Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1881-05-26


One that could take home to rest,
With 10y as soon as she was found;
For then Pm sure should be blest,
And cease the world to roam around.
Puff!
Earth, from her millions, sure can give
One perfect, loving friend to me
With whom content here could live
Through time and all eternity.
The heart within me yearns to meet
And such d partner take for life,
Who, with sweet smiles would ever greet
Me welcome home from toll and strife
Puff!
And such an one I'll have, or none
One that will love incessantly,
Or I'll rove on through life alone,
Rejoicing in celibacy. ,s,
A wranglng scold I can't endure,
Or one who's destitute of grace,
The pert, the stubborn or impure,
A tattling bawd or freckled face.
My wife must be, par excellence,
A lady in her form and dress,
For with none other I'll take the chance
or wedding to myself Distress.
'Twould cause my heart to break with woe
To hear a Keen, l1tclStUe tongue
Forever and forever 60,
Scolding aloud both old and young.
IT'S folly, yes, in the extreme,
To look for peace where discord reigns,
And hope meier throws the faintest gleam
TO assuage life's woes or soothe its pains.
Puff!
Contrast with this sunny home,
Where love and peace forever shine,
And every hearts another's throne,
And all together the family's shrine
Puff! Puff!
For such home will strive still,
Hoping perfect lass to find
With sweet temper and yielding will,
Sparkling wit and brilliant mind
Puff!
One who will never be displeased
At aught do, or once complain,
However worried, veXed or teased,
Tortured with grief, or racked with pain.
Puff!
For I'm so frail myself, know,
Unless find perfect wife,
Oft from her tongue I'm sure would flow
Words that would sting my soul with griel
Then let none blame me if live
A single man until find
A perfect lady who will give ....
Me all.that she hath and then prove kind.
Puff!
Many have been the reigning bellies
That have met with in my day;
But they all cut such monstrous swells,
My reason bade me turn away.
Puff!
To those less famed, but more sedate-
And such I've found free from disgrace
But none of them I cared to mate,
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Puff!
Sonow I have begun to fear
MY lifelong search will prove all vain,
Notwithstanding my special care,
Pure motives and exalted aim.
Eve plucked the apple that Adam ate,
And thus brought ruin on us all
It'll each now mourns his lost estate
And has done, ever since the Fall.
Puff!
But Woman, though frail, is of great worth,
And some are lovely as they're gay,
Yet prone to think they're best of earth,
And should, in all things, have their way.
Puff!
Some such are found in every cline,
Though not numerous anywhere
While others, esteemed almost divine,
Have faults that none need wish to share.
Puff!
How few of them can make dress,
Or patch garment of any kind,
Much less to wash, iron and press,
If so to do they were inclined
Puff!
None like their mothers now spin and reel,
Card, warp and weave, knit, sew and dye,
Nor could they cook tempting meal
If all from hunger should round them die.
Puff!
Still, they are Heavens best gift to earth,
And yet the best might better be;
Thought they less of wealth, dress and birth,
Then better ladies I'm sure we'd see
Puff!
Than lover e'er fancied in his dreams,
While he lay pining in despair,
On flowery banks of purling streams,
Famed by soft and fragrant air.
Puff!
Yet in maidenhood they're all serene
And lovely as they we'll can be,
And take all captive when they're seen,
Fen when with them there's none agree.
Puff!
So now I'm sure I'll never wed,
Or find perfection in the fair,
Either in person, life, heart or head
At any time, or any where!
Puff!
Yet women, I own, in some respects,
Are better far than are most men;
Jewels are found among the sex,
And human natures best in them.
Puff!
And the few faults that they possess,
Are hid beneath their purity,
And these are ever growing less,
Or Cancelled by their charity.
Puff!
Then let not those who wish to double,
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Where all are bound to meet with trouble
As sure as sparks rise in their course.
Puff!
And long before life's journey ends,
Start on the road just where we may,
Well find that oft we've need of friends,
And wish we'd gone some other way.
Puff!
Thus life is but bubble at most,
Upon raging, stormy sea,
Madly driven and wildly tossed,
Yet fain would all here quiet be.
Puff!
But on LIES sea dark storms abound,
With scarce enough of light to trace
The track Of safety till port is found,
And we've secured an anchoring place.
Puff!
Hence, celibacy, where there's no blights,
Hath far more freedom and repose;
Still married life hath its delights
A single mortal never knows.
Puff!
So let bachelors and maids remain
Content, and meekly bear their load,
And those whove wed do all they can
To make their homes sweet abode.
Puff!
For know ye all, if joys not found
At home, it cannot be on earth;
Hopes there to full frution run
And there alone can bliss have birth.
Puff! Puff!
Then lock in faith all hearts and hands
Around the altars of home in love,
And there by affections strongest bands
Keep linked together where'r ye rove.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
No, there's no place on earth like home,
Though there alone one has to dwell,
Nor should any from it ever roam
For pleasures that home joys do excel:
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
PICKLED PoLL.-We find this anecdote
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