Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1867-01-03
One by One.

COLUMBIA, SOUTH CAROLINA, 1sT JANUARY, 1855.
One by One
Another volume of the great library Of Time is
just completed. Upon the back it is labelled
1866"
This volume of Time is filed with records, some
Of which are the saddest that the Recording Angel
has ever been called upon to pen. We do not pro-
pose to dwell upon these dark pages, for they are
written upon all our hearts are traced upon the
sensitive spirit Of great proud, and selfreliant
though conquered people. As one of that people,
we lay our hand in silence upon our heart to re-
press the pulse of Indignation. Appomattox Court
House and Bentonville are not suggestive of as
painful associations as are Philadelphia and Wash
ington.
But silence becomes us well
Six years ago, the year 1860 was drawing to its
close. South Carolina had just seeded. Blood
in southern arteries was bounding along with fe-
yer pulse; and our little State was ready to take
the field against the world, rather afraid that the
world would back out from the contest She was
in earnest; and threw down that gauntlet in good
faith. The South was rousing herself for grand
event. and the event did not disappoint expectar
tions, for it came.
The last sun of 1861 set upon defiant south and
a hesitating north Blood had been shed. The
Mason and SideI farce was in process, and many
in the South expected that complications arising
out of it between the United States and England,
would soon terminate the war with our indepen-
dence.
1862 bade adieu to us with our land drenched in
blood Lee, victorious at Fredericksburg, was
looking across the Rappahanock at Burnside &
disspirited army The west was all wrong.
1863 rolled on in blood and closed with an al
most hopeless south. Lee had been driven back
from Pennsylvania; and the west was going,
through glorious victories, from bad to worse.
1864 closed after the bloodiest work Of the war,
with Lee around Richmond Grant in his front,
and in his rear speculation and despair.
1865 left us conquered but hoping and trusting
people; ruined, but ready to work and to take the
legitimate consequences of our failure.
1866 is now closing.
Those who believe in Providence have no cause
for dependency in contemplation of the fortunes
that 1867 has in store for us: If Providence dis
poses of human affairs - and who does not believe
that v then these fortunes of which so many COM
plain are the work of His Own hands and are all
for the best.
To cavil at fortune is to cavil at God.
TO say that Providence does not arrange and de-
termine all things is to say that He is not God
This is in6delty.
This is atheism.
We have too many Christian atheists among U.S.
The duties of life are before us for this coming
year. five go manfully to work and do our best,
we have done the thing we should. If, having
done that, we fall Tin our sense, that failure is sue
cess. Let it up to God as our record. No hu-
man agency can have better.
The general prosperity of Columbia is about the
same as that of other places similarly crcumstan-
ced Business, at this moment is dull. Many
stores are selling off at cost, some below cost and
some are closing business under assignments
U.s. It's fiat
The legislation upon finance has embarrassed the
money Market and the currency in general to a
damaging extent. Bills Receivable and State
Money, together with City Issues are not at dis
count exactly but discussions about them are eau
tious and holders of them are often nervous.
The holidaysin the city do not look like they did
in the days Of slavery are not 80 jolly and gro
tesque Negroes are noisier and drunker.
A large quantity of liquor has been consumed !;
and probably smaller quantity of fire crackers
Egg-nogs prevail
Markets have been brisk and provisions little
up though meats are cheaper here than in any city
in the United States, they who have travelled say
On Saturday, the 29th, handsome snow COM
menced which continued through Sunday, vary
ing the show by change to sleet. 1t wraps the
earth like great white mantle Our poetical
friend, the Man about Town, suggests that it is
the cold shroud that the Dying Year draws around
him that he may, like the murdered Caesar, die
with decency; or else, it must be some nameless
garment prepared in advance rthe bantling 1867 !