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ORANCtEBlIRG, SOSJTM CAl^OI^I?A, WEDXBSS>AY, MARCH 13, 1872.
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[For the Orangeburg Times.]
A WELCOME TO SPRING.
Tin? spring, tlie spring is coming,
Her breath is on the air;
And swift her herald? running,
Proclaim that she is near.
The South-breeze as he passes, j
Whispers?"ihc comes! ehe cqmes !*' j
The tall pinet' swaying masses,
Answer?"joy, joy, she comes 1"
The amorous mock-bird wooing,
Sings to her all the day;
With pas-donate rapture suing,
II? calls her with his lay.
Tilt tretM don all their beauty,
On leaf and spray and bough,
With emerald and with ruby
To dock her sunny brow.
All water* softly murmur,
And ti| their dopths are stirred.
As the rejoicing rumor
(. by each wavelet heard.
The glorious, melting moonlight,
pivvsaU its laml>eut beams,
Trancing tho hetrt of midnight,
With spring's love-freighted dfcaras.
homily f he sun Is smiling,
T<? grCjCt her bounte fact.
Yor many a month, repining,
He mi-sed her winsome grace.
The wood* ar* faint with odor,
Her breath it is ?o swcot 1
We fall?w.? fall before her,
And languish at hrr fe,ot!
J[>b. sweet the red. red roses,
Thatt>luom upon her lips!
Love on her breast reports?
The honeyed UHctarsipsI
Oh, soft her w mit, wann kisses,
()u lip and brow and check !
pur throbbing heart she vUchcs,
'Til wo could widely weep !
Oh, come ! come quick ! Ho a re pilling!
Come I ? otir eager arnis !
Come iu thy glory shining!
Come, with thy wealth of charms!
PELIYLULD ON THE 22.vd OF / EB., 1872,
nerpitB tji.".
OHANGEBUHG
SURVIVORS' ASSOCIATION,
ylT THEIR FIRST ANNIVERSARY,
BY JOHN A IIAMJLTON, Esq.
[Concluded.]
It is well for ua that the fate of bp-day,
was hidden in the decrees of Omnipotence,
And that, it was no sudden transition.
Who from a standpoint of ten years ago,
could have contemplated this hour, and
not have courted the van where danget
lurked,rather than survive so great a
degradation. The 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,
jLhero beamed ever,if tceblo, a ray of hopo
to soften the asperity of 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 vitals are the prey of
JLhe vulture,
Jn the physical, as also in tl)o moral
world, there ore growths from the merest
pigmy.hun, to the tallest gianthood, then
succeeds, the opposite change, and the
stateliest head declines to weakness, and
succumbs to decay. This is a part of the
plan of Creator of mind and matter, a
plan that admits of no question or cheek,*
and is eternal as its author.. Yet amid
all the changes of nature or governments,
nothing is lost, or becomes extinct. Cen
turies may roll their lengthy round, but a
century of centuries is nn hnndbrcadth
which must measure eternity. Day by
day are repeated the affairs of forgotten
ages, whether it is the recreative order. I
of nature of spontaneous growth, or the
sudden phenomena of irrupt ion, all recur,
unafTecting the undisturbed plan of their
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
timorous sfcp 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 |um upon
the arena, breasting now the wave of op
position, and again exultant jn success;
but the proud'shout of "Eureka," mocks
his battled soul, as the (jju* eye of decrep
itude looks into the open grave. .And
80through the endless cycles of pcrcnity
revolve (he (denial wheels of creation.
Yet there exists n<? void nor yacum in
nature, even the scene of death, is tho
Jnrtjisppt of soiijc new being, the genial
sliowers pf April, garland with fresh beau
ties, the wreck of December's h'nst, and
the riven earth tlpit cngulphs with con
vulsive agony the mountain pile, is cheer
ed with a gladder life as the rushing
waterfall courses its resistless way. Even
the proud monuments of genius, though
overturned by civil commotion, bear a
record of lasting fiinjc or infamy. Every
thing pertaining to man aside from bis im
mortal nature, shows in every change, the
short lived fate of his p?blest schemes.
To this the fixed laws of the natura*
world are in glaring contrast, revealing
ever the direction of an infallible band.
The harmony which guides innumerable
words in their set spheres, each poised
in space, yet all a fleet mg the others' bal
ance, tho perfect mechanism of a system
of spheres.
?"Where science yenrns, with wihlering ken to
pry,
Whence hang, unhung, worlds"raid the azure
j 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, where
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 as give birth to the name of
Shakespeare and Spencer, Newton and
Ix>f*ko, lift the fog o f moral darkness
and incite 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 ambi
bitiou, dictates tho fate of empires, amid
the riven foundations of his own. Nor
has thiu laud escaped the Into of its com
peers, its institutions the creation of fm
itude, have passed the stages allotted to
'them, and like them must succumb to
decay.
Lotus then regard our condition as an
incidental part of the plun of the Crea
tor, and from it. deduce such reflections,
as vrill enhance our happiness in the
drama of life. Lvt us tread the walks
of peace, and be undisturbed save for our
impotence to fitly discharge those du
ties, which court not tho "sceptre of an
hour," but earn their immortelles of with7
pored regTPttihgs he is no more :
"Cease dien ; nor order, imperfection name;
Our proper bliss, depends on what we blame.
Know thy own point, this kind, this due de
gree
Of blindness, weakness, Heaven begtowson thee,
Submit in this, or any other sphere,
Secure to bo as ble?-?ed, as thon enn'st hear.
Safe in the band of one disposing power,
Or in the natal, or the morning hour,
All nature is but art, unknown to theo
.111 chance, direction, which thou can'st not bcc,
All discard,harmony, not understood,
All partial evil, universal good.
And spite of pride, in erring reason's spite,
One truth is clear, whatever is, is rigbt."
In conclusion my friends, permit me to
add, that, upon each of us there devolves
a duty to be discharged. Let us riot with
stoical indifference, attach no importance
to the claims of tomorrow. True, "lift!
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 therenro duties involved, which if fitly
rendered here have a reward hereafter.
You are hereto-day, the representatives
of a cause that accepts no compromise with
falsehood if side by side, at Alanasses and
Shiloh, you met the serried ranks of an.
enemy, to repi-r^ute 'lb vi'isbni of your
homes and principles, and there were
actuated by duty, then with c<pi;il mag
nanimity are you expected to resist the
inarch of political schemes, which if ac
cepted, will brand the records of your
ancestral past as a lie. and fasten a stig
ma abovp the laurelled graves of your
brethren. Have our kindred fallen in
vain; have your own proud deeds, been
wasted upon a barren cause; have the
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 extinction,
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 a gem
that flashes back the purity of its origin.
The ban ot disfrnnchiscment may be 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
nobler issues is the duty of to-day. Wo
have 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 her former glory,
and the usurpers will assume in vain the
regal covering to disguise their nideous
ncss. Boforc us nie Holds of other du
ties. Let us with sacred affection pre
serve the memory of our patriot dc.ul.
Lot us with charity have a care, for their
widows, and orphans, and let us (lcycjpp
the material, and intellectual resources
at our command, that'wo may the more
fully appreciate the immunity we. claim
from things wo justly loathe.
We arc just entering tho portals of
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
?the goal of happiness. Ah ; who shall
reach ii. Already upon tjic shore,? of
time are stranded wrecks of fortune and
of pence. Castaways on life"-* troubled
sen, hut duty impels uh ou, and whether,
amid sorrowing or shunshine, tears or
smiles, the Mecca of our pilgrimage must
he won. As survivors of tho "Lost
Cause," let. us how to tho decree of Um
nipotonoo, nnt'i with virtuous zeal fill up
the measure of our days, in pursuing the
ends of peace and usefulness; and learn
"this IpUh?chough for man to know
Virtue alone is happiness below,
One celt uppro\ itig hour, whulcyears outweigh?,
Of stupid Htarers, mid of loud huzxns*?
And now I would ask if there is an
ova-ion that enlists, the attention of man,
that can with safety exclude the sympa
thy of the gentle sex? Is then; an aim
of life that has a nobler incentive than
woman's approval ? Is there a hope that,
is not mercenary without her favor?
Nay ; except we sire animated with pur
poses that Jay every duty tributary to her
claims, wo, forfeit that refined manhood
that owes everything to her influence
and worth. Whether it is her smile,
thsit is the plaudit to urge us on in the
race of lite, or her tears that are the last
waning lights that, follow to the tonib,
she is the holy link that binds about cur
carnal nature, the talisman of virtuous
hopes, and the "guide star" amid this
waste of trouble. Here are they, whose
busy fingers, ceaseless prayers, and truant
tears were the attendants of every bivouac
an 1 clashing struggle. Here are mothers
who, with Spartan pride, send forth the
wearers of tho "Grey" and bid them re
turn "with tjie shield or on it." Their
part in the history of to-day, is to treasure,
as only woman':., heart can, the vacant
places, of their jewels, and consecrate
every effort to home, where escape can bo
had in its .-acred retreats from the dis
coid without.
'.Thereis a spot of earth, supremely ble^t:
A dearer, sweeter spot, than all the rest,
Where map, creation's tyrant, casts aside,
Iiis sword, his sceptre, pageantry and pride,
While in his softened looks, benignly lilcnd,
The - i e fie son, tiie husband, father, friend.
Here woman reigns,the mother, daughter, wife,
Strews with fresh (lowers, 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, and graces lie,
Where shall that land, that spot of earth be
found;
Art thou a man; a patriot; look around,
Oh, thou shall 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
death 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 tho
spectators. With a felicity that is rare
in gentlemen who receive only fifty dol
lars and their expenses, be proceeded to
explain. '.'It is possible," ho remarked,
"that you don't, know what a phenome
non is. Vy ell, I will tell' rhu. You
have seen a eow, no dobt. Well, a cow
is not a phenomenon. You have seen an
apple-tree. Well, an apple-tree is not
a phenomenon. Hut when you see 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. Hut 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 be had seen a cow clitpb up an
apple-tree! This reminds us of the re
porter of the London limes, who, in re
porting Mr. Hone's late, speech, made
him describe Mr. A yrton as the. "jester"
of the nineteenth century. Mr. Hope
said "Chesterfield."
?'.I. < .1 f
A Good Reputation to Have.
The little story I am going to tell you.
r^ippoued just before the war, when
every on/8 Vr'as *. ?jv, vorv busy. Soldier-1,
were enlisting and going away froni
almost every home in the li?nd.
One young man hud volunteered and
was expected to be daily ordered to the
seat of war. One day his mother gavcS
him an unpaid bill, with money to pay
it. When ho returned home ?t night,
she said, "Did you pay that bilLT '.'.Yes"
h. answered.
In a lew days the bill was sent in a
second time. "I thought," she said to
her sou, "that you pah\ tlya."
"I do not rerxyimlper, 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 mother took
the bill herself to the store.?Tho young
man had been known in the town .all his
life, and what opinion was bold of him
tjiis will show.
"I am quite sure," she said, "that my
son paid this some days ago, has been
very busy since, nud has quite forgotten
about it; but he told me that day he
had, and says that if he said then that
ho hud, he is quite sure he did."
"Well," said tho man, '*I forgot about
it; but if ever he said he did, he did,"
Wasn't that a granc^ character to
have ? Havijig once sn^ a, thing that
w as enough to make others believe it,
whether he remembered it or not.
I wish all the boys in our land were,
sure of as good a reputation.
Habits.?Like snowflakes failing un
peuoeived upon the earth, tho apparently
unimportaut events of lifo succeed one
another; and, as the snow gathers together,
so aro our habits formed. No single
Hake, that falls, upon thopilo produces t\
visible change?no single action creates,
however it may exhibit, a man's charac
ter; but as tho tempest hurls the ava
lanche down the side of thq 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, wil} as surely overthrow tl*o habi:
tatious of virtue aiuj truth.
Gbeeley ox thk South Carolina
Republicanism.'-^ About the coolest thing
that has occurred this winter ia 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 conten
tion assembled, that wo endorse the ad
ministration of President U. S. Grant, jn
its Wise arid successful financial policy,
which ]|ns reduced the national dc\\[,
while lessening thp public taxes, and at
the same, time preserved full faith with
the public creditor*.?'
Considering how these rascals have, sold
themselves to measureless infamy over
and over, by stealing their poor State
poorer than she ever wns before, quad
rupling her expenses, doubling her debt,
and trebling )ici* taxes, tbis resolve
strikes us as tho Chimborazq of impos
ture and villany.
[Neu; Y->rk Tribune.
Pretty Tcncliof?"Npw, Johnny Wells,
cap you tell mo what isnieantbyamjraolc!
Johnny?"Yesma'ma. Mother says if
you don't marry our now parson that wil|
be a miracle,'
