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ORA^GEBtRG, SOUTH CA^OI^INA, WED^ESB)AY, MARCH 13, 1872.
No. 5
THE '?BAKGEBUR? TIMES
Is published every
WEDNESDAY,
AT
ORANGEBURU, C. IE., SOUTH CAROLINA
BY
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[For the Orangeburg Times.']
A WELCOME TO SPRING.
The spring, the spring is coming,
Her brrath is on the air;
And swift her heralds running,
Pror-laim that she is near.
The South-breeze as lie passes,
Whispers?"ihe comes! shccpmesl'1
The tall pines' swaying masses,
Answer?"joy, joy, she comes 1"
The amorous mock-bird wooing,
!*dngs to her all the day;
With pas-donate rapture suing,
lie calls her with his lay.
?Th? trea* don all their beauty,
()n leaf and spray and bough,
With emerald and with ruby
To deck her sunny brow.
All water* softly murmur,
Ami to their dopths are stirred,
A* the rejoicing rumor
I. by each wavelet heard.
?The glorious, melting moonlight,
I live* all its lambent beams,
Trancing the heart of midnight,
With spring's lore-freighted dfcaras.
J-\mdly flic sun Is smiling, 1
T<> greet her bottnie fact.
For many a month, repining,
He missed her winsome grnce.
The woodj are faint with odorf
ller breath it is ?o sweet!
We fall?we fall before her,
And languish at her fpot!
Oh, sweet tin- red, red rosos?
That bloom upon her Hps!
Love on her breast repots?
The honeyed nttctarsipsl
Oh. soft her w inn, warm kisses,
t)n lip and brbwalid cheek !
Our throbbing heart she witches,
'Til wo could widely y.'eep !
Oh. come '. come quick! Me are pining I
Come l ? our eager arjon !
Come in thy glory shining!
('?ome, with thy wealth of charms!
ADDRESS
pELIYEUED ON fjIE22sfi> OF EB., 1872,
befqrb tut:
ORANGEBURG
.SURVIVORS' ASSOCIATION,
AT THEIR FIRST AXSIVEIISARY,
BY JOHN A HAMILTON, Esq.
[Concluded.]
Tt is well for us that the fate of to-dny,
was hidden in the decrees of Omnipotence,
and that it was no sudden transition.
Who from a standpoint of ten yearsago,
could have contemplated this hour, and
not have courted the van where daugct
lurked, rather than survive so great a
degradation. Tl)te middle ground of
.change was fiercp and dire, yet amid the.
din of battle, and carnival of blood, the
flames that lit a thousand homesteads,
%nd left the blight of eternal separation,
jthere beamed over, if leeblo, a ray of hopo
to soften ihs asperity cf war. Now the
clouds of savage struggle have lifted, and
we see a people festered, liko tho victim
of Mythology to tho rock of despair,
while his quivering vital? are the prey of
jthe vulture.
Jn the physical, as also in tfyo moral
world ? there tire growths from the merest
pigmy bun, to the tallest ginuthood, theni
succeeds the opposite change, ami the
stateliest head declines to weakness, und
succumbs to decay. This is a part of the
plan of Creator of mind and matter, a
plau that admits of no question or check,
and is eternal as its author.. Yet amid
all tliG changes of nature or governments,
nothing is lost, or becomes extinct. Cen
turies may roll their lengthy round, but a
century of centuries is an handbrcadth;
which must measure eternity. Day by]
day are repeated the affairs of forgotten
ages, whether it is the recreative order
of nature of spontaneous growth, or the.
sudden phttjnomenn of irruption, all recur,
unaflccling the undisturbed plan oftheir
Creator.. -The puny plant just emerging
from its germ which is destined to out
live the cycles of ages, begins life unno
ticed, gains vigor with each changing
season, and puts on strength with years,
for awhile it towers in glory, then its iron
frame is the prey of decay, and it wastes
[back to nothingness.- The child with
j timorous sfep essays his way in life, soon
! the dawn of halcyon days, sees the cheek
of youth Hushed with hope; then, the full
embodiment of the man, finds jiim upon
the arena, breasting now tho w-ave of op
position, and again exultant jn success;
but the proud'shout of "Eureka,'.' mocks
his bafHed soul, as the jjim eve of decrep
itude loqks into the open grave. And?
so through the endless cycles of porcnity
revolve the eternal wheels of creation.
Yet there exists pit void nor yacum in
nature, even the scene of death, is tho
birtltspot of son,e new hoitur, the genial
showers of April, garland with fresh beau
ties, the wreck of December's bjnst, and
the riven earth tluit cngulphs \\}th con
vulsive agony the mountain pile, is cheer
ed with a gladder life as the rushing
waterfall courses it.? resistless way. Even
the proud monuments of genius, though
overturned by civil commotion, bear ji
record of Insting fume or infamy. Every
thing pertaining to inim aside from his im
mortal nature, shows in every change, the
short lived fate of his noblest schemes.
To this the tixed laws of the natura'
world are in glaring contrast, revealing
ever the direction of an infallible hand.
The harmony which guides innumerable
words in their set spheres, each poised
in space, yet ail affecting the others' bal
ance, the perfect mechanism pf a system
of spheres.
"Where science yearns, witji wildering kcrj t?>
PO',
Whence hang, unhung, wprlds'mid the azure
sky."
The changes of seasons, tho cqunposing
influences of heat and cold, of night and
day, all attest a wisdom infinite. But
mark the ever shifting panorama, whore
man in his boastful wisdom attempts to
guide, and see the varied pageant which
at times elevates, only to see him debas
ed to a lower depth of moral depravity.
?Such periods an give birth to the name of
Shakespeare and Spencer, Newton and
Locke, lift the fog o f moral darkness
and ineito the mind to nobler ends, as
the blaze of splendor bursts upon the
world, but how transitory; the red hand
or revolution bared with its bloody falch
ion raised on high, surges like a wave of
fury from continent to continent, as a
Cromwell rears his iron throne upon the
wreck of thrones, a Charles XII deluges
an hundred fields with mad ambition, or
a Bonaparte for a no less sordid ninhi
bition^ dictates the fate of empires, amid
the riven foundations of his own. Nor
has this laud escaped tho lato of its coin
peers, its institutions the creation of fin
itudc, have passed the stages allotted to
Uhcm, and like them must succumb to
decay.
Lotus then regard our condition as an
incidental port of the plan of the Crea
tor, and from it deduce such reflections,
as will enhance our happiness in the
drama of lite. IM us tread the walks
I of peace, and he undisturbed save for our
impotence to fitly discharge those du
i ties, which court not thn "sceptre of an
! hour," but earn their immortelles of whi:
pcre<l regret tings he is no more :
"Cease then ; nor order, Imperfection name;
I Our proper bliss, depends on what we blnme,
I Know thy own point, this kind, this due de
l grce
Of blindness, weakness, ITcavcn bestows on thee,
Submit in this, or any other sphere,
Secure to he as blessed, as thou can'st hear.
Safe in the hand of, one disposing power,
Or in the natal, or the morning hour,
All nature is but art, unknown to thre
.111 chance, direction, which thou can'st not sec,
All discord, harmony, not understood,
All partial evil, universal good.
And spite of pride, in erring reason's spite,
One truth is clear, whatever is, is right."
In conclusion my friends, permit mo to
add, that upon each of us there devolves
a duty to be discharged. Let us not with
stoical indifference, attach no importance
to the claims of tomorrow. True, "life
is but a brief candle, a walking shadow
a poor player, that struts, and frets his
hour upon the stage," yet in the role of
life there are duties involved, which if fitly
rendered here haye a reward hereafter.
You are here to-day, the representatives
of a cause that accepts no compromise with
falsehood if sideby side, at. Mnnnssesand
Shiloh, vou met the ferried ranks of an
enemy, to rept-r"*ih>' Invasion of* your
homes ami principles, and there were
actuated by duty, then with eipuil mag
nanimity are you expected to resist the
march of political schemes, which if ac
cepted, will brand the records of your
ancestral past as a lie, and fasten a stig
ma above the laurelled graves of your
brethren. Have our kindred fallen in
vain; hi\vc your own proud deed*; been
wasted upon u. barren cause; have the i
prayers of the daughters of the
South, gone heavenward like the mean
ingless wail of the wind. No ; np ; the
suppression of truth is not its extinct ion,
the trampling of principle to the dust of
derision, is not its overthrow. Truth is
immutable, and like the diamond, though
crushed to atoms, each fragment is:; gem
that flashes hack the purity of its origin.
The ban ot disfranchisement may l>e our
portion, greater evils, and heavier claims
may await us, these we cannot avert.
No love of country may animate, to boast
a proud citizenship, the battle for liberty
has been fought, and lost; the battle for
nobier issues is the duty of to-day. Wo
Imye no part in the history of South
Carolina under its present regime, we are
aliens and strangers among a horde, who
desecrate her soil. No stain can pollute
the white vestments of hm- former glory,
and the usurpers will assume iti vain the
regal covering to disguise their hidcous
ness. Before us are fields of other du
ties. Let us with sacred affection pre
serve the memory of our patriot dgud.
Ijot us with charity have a care for their
widows, and orphans, and let us develop
the material, and intellectual resources
at our command, that'wo may the more
fully appreciate the immunity we claim
from things we justly loathe.
We arc just entering the portals pf
another year, its early gush of light is too
young for promise, save in hope, a rug
ged and hidden journey is before us, and
{lie goal of happiness. Ah; who shall
reach it. Already upon the shores of
time are stranded wrecks of fortune and
I of peace. Castaways on life s troubled
sea, hut duty impels us on, and ^hether
amid 'Orrowing or shunshine, tears or
smiles, the Mecca, of our pilgrimage must
l)C won. As survivors of tho. "Lost
(lause," let us bow to tho decree of Urn
nipotencc, an<ywith virtuous zeal fill up
the measure of our days, in pursuing the
en<,..< of peace rind usefulness; and learn
"this I pith?enough for man to know
Virtue alone i-; happiness bejowj
()ne self uppro\ iiig hour, whole years outweighs.
Of stupid starers, and of loud huzza*'"
And now I .would ask if there is an
occasion that enlists, the attention of man,
that can with safety exclude the sympa
thy of the gentle sex? Is there an aim
of life that hits a nobler incentive than
woman's approval ? Is there a hope that
is not mercenary without her favor?
Nay ; except wo arc animated with pur*
poses that jay every duty tributory to her
claims, wc, forfeit that refined manhood
that owes everything to her influence
and worth. Whether it is her smile.,
that is the plaudit to urge us on in the
race of life, or her tears that are the last
waning lights that follow to tho tomb,
she is the holy link that hinds about our
carnal nature, the talisman of virtuous
hope.-, and the "guide star" amid this
waste of trouble. Here are they, whose
busy ringers, ceaseless prayers, and truant
tours were the attendants of every biyouac
an 1 clashing struggle. Here are mothers
who, with Spartan pride, send forth the
wearers of the "Grey" and bid them re
turn "with tjie shield or oil it.'' Their
pari in the. jijstory of to-day. is to treasure,
as only woman'.-., heart can, the vacant
places of their jewels, and consecrate
i very effort to home, whOro esonpecunbo
bad in its .-acred retreats from the dis
cord without.
' There is a spot of earth, supremely ble^l:
A dearer, specter i-pc.t, than all the rest,
Where man, creation's tyrant, casts aside,
His sword, his sceptre, pageantry and pride,
While in his softened looks, benignly blend,
The >i o tie son, the husband, father, friend.
Here woman reigns,the mother, daughter, wife,
Strews with fresh flowers, the narrow way of
life!
Around her knees, domestic duties meet,
And fireside pleasures, gambol at her feet,
While in the heaven of her delightful eye,
An angel guard, of loves, ami graces lie,
Whi te shall that hind, that spot of earth he
found;
Art thou a man; a patriot; look around,
Ob, thou i-hult And, howe'er thy footsteps roam,
That best of places, only in thy home."
A lecturer, whose, name we suppress
because we do not want him bothered to
dqath by applications from Lecture
Bureaus, was recently addressing a rural
audience. On using the word "phenome
non," he saw at once that he had flown
too high, and that his meaning was not
visible to the naked intelligence, of the
spectators. With a felicity that is rare
in gentlemen who receive only fifty dol
lars and their expenses, he proceeded to
explain. '.'It is possible," ho remarked,
"that you don't know what a phenome
non is. Ay ell, I will tell' ypu. You
have seen a cow, no doht. Well, a cow
is not a phenomenon. You have seen an
apple-tree. Well, an apple-tree \a not
a phenomenon. But when you sec the
cow go up the tree tail foremost, to pick
the app)es, it -is a phenomenon." The
only applause be got that evening, came
in here, and was richly won. But see
how genius is misunderstood ! The next
day t)ie village newspaper came out with
a caustic attack on the gentleman for say
ing that he had seen a cow cliinb up an
apple-tree! This reminds us of the re
porter of the. Loudpn times, who, in re
porting Mr. Hope's late speech, made
him doscibc Mr. Ayrton us the "jester"
of the nineteenth century. Mr. Hope
I said "Chesterfield."
A Good Reputation to Have.
Tho little story I am going to tell you.
fyappoucd just before the war, when
every ono was vcrv. very busy, oldi??rs
were enlisting and going away from,
almost, every home in the l*md.
One young man hud volunteered and
was expected to be daily ordered to the
seat of war. One day his mother govo
him an unpaid bill, with money to pay
it. When ho returned home at night,
she said, "Did you pay that b)llT -,'.Ycs"
h. answered.
In a lew days the bill was sent in a
second time. "I thought," she said to
her son, "that you paid: tins."
"I do not rc^em^er, mother; you
know I have had^ so many things on my
mind."
"But you said you did."
"Well," he answered, "if I said I did,
I did."
He went away and his iqpthcr took
the bill herself to the store.?The young
man had been known in the town all his
life, and what opinion was held of him
t|?is will show.
"I am quite sure," she ""-aid, ''that my
son paid this some days ago, has been
very busy since, aud has quite forgotten
about it; but im told me that day he
had, and says that if ho said then that
bo had, he is quite sure he did."
"Well," said the man, -'I forgot about
it; but if over he said he did, hedid,"
Wasn't that a gran^ character to
have? llnvipg once s^it" a, thing that
was enough to make other? believe it,
whether he remembered it or not
I wish all the boys in our land were,
su re of as good a, reputation.
Habits.?Like snowflakes falling un
petceived upon the earth, tho apparently
unimportant events of life succeed one
another.; and, as the snow gathers together,
so nro our habits formed. No ?ingle
Hake that falls "Pon the pile produces a.
visible change?no single action creates,
however it may exhibit, a man's charac
ter; but as tho tempest burls the ava
lanche down the side of the; precipice, and
overwhelms the inhabitants and their
homes, so passion, acting upon tho ele
ments of mischief, which indulgent, per
nicious habits have piled up mountain
high, though by imperceptible accumula
tion, wij} as surely overthrow th,o habi:
tat ions of virtue iu\i] truth.
GnCKLBV on* THE ?SoUTIT CAROLINA
Rf.i'UIH.k.'anism.?About the coolest thing
that has occurred this winter is a resolve
of a State Convention of tho faction
dominant in South Carolina iq these
words: "Resolved; By the Union Repub
lican party of South Carolina in conven
tion assembled, that wo endorse the ad
ministration of President U. S. Grant, jn
its wise, and successful financial policy,
which fjaa reduced the national deljti
while lessening thp public taxes, and at
the same time preserved full faith with
the. public creditors."
Considering how these rascals havq sold
themscjyes to measureless iufamy over
and over, by stealing thoir poor State
poorer than sho ever was before, quad
rupling her expenses, doubling her debt,
and trebling )icr taxes, this resolve
strikes ub as tho Chimborazo of impos
ture and villa ny.
[Ney Yprh Tribune.
Frctty Teacliof?"Np\y, Johnny Wells,
cart you tell me what isrneant by arnjraolo!
Johnny?"Yes ma'ma. Mother says if
you don't marry our new paraon'that wilj
be a miracle.'

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