Arkansas State Gazette

Dare attempt no further trial
Hath no warrant to acquire
The dainties of his chaste desire.

Oh! pleasant is the welcome kiss,
When day's dull round is o'er,
And sweet the music of the step
That meets me at the door. Drake.

If there is a tie deemed sacred on the earth and holy in a brighter land, 'tis that which binds man to his kindred spirit to become as one in unity and love; and yet it rarely happens that he properly appreciates the kindness and sincerity of the female heart by setting a right value on a gem so productive of happiness to the possessor. There is nothing in life so pure and devoted as the unquenchable love of woman. More priceless than the gems of Golconda and more devout than the idolatry of Mecca, is the unsealed and gushing tenderness which flows from the heart of the female heart.

It may here with propriety be asked, what so often enhances the sorrows of the female heart, causing many anxious days and sleepless nights! Is it not the inconstancy of man! For whose sake does she depart from her kindred, and bid adieu to the home of childhood? For whom does she leave the lov'd father, and the doting mother, and the sweet sisters who played with her in infancy? To whom does she cling with a fond embrace, when all but her have forsaken him?

Woman, from the delicacy of her nature, cannot, like man, traverse the distant countries of the earth and by travel find a healing balm for the rooted sorrows of the agonized bosom; she cannot like him interest herself in the political affairs of the nation. Oh, no, her chief delight is in the domestic circle, there to illume with joy the tranquil fireside of home; and if the "Star Spangled Banner" of her country is only honored and respected among the nations of the earth, 'tis all she desires.

She is a shrine where man should bow him down Forget his paltry mean-soul'd love of self, And in the sunlight of her purity See the dark shadows of his own vile heart.