Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1861-04-13

of destination was reached disease speedily
supcrvencd The mother and child were ex-
trcmcly i'll. The former recovered but to see
the latter depart, called away 10y a merciful
Providence from the scarcely tasted woes of
earth to fill some vacant place in the angel
band 1t was bitter stroke to the poor
mother; but in after life she learned to thank
the kindness that spared him the full cup
poured out to her, and wns wont to say that
"morc than for all her children on earth did
she praise God for the one safely lodged in
heaven"
Had Mr.. - been man of energy and
principle, he might have built up for himself
IN this new country name and fortune. AS
1T was, he went on from bad to worse roting
to excess. Forgetting the vows uttered sol
cmnly above the corpse of his first, boru, and
repeated in Intervals when conscience goaded
and rcmorsc hanasscd him, he sunk, and
dragged his family with him, into utter desc
lation. In a lonely hut in the depths of the
pine woods, iorsakcn by man and, she some
ed wife, toiling to procure subsistence for her
self and children, and in her leisure hours to
impart instruction to their opening minds
EXhortations, prayers and tears proved una
vailing to check the fearful course of her hus-
band, and occasionally he added cruelty to
neglect. Many midnight was she driven
out into the darkness and tempest, seeking
with her detcncclcss babes, the shelter of the
forest from the rage whose brutal force was
more to be dreaded than the ticrccst elemental
conflict. Many Il sabbath did she flee from
her miserable abode to worship in the deep
woods hcrcovcnant with God, and bcwaii before
him alone, the sin and folly which lad laid
her low. And often, she would say, hcr an
guSh was such, that it amounted almost to
frenzy, and every SIGH of the wind through
the ancient pines seemed pleading voice
calling her far hcncc--cvCry ripple of the
stream flowing near her door an invitation to
seek i'll their waves forgcttulHess of every
earthly pang But Divine grace sustained
her through all, and She came forth from her
trials purified us silver Meckncss, gentle
ness, patience, faith, were the fruits of the
furnace, For thirty long years She wrcstlcd
struggled, wcpt; then came respite before
she found the house appointed for all living
Not that he changcd-ah, no; but she was
removed to more quiet, genial home, whore,
surrounded by all that friendship could be
stow, the gnawing sorrow at her hcmt was
allcviatcd, and She rested in sweet peace ere
she bid the world a last "good night" It
was while thus lingering on the borders Of
the heaven that remancth, and looking back
over the desert her weary feet had trod. that
she gave the history tie outlines OF which
have here been briefly skctchcd, and as the
tongues of the dying ''cnforcc attention like
deep harmony," SO her last accents were long
remembered by the friends who heard them
~ marriage, she concluded. with Sigh,
@ was the sin Of my life, from which flowed all
its subsequent AGONY | deliberately disc
bcycd the express command of God, by link
ing my fate with that of an unbclicvcr; and
this thought it is which bas given the liccncst
sting to all my subsequent sorrow. What
have felt and endured the heart of man cannot
conceive The avcnging angel has ever fol-
| lowed me. The lack of Christian sympathy,
of manly affection, of even common feeling,
in ono to whom | WAS indissoubly connected.
has tortured me constantly. He taught my
children to dishonor the God "nuw ! adore !;
| frustrated my cndcavors to educate them
Alright deceived T." by solemn promises of
reformation; then blasted all my hopes, and
left me crushed and biightcl thing know
whom have believed, and ioytully do | re-
sign my soul into Ills gracious care as | 90
down the dark valley; but | cannot depart
without leaving this record OF my guilt and
folly as waynurk for some who may come
after me"
Buta short time after this elapsed ere death,
the libcrator of him whom freedom cannot
! release, the physician of him whom medicine
cannot cure, the comforter of him whom time
cannot console" came to this world weary
wandcrcr, and the sin of Il life time WAS eX-
plated.
Grief, rcmorsc not age, were his instru-
mcnts. Her life was drained out by inches
] a, L., Al
tive nature by wrong and msucatmcnt. Her
spirit had lived rejecting from every shattered
fibre the visions Of the departed joys and loves,
and only the icy touch of the King Of Tcrrors
could set the seal of calm upon its troubled
| fears
Peaceful he her rest and deep
Let her sleep"