The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1872-08-08
care We Content 20

Who, living and breathing on the face of this
mortal globe, can truly and honestly answer
this question affirmatively? Occasionally one
may meet with an individual who demonstra-
lively affrms his or her perfect satisfaction
with the "goods the gods provide" )" but place
them under strict scrutiny and soon some lurk-
ing cause of discomfort will arise to shame
their assertion.
Perfect content was never one of earth's in
stitutions; that belongs to the sphere ethereal,
where perfection only is allowed, and where We
who cheat and torment each other here, hope
to meet in united bonds of love, which all the
sins of the former life cannot sever.
Were perfect content to reign paramount, it
would sound the death-knell to ambition, and
honest thoughts would be lost to posterity.
Look at child as soon as reason holds sway,
is it content? What q creature of contraries;
what busy.working brain is developed
Throw open the house for its amusement even
to your best room, with its costly articles of
"virtue," will it suffice for long? Ask any
mother, and the query is solved. Even our
merchant princes, and it is our glory that the
Dominion can boast of such, seldom, if ever,
possess the sweet content the very spice of life,
which the poor laboring man believes, through
ignorance, his riches can give?
No, ye laborers of Gods own toll enjoy the
sweet hour of evenings rest after the severe
exertions of the day, surrounded with an afec-
tionate family, with more true zest than the in
habitants of the marble palaces, whose brain
is always full of schemes of aggrandizement
and who is too pre-occupied to cultivate the
finer feelings of home life.
The discomfort at the lot assigned US by one
whose wisdom cannot be questioned, believe
10 be the real secret of so many careless hus-
bands throwing back the pure and wifey love,
Unborn in the heart of every true woman, and
the result ofttimes-with grief do l confess the
weakness of the weak sex-seeking for that
affection abroad denied the starving heart at
home. And the children, Heavens choicest
gifts, God help them and their future, with this
life example before their eyes no loving words,
no sweet caress to stir the fount of tender feel
ing; the discomfort betrayed in the home will
be carried out into the world, and like all evils,
scatter its seeds abundantly.
| In this world of sin and misery l know OF
but one instance where content may be truly
| said to reign. Go with me to the bedside of
some confirmed invalids, and hearken to their
sweet language of content in the moments of
acute agony. Their faith gives content and
they have no wish that it should be otherwise.
Happy, thrice happy, ye earth's suffering ones,
for your cross is your crown, and that content
the glory of your suferings some would barter
years of existence to obtain.
Speak for yourself, dear brother or sister,
have you discovered the secret of happiness? ?
Content, am told, furnishes the mystery but
our longings and satisfactions are so numerous
and so indigenous to our humanity as to place
this boon beyond the power of frail mortals,
and frequently our strivings after contentment
| only tend to agitate some conflicting emotions
and disturb our peace of mind yet in all our
sorrow and lack of content, bear in mind the
| comforting words of well known poet, more
adapted to the discontented heart than any that
can now recall:
'1The Ocean has its cbbings so has grief"