF A BACHELOR.
By WILLIE LIGHTHEART.

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Snug? Well, yes; the fire is very warm
plenty of books, papers, and magazines;
a nice carpet upon the floor; several hand
some paintings suspended around the walls,
There is the commodious easy.chairs right
before the FIRE; the soft cushioned sofa near
by-there are the nicely busted walnut
chairs, desk, bookcase, and handicapped
table and in that corner over -yonder is
one of the warmest, coziest, snugest little
beds that ever, a fellow slept upon. 90
Snug? Quite SO, when q man wants to
write letter, romance, sketch or poem.-
Glorious, when one wants to smoke quiet
cigar, and lie back in the easy-chair after
a long walk SpIendiferous, when one
wants to read the last magazine, or review
his Latin and French but when all this
has been done, I want to have a little 60
cial chat by the fire with somebody love,
and there is nobody there; though I am
strongly impressed with the belief that my
easy chair would accommodate two young
people very nicely. 80 :.
Oh! Oh! For the life of me, I cannot
help making the exclamation. The heart
says, Oh the weary head, and poor tired
fingers say, Oh! and, therefore, it piH come
from between the lips and rufae my nous.
tache. ae.-. "a. !; =
I wonder what that exclamation means2
Bless me there are plenty Of books about
the room, if / want to read; whole files of
papers-literary, scientific and agricultural;
there's this story, and that, and the other,
to be finished before many weeks; then
Snobs, the printer, wants a New Years
address; Snooks wants pathetic sketch
for his paper, and Riuker wants an origi-
ual poem for his Matilda. Plenty of work
to do-but it is not that that makes me
say Oh! ...,.. ...-...
Now there's Peter Funk, with hair. red
enough to scorch pillow, and face ugly
enough to frighten a barbarian; and he
actually had the impudence to get married,
and send out several small editions of his
ugliness upon the world.
By the way, I wonder how it would do
for me to marry? I don't think I ever
| frightened a horse-indeed, I have heard
it stated, that there actually existed uglier
men than myself. Tomkins, who lives, a;
cross the street, very maliciously asserted
that broke his mirror by looking into it /;
but am sure that it was cracked before,
and would not have fallen from the frame
bad not Peter Funk looked over my shoul-
der. yi's
wonder,if I will Fever marry ?-if there
ever will come time when the gentle tread
of woman shall be heard upon this floor
the low-spoken words of woman fall.sweet.
ly upon my ear, and her dear lips "wel-
come Willie home p I wonder if ever I
shall see woman in that easy.chair ma
king a bib for a baby, asleepsin the cradle,
and nurse warming the papby that iden-
tical hearth? How nice and comfortable
that sounds and, as I, live, there goes
another sigh! :
I wonder if I would not love wife and
baby, and work the liyelong day to make
them comfortable and happy?-if I would
not come to the dear home early in the
evening, aud talk ever sopleasantly to wife
all the time?
How nice it would be How happy it
would make me to bring home something
that she is fond something that would
make her kiss me, and call me dear, good
fellow; and then how pleasant it would be,
after the tea things were cleared away, to
sit by the fire and read the news to her
while she piled the glistening needle
Then, when both were tired, how sweet it
would be to kueel together in family-prayer,
and call benedictions down upon the little
household; then to go quietly and happily
to bed and with, the little baby between
us, and the blessings of God upon the trio
fall sweetly asleep. -
I wonder if wouldn't be bettss man,
if such were the case ?-if the unutterable
yearnings of the heart would not be abun.
dainty satisfied with such treasures, as wife
and baby, and Gods blessing?
Suppose that never marry. Well, as
long as youth and health lasts; as long as
a dear mother end afectionate sisters are
in the world, L may get along comparative.
ly easy and comfortably. But, to outlive
all these:-to find myself alone when the
"dark days" come Ito be left to the ten
der mercies of hired house-keepers, and
uursed by stranger hands in my old age!-
Oh! the thought is shocking!
The idea of an old man without a home
having an apartment in some noisy, bus
tling hotel; or living in some hired garret,
and taking his meals at public. eating.
house the idea of nobody to meet him at
the door and call him husband, father, or
grand papa to place chair by the fire for
him and bring him his warm slipplers; no
children to climb upon his knees snd listen
to his stories-Oh! Oh what atthought!
Bah after all, my room does not look
snug at all, and the fire does not burn half
as brightly as usual. That bundle of man {
uscript, and that huge pile of newspapers :
are in my way. I'm sick of this everlast-
ing reading end smoking; and so far as