Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1867-04-18
A CHAMPION FOR OLD ADAM.

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A fellow with profane signature oi
Yuba Dam, takes up the cudgel for
Adam, who formerly lived in garden
somewhere in the East, and defends him
in the Louisville Courier in the following
quaint style: 5'ao@ ii2
Entertaining these views, of course
dissent from the continuous orthodox
cursing bestowed upon our first parent
for his little affair in the Garden Of Eden,
termed fall. He could not help il,
and ergo, ought not to be damned for it.
You must remember that Eve was a
young lady of great personal attractions,
belonging to the first family. Not being
given to flirting, nor fashion, nor, in
short, to any of the modern female fol
lies, she had, doubtless, bestowed much
thought upon the subject of the forbid
den fruit Having considered it well,
she came to the conclusion that she
would not give Adam for Paradise un-
less she could know something about
how she was enjoying herself. The mo.
ment woman makes up her mind to do
a thing, that thing is half done. Accord
ingly, Eve selected proper apple, and
was the wife of his bosom-the joy of
his heart-the apple of his eye-his
darling little honey bug; pure as a fake
of descending snow, and as beautiful as
an angels dream. How could he refuse
anything? He couldn't and ne didn't;
and for one, have never blamed him
since fell in love with a red headed girl
at school No doubt it is quite disagree.
able to be damned but if Christianity
had to be subjected to such test, you
would never find sure.enough man in
Why, Mr.. Haldeman, make it your
own case for the sake of argument. Sup
pose yourself in a garden-a bower, sur.
rounded with luxuriant vines and shaded
with rustling leaves; the air laden with
the perfume of flowers, and by your side
the prettiest woman in the world. She
wears no waterfall No white paint is
on her face; no carmine on her lips, and
no grease is on her hair, She is not
nearly cut in two with corsets, and you
know that her gentle bosom harbors
neither malice or cotton. She has no
inquisitive old aunts; no big brothers
practising at marks, nor yet any little
ones peeping through the vines. In
loveliness she exceeds the widest crea-
tions of the most impassioned poet
Suppose-just suppose, you know-that
you are madly in love with her. She
reaches up her delicate hand, plucks a
delicious pear, and bites it little, just
enough to sweeten il, and then asks you
to. Wouldn't you do it All hmun
1.-THE woman thou gavest to be with me, she
gave me Of the trse, and did eat. "-Gen. iii-l2.
l should say so, old boy and if you
had not, would have disoWned you for
progenitor. And had any one Of your
white.choked censors been in your
place, be not only would have did cal"
but he would have gnswued down the
blessed tree itself-ah .......
By the way, / see that Miss Virginia
Penny, in one of her recent delightful |
and able treatise, suggests that the for
bidden fruit might not have been apples
or pears, but that it might have been q |
stack of wheat with grains as large as
hen eggs With great difidence and |
respect beg to dissent from this opin-
ion. In the first place il is unnatural
to suppose that q woman NATURALLY fond /
of green apples), surrounded by the /
finest Of every specimen known to the /
world-it is unnatural, i
say, to suppose that she would turn from
ali these delicious fruits and 90 to feed
ing on raw wheat. The only plausible
evidence in support Of such theory is
the fact that she bad been forbidden to
do it But this hypothesis is so unnatu-
raj and ungallsnt Withal, that reject it
1T once.
But why caVil about the character Of
the forbidden fruitY Whether il was
wheat. or apples, or goOsebsrries, or
it matters not TO rs; It did
our business most effectually.