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02 *?x:r annum, j, "On we movk iNDissoi.uMiiY Piibi; God and xatl'rk bid tiik hamk.'' ?{ IN ADVANCE Vol.- 1 ORANCtEBlIRG, SOSJTM CAl^OI^I?A, WEDXBSS>AY, MARCH 13, 1872. !N"o. 5 THE ?RAIN GEBT)JIG TIMES Is published every WEDNESDAY, ORANGEBURG, C. IL, SOUTH CAROLINA by HEY WARD & BEARD. suBfomivnoN rates: . $'J a year, in advance.?$1 for six ninths. JOB PRINTING in all iu departments, neatly executed. Give us a call. POETRY. [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,'