Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1861-02-28

Saturday the 10th, and died on Thursday tht
2lst. 1t is just year since the death of hi:
friend and poet brother, CALDWELL.
His literary labors consisted of Addresses or
several occasions, poems, sketches, and cores
pondence. These the public will have an oppor
tunity Of judging in collected form ere long.
AS poet his soul was in exquisite harmony
with nature in all her Protean forms. The hum.
BILE flower was dear to him, for it told his spirit
messages from the great Genius of Beauty. The
proud mountain was his favorite haunt, for its
grandeur thundered into his souls ear great
truths of the Eternal in Power The outer world
in brook, breeze, and moving power every
where, spoke to his sensitive soul their several
whisperings Of Eternal Love. He felt that all
Nature had sentient life and this is the rela-
tion of q true poet. Impulse often impeded hii
culture, and left his utterances unfinished ; but
withall he has left to our Southern literature
some of its sweetest songs.
As poet, he will yet take bis position in ou,
literature and that position we have intimated
is peculiar and honorable.
As citizen, for his age he has done we'll for
the State; and was instant in obedience to her
call for volunteers.
As soldier, be was already promoted for his
deserving conduct, he fired some of the frs,
guns in our Southern war in person, was always
at the post of danger, honorably sustaining the
daring character of Southern patriot soldier,
ready to do and to die at the needed time.
As q friend-bro:her- silence veil
from outer gaze the sacred link, of these golden
ties.
"And down over many sacred scene,
O'er rmany closed and hnllowcd spot,
Let the Guardian Angel let fall a screen,
And in kindness whisper, ENTER It not.'"
To you, readers of the ENQUIRER, he Was
mainly known as humorist and poet Of fancy
and passion. At the irresistible spirit of his
humor you have been provoked to mirth; and
you have listened with pleasure to some sweetly
musical and tender lays of his geutler Muse
You have, many of you doubtless, deemed him
almost exclusively humorist, something rcck.
less, too convivial, thing of impulse, wayward,
and wild. And for this opinion you have some
reason. But we who knew him nearer, found in
the RUBY whose witand humor made his outside
life, being higher and better. With all his
of manner VIC know of personal OBJ
servation, that his soul was often aloue-alone
in the solemn solitude of God, asking itself the
great questions of life; and the great character
stc of his lonely thoughts was their absolute
,inceriy His soul spurned the meaninglessness
Of cant with the limiless scorn of nature alive to
the nobiest impulses of truth and love. In soli-
tary rambles we have heard and felt him til US
self commune
His keen perception of the ludicrous, as it
manifested itself to you, readers of the ENouG-
aEn, often led him to exagerate his own faults,
and you are thereby impressed with an undue
dea of some of his personal habits. Several
years of his life all know were battle betw cen
reason and his besetting impulse but those who
knew the latter months, especially the latter
weeks, Of his life. are aware that the higher prin-
,iple gained complete victory. And the sable
seal of Death was impressed iueffacably upon that
iual triumph. President Longstreet, in the fu-
neral discourse, beautifully evolved the faith
triumph in this brilliant, and brief life. And
hose who have known him intimately these
ater days-who have real his letters to his fami-
v and frienis-who have learned the conversa-
ions during his Inst illness-wbo have felt and
'een the chastencd spirit of the once wayward
,eug-who, Mt Inst, have looked upon the beau
iful peace of his death presence-those, We
leem, must feel and believe with that aged
livine, that in his death trusting and ac-
epted soul had been waited in peace to its God.
He has passed back from the severe tutelage
f earth
"The chastened spirit to its God,
The humble dust-to dust"
COLUMBIA, s. C. ]. W. D.