The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1860-11-08
OUR SHELLY rs

,r" ~ oui SnClVcS, IncS
were arranged with all the accuracy
and elegance that the best carpenter
could exhibit. Each particular shelf
was fitted to its place, and not a warp
or crook could be seen in any. But
now, elias! the shelly s present a differ
ent appearance, and one in particular.
The shelf for turnips is all out Of shape
bent down so low that it, middle al.
most touches tho comradc underneath,
Under it's heavy load OF turn ups il
turns down. And it is bent very low
this week under the weight of u tunip
weighing fue pounds, which was raised
by Mcrrell ID. Embry, of this county,
This may seem u fine tulnip, as it Is,
but our shelf bends still more under one
which G. A. Hunt sends us, weighing
sir pounds and a halt, full. We weighed
it on Martins scales %ourself, and it
weighed just what we state. Dir. A.G
Clopton's Observation-Disclosures turnip
will have to dry up now. For big tur-
nips, as we'll as good bacon at IL cents,
and nice lard, you must go to see a c..
Az Hunt, who raises Moore good things.
with better skill than one man in Il hun
dred among farmers. Audit is because
lie reads agricultural papers and expe'
riments with good judgment. As to
turnips, our shelf for the reception Of
them refuses to notice any more escu.
Tents Of this sort until Mr.. Hunts six
pounds-and-a-half is beaten. About
n dozen persons have sent turnip>
this week, but Hunts bears off the
palm, and our turnip shelf will remain
silent until his is beat.
AS to our other shelves, they feel
neglected still, and we fear that they
will become deaf and ~callous to kind
ness unless they be treated better soon.
You know the human heart is often
tender and sympathetic by nature, yet
treat it with GOODNESS as it steps out up,
On tho vast stage oflife, and one by one
you sunder its tender heart strings un,
til it becomes, alas too soon, the hare.
hearted, pitiable object of rcpulsion.
School the tender heart to isolation,
and the souls solitude from its child.
hood, and you learn it to be self.rcliant,
and, thank God! se!f-sutictent. Tic
outcast naturally learns that lesson il
he be of tho right material; otherwise,
ho sinks under the bitterness of his lot,
But il is d severe, q terrible ordeal, that
of learning to live within himself, and
not receive n single pulsation from
the heart of the great world which sur.
rounds him-aye, not even from those
who by birth should feel under obIiga-
ton to such an honest but unfortunate
outcast. Yet, Ooh, happy, blissiill
thoughaD there is something of pride
in the consciousness that one can exist
alone, and turn everything to his own
use and comfort by his own unaidcd
hands. There is something sublime in
the idca-the idea, did we Isay?-the
fact that one can throw back upon the
world all its bitter, bonumbins cJld-
ness aud neglect. But We are wander
ire in our thoughts allowing our
heart to talk instead Of our Judgment.
Still, we could not help tho lecming up
offeelings which our poor, neglected
shelves induced. If perch9ncc, one #
I them should meet with kindness and
/: attention, even at this late day when
its heart is learning the lesson OF self
reliance in the mighty and awful vol
umo of life, even yet its natural, God
given throbs would beat high and re-.
ponsive to such kindness, and i'll time
exhibit love where now it turns but an
Indifferent air. Will one receive such
treatment before indeed it is beyond
the pale of redemption? We will see
Poor shelves. Their pulses beat slow,
and a week or two more will suffice to
tell whether life is worth the race or
not. Aye, a week or two more of 81.
lent endurance will be quite sufficient
to solve the words OF the immortal
Shakespeare, "To be, or not to be-
And now, fare weH, poor shelves -Jd5e
,DeK, better than you have this week,
poor, weakly shelves. Requiescdt in pace,
which we translate to say, "Rcquire a
cat and pay c."