The Orangeburg democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1879-1881, 1879-09-19
BROKEN HEARTS.
"A DISEASE THAT is SOMETIMES DESC
LATING IN IT'S EFFECTS.

who have outlived the susceptibility
OF early feeling, or have been brought
up in The gay heartlessness of dissi-
pated life, to laugh at all love stories,
and to treat the tales Of romantic
passion as mere fictions of novelists
and poets. My observation on hu-
man nature have induced me to think
otherwise They have convinced me,
that however the surface Of the char
acter may be chilled and frozencd by
the cares Of the world, or cultivated
into mere smiles by the arts of socie-
ty, still there are dormant fires lurk-
ing in the depths Of the coolest bos-
ON, which whcE once enkindlcd, be-
come impetuous, and are sometimes
dcsolating in their effects. Indeed,
am true believer in the blind des-
tiny, and so TO the full extent of his
doctrines. Shall l confess it! I be-
lle"e IL broken hearts, and the posi-
bility Of dying of disappointed love.
do not however, consider it mala-
dy often fatal to my own sex but l
firmly believe that it withers down
many a lovely woman into an early
grave.
Man is in The centre ofinterest and
ambition. His nature leads him
forth into the struggle and hustle of
the world. Love is but the embel-
lishment of his early life, or song
piped in the intervals Of the acts. He
seeks for fame, for fortune, for space
in the worlds thought and dominion
over his fellow man. But a woman's
whole life is a history Of the affcc.
tions. The heart is her world it is
there her ambition strives for en-
pire it is there her avarice seeks for
hidden treasures. She sends forth
her sympathies on adventure she
embarlls her whole soul in the traffic
Of affection and if shipwrecked, her
case is hopeless-for it is a bankrupt
cy Of the heart.
10 a man the disappointment Of
love may occasion some pangs it
wounds some feelings Of tenderness !;
it blasts some prospects Of felicity /;
but he is an active being-hc may
dissipatc his thoughts in the whrl OF
varied occupation, or may plunge in
TO the tide Of pleasure or, if the
scene Of disappointment bc too full Of
painful association, he can shift his
abode at will, and taking as it were
the wings Of the morning, can SHY to
the uttcrmost parts Of the earth, and
be at rest"
But woman's is comparatively 81
fixed, secluded, and meuitative
life. She is more the companion Of
her own thoughts and feelings and
if they are turned to ministers of sor-
row, where shall she look for consoa-
tion? Her lot is to be wooed and
won; and if unhappy in her love, her
heart is like some fortress that has
been captured, and sacked, and aban.
doned and left dcsolatc.
How many bright eyes grow dim !;
how many checks grow pale; how
many lovely forms fade away into
the tomb, and none can tell the cause
that blighted their lovlincss AS the
dove will clasp its wings to its side,
and cover and conceal the arrow that
is preying on its vitals, so it is the
nature Of woman to hide from the
world the pangs Of wounded affec-
ton. The love of q delicate female
Is always shy and silent. Even when
fortunate, she scarcely breathes it TO
herself; but when otherwise, she
buries it in the recesses Of her bosom,
and there let's it cover and brood
among the ruins Of her peace. With
her the desires of the heart has failed.
The great charm of existence is at an
end. She neglects all the cheerful
exercises which gladden. the spirits,
quicken the pulses, and send the tide
OF life in healthfnl currents through
the viens. Her rest is broken-thc
sweet refreshment of sleep is poison
ed by melancholy dreams-'sdry sor
row drinks her BLOOD" until her en-.
feebled frame sinks under the slight
est external injury. Look for her,
after little while, and you will find
friendship weeping over her umtimcly
grave, and wondering that one who