The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1869-11-06

can PROMISE, Ithcinptlng anG lntoXlcatlng
in its pleasure, it seems u high carnival
of festive beauty; but when its flowers
die, it's leaves become all-discolored and
dead, its soft xephyrs, that were wont to
soothe so delicately, become hoarse au-
tumnal blasts that chill the heart, and
sough sadly as requiems through the
rustling woods--requiems to its departed
joys-when the autumn of life has come
lin the time when there are
No birds, no fruits no flowers,
'i+ November.
then We may moralize-then we may sec
its true deformity, when its disguises are
all removed.
Moralize, awhile, aud then "pale win
ter shuts the scene, and one vast wind
ing-sheets of snow, falls like the wintry
pail of nature, over earth No seminary
virtue in the cold, dead earth now, no
spontaneous hope to spring from out her
bosom. 'Tis all grave-'tis death |!
How sud these thoughts And yet they
needs must come. Man, vain creature,
cannot stand the spring-timc of bright
prospects, nor the summer of prosperity.
He becomes SO selfish, so proud, so silly
The "rustling of nutumnal death" must
startle him 10 reaiize his folly. These
are the moral lessons, which the Autumn
comes to teach. See life then as it is.
See the emptiness OF its glories, the
meretric;ousness Of its beauty, tho bit
terness of its pleasures, as les Autumn
reveals them.
Learn the grand lesson, that the per-
formance of life's arduous duties, the re-
alization of its truth and reality, the con-
sciousness Of having acted heroic
though humble part, of having tasted
and enjoyed its beauties and its fragrance.
and yet of having been mindful of its
great duties aud its destiny, that these
arc the only soaees in its dreary autumn,
tho only evergreens whose leaves will not
wither and die, and whose "beauty will
be joys forever"
Another fall of leaves is descending
upon the graves of heroes, another, Au-
tumn's p0an is chanting dirges at their
tombs, coming up from the seaside, toned
with the hoarse surging roar of
oceans billowy sorrow, over mighty
forests, and buryine deep echoes in the
bosom of concussant hills.
So let the people mourn at the loss of
their loved, and so bury their sorrow in
the wreathed manusolcum of their cause
Let them refer their disappointment back
to the bosom, where the spirits of their
dead are resting. Turning to their
changed country, let them by their peer
less, and undauntcd industry, by their
attention to the arts of peace, the foster
ing of the great causes of education,
morality and religion, rear fabric of
greatness, as a people whose towering
proportions shall rise above, and whose
bright sheen shall eclipse the prosperity
and glor" of their past!
More and moro rapidly, with accclera-
ting and lengthening strides is our Coun-
ty and our Town, returning to thoir pris-
tine prosperity. Despite its financial
prostration, Orangcburg has restored its
ruined marts, and its business is better
now than ever, despite the disorganiza-
tion and decentralization of labor, aud the
heavy losses sustained by our farmers,
they are getting more comfortable each
fall, and have restarted on the road to
wealth; despite the necessity Of person
al labor, and the poverty of the people,
and the utilitarian spirit which fancied
it could see more profitable employment
for children than sending them to school,
the cause of education has advanced.