The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1873-07-24

are rather dull times for editors OF country
newspapers, and they should be excused
if they seem "hard up" for items. On,
naturally becomes Il little wcarlsome ant
weary in writing ercrg week about crops
and the weather, and bad streets an(
procrastination in the work to be done
upon them, and streets that should be pre-
pared against ponds of water that vii
stand in them when winter comes. some.
thing more noble than these earthly mat
tiers now engages our pen, and we must
attempt to do moderate justice to the
theme. 1t Is Il local matter, so far as the
individuals are concerned, but the subject
Is one of universal interest and has been,
from the day that Adam whispered in the
ear of Eve that he loved her. Love, all
conquering love, which, like Time, the
tomb-builder" holds its fierce career
Who in journeying through life has not
sometimes felt its %rapturous pleasurcs-its
mental, torturing pains?--for love has
pleasures, and love has pains; pleasures
the most deeply thrillins-pains of the
deepest anguish. How it stirs up all the
springs Of our being-how it rouses into
action energies and passions that we knew
not were DISCRIMINATING at the same
time and almost completely destroying
Others that we deemed were all-powerful
Monarch OF the mental realm, to which all,
high or low, rich or poor, white or black,
are forced to bow! Confined to nc grade
OF cline, it sweeps through the universe
with less kindness than the cholera or any
other scourge. 1t finds its way from the
soft airs OF Italy to the foreign regions OF
T.apland. 1t stalks through the palaces of
the mighty ones of earth and it fingers in
the howell Of the peasant and the outcast.
1t sottens the hearts ofcmpcrorsand kings.
1t abounds in savage as in civilized lite,
and tile untutored outporinss of the art
less Indian of the Forcst-Captain Jack,
for instancc--arc as sweet to the earof the
savage maiden as the most refined and
ilowery phrazcs of the courtly lover are to
her who is polished by the arts of civiliza-
ton. 1t is-is-well, here it is, turned to
of Winchester, has been badly treated by
the empress of his heart, and he has our
unStintcd sympathy. In his loVc-lorn
condition there is no use to advise him
against the use of vegetables in order to
prevent ascvcrc attack Of "thc prevailing"
Ten-to-one if he would not be glad to
"go off, so suddenly, for love without
hope-lovc without u reciprocity of feel
ing-to love one whom you know can
never be yours-onc you know loves an
oLhcl-"ay, there is the rub" Oh! Dam
iel, you had better be dead, or in Africa.
Better be 4 slave again than feel your
whole life and soul Ccntcrcd in a being who
knows you not save as friend, or, what
il worse, loves you only rs Il brother, or Il
cousin, dreaming not there Isl warmer
feeling in your own breast. Pcrchance
she makes you a repository of confidence
and paints in glowing colors your rival to
your face. How that will wiring your
hcart-makc it heavc, and palpitatc, and
burn, and ache, and the brain grow hot,
and Withcr and strain, and reel with this
one mighty, terrible truth, stopping at
length your very life. Daniel, it's too bad
too bad! Wcdon't advise you to stand
it. for we never advise impOssibilities. 1t
is Il : fearful thing to love as you have
loved; to feel the ~world-thc bright, the
beautiful, joy-giving world, 4 blank" &C.,
and We can forgive the ebullitiOn ofyour
feelings in the letter before Us. We pub
lirh it verbatim:
WINCHESTER, June o3tl, 1879.
Mss Viad Lee:
Dear Lady--it is NTH pleasure that |
take my pen in hand. to drop you II few
lines, to let you know that you are not
the lady that | taken you to be, IA you
have disappointed me so very badly. On
sunday evening, it you wished to go
with Mr.. Mason, why you ought to have
gone with him at first, and not acted SO
british. You asst me to excuse you to 20
with some young lady, when it wa Mr..
Mason. Now what shall | call that an UNI
lady act-it are u british one. And now
you can take Mason, your Savior, and go
on to the devil. All | ask of you is not to
tell me no lies. and I'll give you no more
opportunities to tell any more soon.
Your cenccr and well wishcr,
DANIEL BAUGII.
And now they are parted, perhaps for
ever. But. Daniel, go to her and say
BY all the happiness | have known by
thy side-by all the raptures of which !
have drcamcd-by that delicious hour
which first gave thee to my gaze, and
when | watched the soft soul returning to
thine eyes and lip-by thy first blushing
confession of lovely our first kiss, by
our last farewell forgive me the cruel
words | said-l did not really mean tor
you to 90 to the devil, lis |, beloved who
oughtto 90 to his satanic majesty and not
you. | swear to be faithful to thee to the
last. None other shall ever chase thine
image from my laceratcd heart. And
when hope seems over. faith becomes
dOubly sacred and thou, my beautiful,
wilt thou not forgive wilt thou not feel
as if we were the bGtrothed of Heaven,
and not you and Mason ?" Talk to her in
something like this style, Daniel, and you
will pass through the den unframed.
Nothing like telling II woman she is beau-
tiful, and that you repent. She will for
give very readily, unless you estrange her
altogether. and then you can no more rule
in the empire of her heart than justice can
be had by looking to Grant. Don't tell
her any o to 20 to the devil-that's
ugly, and there is very little room to be-