Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-09-06
CONTRIBUTORIAL.

The Rev. DR.. Cheever.
We see that the Negrophilists in London have
recently voted resolutions of welcome to Dr.
Cheever, of New York. They express at the
same time their exalted admiration for him, and
immense sympathy with his anti slavery labors
in the United States.
DR.. Cheever is rising in distinction among thu
abolitionists. He has been ranting long years
and soundly too. 1t is time that his reward
come. His tour to Europe is in the same direc'
ton. .
Ordinarily, when we differ from q serious maj
upon so grave a matter as this, VI have respec
for his opinion, though we dissent; and leav'
him to balance accounts with his conscience ant
his God.
We have unfortunately lit may be,) lost faitl
in this enthusiastic advocate Of emancipation.
Years ago we read with q great deal Of plea
sure his books of t~ravel-"The Pilgrimage II
Mount Blanc" and "The Pilgrim in the Shadow
of the jung Frau"-and we deemed him a tenn
perate man. And so, the first opportunity VI
had, we went to hear him preach, at his ow
church, in the city of New York. He is 8 tai
man, slender, having dark hair a marked face
with prominent brows and high cheek bones
angular in person, and in gesture earnest but
not graceful. He does not have the air Of O mar
preaching from himself. We mean, his presence
voice, and person are not all aglow and in har-
mony with the matter of his sermon-or speech
rather. He wanted the air of sincerity. He was
earnest enough, but it was the earnestness Of an
attorney.
His text was some sentence from the history
of Joseph, from which be at first labored to de-
duce the infamy of Joseph's brothers in selling
him into slavery. He then maintained hat that
infamy lay ct the bottom of all slavery, but was
only the beginning of the sin Of slave-owning.-
And, finally, that the Southern slave-owner was
responsible before God for all this cumulative
and aggravated atrocity.
That, we think q fair synopsis Of DR.. Cheever's
sermon the morning we heard him.
If we misjudge a good man in all this, We ore
sorry.
Our admiration for the "Pilgrim," who had
delighted US in the "Shadow of the Jung-Frau,"
subsidized rapidly.
One more image had been dashed down upon
the floor of our Pantheon Of earthly great ones.
Such is life.
Asc ending Table Rock.
Those of our readers who have gone up those
rickety old steps, are aware what a task it is to
ascend Table Rock in that way. 1t is some
wears since ,pe were there. We were alone, save
our guide, and we went up in undemonstrative
silence; and yet we were all the while duly ap-
preciat:ve of the homespun heroism Of the achieve
ment.
Jones, however, has been there this summer !;
and one of his letters has fallen into our hands.
It was addressed to his friend, and seems to be
written with q view to answer some skepticism
in the mind of his friend as to whether Jones
really would 60 up the steps, or back out.
We leave Jones now to speak for himself,
promising that Old CASTOR is one of the Table
Guides. The party had first visited
the base, silver-Leaf Pool, and all that.
Jones writes 1--WE returned to the path
that leads to those COMPOUNDED steps and sleeps
Now you will say,-.Who the deuce didn't know
you'd do that; but did you 60 up them steps ?
Well, hold on; III tell you directly, that is af'
ter a while. The party, little girl and ali, went
up, except the lady and myself. We didn't have
a jolly time-felt mean myself. Those who had
assembled kept urging US to come. Old Gas
ton came down and besought US both. At length
the lady said to me,-tIfyou will 60, sir, I will"
What was to be done? I told Castor to con-
duct the lady up. He did so; and there I was
left alone. Old CASTOR returned for me. Now
comes the rub With fear and trembling ]
approached the foot of the awful steps, Castor
behind me. 1 had gone but a little way before
I discovered that I had suddenly formed q most
amazing attachment for those same steps. ]
embraced them most tenderly and chung to them
most affectionately. But up I went, not look
ing back Meier a pillar of salt would there
have been in q certain place had a certain in
been as punctilious on that matter as !
was! But, at last I come it'-got up, entirely
up and then I was delighted. I was fully re-
paid for every wabble I made in my terror, and
for every drop of perspiration she'd"
Jones was triumphant.
Vuls le Jones!
Woman.
Though the renowned st. Augustine is one of
the veriest saints in the calendar, many of the
of his earthly life and many of his opin-
ions, too, indicate thathe had a large experience
in the actualities of human life. 1t is reasonable,
in view of his ecclesiastical relations to infer
that his knowledge of womankind was hardly
henpeckedness like poor old Socrates;
but, beyond all question, the great St. Angus.
tine did have a hard time somehow, sometime,
somewhere, of which woman was the cause
We know so, from thistle wrote -
"Believe me, that if all the heaven were pa
per, and all the sea ink, all the stars pens, and
all the angels scribes, they could not detail the
craftiness of women."-(Non possunt descri6er'
astutiam mulierum.)
Verify, st. Augustine had been bit.
Then, as O contrast to that, how e1quisitely
beautiful is this stanza
"'Tis even thus, when in life's storm,
Hopes star to man grows dim,
An angel kneels in woman's form,
And breathes o prayer for him."
And it is just as true as it is beautiful. 1t is
by Morris. ). v. L.
COLUMBIA, s. c.
Death of ALLAN Harris.-Col. D.. ]. Rice re-
turned on Wednesday last from his visit to the
Choctay Nation, bringing with him the intel.