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for the weal and not the woe of man。 The deep recesses of the soul
are fields for their operation。 But they are not destined simply
to take the regions of the heart for their dominion； they are not
satisfied merely with interrupting her better feelings； but after
a while you may see the blooming cheek beginning to droop and fade；
her intelligent eye no longer sparkles with the starry light of heaven；
her vibrating pulse long since changed its regular motion； and her
palpitating bosom beats once more for the midday of her glory。
Anxiety and care ultimately throw her into the arms of the haggard
and grim monster death。 But； oh； how patient； under every
pining influence！ Let us view the matter in bolder colors；
see her when the dearest object of her affections recklessly seeks
every bacchanalian pleasure； contents himself with the last rubbish
of creation。 With what solicitude she awaits his return！ Sleep fails
to perform its officeshe weeps while the nocturnal shades of the
night triumph in the stillness。 Bending over some favorite book；
whilst the author throws before her mind the most beautiful imagery；
she startles at every sound。 The midnight silence is broken
by the solemn announcement of the return of another morning。
He is still absent； she listens for that voice which has so often
been greeted by the melodies of her own； but； alas！ stern silence
is all that she receives for her vigilance。
Mark her unwearied watchfulness； as the night passes away。
At last； brutalized by the accursed thing； he staggers along
with rage； and； shivering with cold； he makes his appearance。
Not a murmur is heard from her lips。 On the contrary； she meets him
with a smileshe caresses him with tender arms； with all the gentleness
and softness of her sex。 Here； then； is seen her disposition；
beautifully arrayed。 Woman； thou art more to be admired than the spicy
gales of Arabia； and more sought for than the gold of Golconda。
We believe that Woman should associate freely with man； and we believe
that it is for the preservation of her rights。 She should become
acquainted with the metaphysical designs of those who condescended
to sing the siren song of flattery。 This； we think； should be
according to the unwritten law of decorum； which is stamped upon
every innocent heart。 The precepts of prudery are often steeped
in the guilt of contamination； which blasts the expectations of
better moments。 Truth； and beautiful dreamsloveliness； and delicacy
of character； with cherished affections of the ideal woman
gentle hopes and aspirations； are enough to uphold her in the storms
of darkness； without the transferred colorings of a stained sufferer。
How often have we seen it in our public prints； that woman occupies
a false station in the world！ and some have gone so far as to say it
was an unnatural one。 So long has she been regarded a weak creature；
by the rabble and illiteratethey have looked upon her as an
insufficient actress on the great stage of human lifea mere puppet；
to fill up the drama of human existencea thoughtless； inactive being
that she has too often come to the same conclusion herself； and has
sometimes forgotten her high destination； in the meridian of her glory。
We have but little sympathy or patience for those who treat her as
a mere Rosy Melindiwho are always fishing for pretty complements
who are satisfied by the gossamer of Romance； and who can be
allured by the verbosity of high…flown words； rich in language；
but poor and barren in sentiment。 Beset； as she has been； by the
intellectual vulgar； the selfish； the designing； the cunning； the hidden；
and the artfulno wonder she has sometimes folded her wings in despair；
and forgotten her HEAVENLY mission in the delirium of imagination；
no wonder she searches out some wild desert； to find a peaceful home。
But this cannot always continue。 A new era is moving gently onward；
old things are rapidly passing away； old superstitions； old prejudices；
and old notions are now bidding farewell to their old associates
and companions； and giving way to one whose wings are plumed
with the light of heaven and tinged by the dews of the morning。
There is a remnant of blessedness that clings to her in spite of all
evil influence； there is enough of the Divine Master left to accomplish
the noblest work ever achieved under the canopy of the vaulted skies；
and that time is fast approaching； when the picture of the true
woman will shine from its frame of glory； to captivate； to win back；
to restore； and to call into being once more； THE OBJECT OF HER MISSION。
Star of the brave！ thy glory shed；
O'er all the earth； thy army led
Bold meteor of immortal birth！
Why come from Heaven to dwell on Earth？
Mighty and glorious are the days of youth； happy the moments
of the LOVER； mingled with smiles and tears of his devoted；
and long to be remembered are the achievements which he gains with a
palpitating heart and a trembling hand。 A bright and lovely dawn；
the harbinger of a fair and prosperous day； had arisen over the
beautiful little village of Cumming； which is surrounded by the
most romantic scenery in the Cherokee country。 Brightening clouds
seemed to rise from the mist of the fair Chattahoochee； to spread
their beauty over the the thick forest； to guide the hero whose
bosom beats with aspirations to conquer the enemy that would tarnish
his name； and to win back the admiration of his long…tried friend。
He endeavored to make his way through Sawney's Mountain； where many meet
to catch the gales that are continually blowing for the refreshment
of the stranger and the traveler。 Surrounded as he was by hills
on every side； naked rocks dared the efforts of his energies。
Soon the sky became overcast； the sun buried itself in the clouds；
and the fair day gave place to gloomy twilight； which lay heavily
on the Indian Plains。 He remembered an old Indian Castle；
that once stood at the foot of the mountain。 He thought if he could
make his way to this； he would rest contented for a short time。
The mountain air breathed fragrancea rosy tinge rested on the glassy
waters that murmured at its base。 His resolution soon brought him
to the remains of the red man's hut： he surveyed with wonder and
astonishment the decayed building； which time had buried in the dust；
and thought to himself； his happiness was not yet complete。
Beside the shore of the brook sat a young man； about eighteen or twenty；
who seemed to be reading some favorite book； and who had a remarkably
noble countenanceeyes which betrayed more than a common mind。
This of course made the youth a welcome guest； and gained him
friends in whatever condition of life he might be placed。
The traveler observed that he was a well…built figure； which showed
strength and grace in every movement。 He accordingly addressed
him in quite a gentlemanly manner； and inquired of him the way
to the village。 After he had received the desired information；
and was about taking his leave； the youth said； 〃Are you not
Major Elfonzo； the great musicianthe champion of a noble cause
the modern Achilles； who gained so many victories in the Florida War？〃
〃I bear that name；〃 said the Major； 〃and those titles；
trusting at the same time that the ministers of grace will carry
me triumphantly through all my laudable undertakings； and if；〃
continued the Major； 〃you； sir； are the patronizer of noble deeds；
I should like to make you my confidant and learn your address。〃
The youth looked somewhat amazed； bowed low； mused for a moment；
and began： 〃My name is Roswell。 I have been recently admitted
to the bar； and can only give a faint outline of my future success
in that honorable profession； but I trust； sir； like the Eagle；
I shall look down from lofty rocks upon the dwellings of man； and shall
ever be ready to give you any assistance in my official capacity；
and whatever this muscular arm of mine can do； whenever it shall be
called from its buried GREATNESS。〃 The Major grasped him by the hand；
and exclaimed： 〃O！ thou exalted spirit of inspirationthou flame
of burning prosperity； may the Heaven…directed blaze be the glare
of thy soul； and battle down every rampart that seems to impede
your progress！〃
The road which led to the town presented many attractions。
Elfonzo had bid farewell to the youth of deep feeling； and was
not wending his way to the dreaming spot of his fondness。
The south winds whistled through the woods； as the waters dashed
against the banks； as rapid fire in the pent furnace roars。
This brought him to remember while alone； that he quietly left behind
the hospitality of a father's house； and gladly entered the world；
with higher hopes than are often realized。 But as he journeyed onward；
he was mindful of the advice of his father； who had often looked
sadly on the ground when tears of cruelly deceived hope moistened
his eye