Orangeburg news and times. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1875-1877, 1877-07-14
FOR TIE NEWS AND TIMES.
NY First and only Experience.
OnASGEnuEG, S. c.,
July 9TH, 1877.

bEAR ATE:
On the very day that I received
your long-lookcd-for letter, I had
written to q friend about the sans
feelings thai! sad,lencd you; then,
when ! read Of your detection, ! felt
more iorcibly how dreary the pros
pcct is for the young heart to look
toward to nnthing pleasant stored
away for it i'll the future, and to feel
the bitterness Of an aimlcss existence,
devoid Of everything it mos: desires.
iouth is generally hopeful, but if
such All outlook would be gloomy to
one whose keel l., aim ost ready to
CRATE OIL the other shore, what must
il be 10 the young vnyagcr but fairly
launched on The dangerous current :?
1t is sad for us to find sorrows streYn
so thckly along the way alrc..ly, but
| long ago learned tac bitter truth,
and found out that no words ever
emanalcl from The pen Of poet trucr
liam the io loving lines:
NH lrInas lis visions of beauty,
i'nl rs hopes and it~.i .i'.v- lrimc;
f;',h heart holds IN urn oIdclI roses" :"
And | can tru'l,iulIy adj, "m,ny
have willlcrci III mine
Did you ever feel tn" power and
pathos in the little in;crjcction ut tho
beginning of the quotation? I mean
when it is appropriately applied.
las is considered full Of meaning,
but it has none for me, while the other
CONVEYS Il full heart Of sadness.
\ srcat deaf Of fpoatry has been
dedicated to spring, anl every ycar
some lnnatic ailiictS newspaper real
crs by grinding out a few verses on
the subject, but as poetry is not CON
monty true, this gentle visitor" i,
always the companion OF cnvui,
sickness, and Il miserable, di,trait
feeling with me, and it Seems, with
you, likewise. You remember What
fits OF blues" We had last spring? |
attributed it to your hriny in love
hen, and perhaps, though, no, |
reckon not, t,-maybe | AIN suffering
from it now. | have been trying for
two years us hard as can To fall III
love, just 10 see how it does NJ Ike Il
EoGy feel. Lately, ] WAS in hopes |
was successful, ior, when q certain
blue cyc,l clap (anl [ M :,:lorcr of
blue eycs) flushed up crimson, and
trcmbled in my presence, | couldt
help feeling queer little thrill steal
down inside my chest. | curously
noted it, and observed, eagerly, the
effect OIL myself MS the ,ingling,
shlvcring sen nsation crcpt down near
the region Of my heart and lietl out
in little flulier. Immeliatclv V
thcreupon, Il S serene smile stole over
my features, IL gc..ial warmth per
vadcd my system, and a glow o! poc;i-
cal sentiments flooded my brain. /
felt then that | would be willing, if
that boy would sit by aud tell me Of
the Centennial, to fry batLcrca1lc; for
him over lightwoo,l blaze, (thouyh
a flushed face is not ut all becoming
to mc) or wash up any amount OF
dishes if he Would stand near and
wipe one dry occasionally. Indeed
| was wrought up to such !. hci sit Of
devotion, that, even il | do detes t
tobacco and its manipula!ors, (that
insn't the word, but twill suit my
pnrpose) ! would patiently sit down
and make fancy, fringcd pipc-li,htcrs
with which 10 touch oil his cigar
(scgar-ihe slop-kccpcrs have il
now) while he read for my lclecta-
ton some choice passages from rcnmy
sons melodious poems. But, Kate,
after all am doomed to disappoint-
mcnt After the cxuhcrant emotions
recorded above, I experienced the
second stage Of the tender ailliction. A
pleasing sadness came over me is [
thought Of the possibility Of his ear.
ing more for some one else than for
me. pictured myself going ,lscon-
solatcly through life, roaming lone
and rhfor1csa nmn,r GOV rn,,olor,