The Yazoo City Whig and political register. (Yazoo City, Miss.) 183?-1840, 1839-11-08

l cy TO each OtlleE 1he one feuIeu 70 Tue
quiet Of her home--to dream overagain the
scenes Of the early passion, 70 court with
luntiEing eageness the hours Of separation
and TO sweep over the long interval Of hope
deferred. The other went out with strong
heart to mingle with the world, girded with
lpride and impelled forwardly by ambition, -
| He found the world cold, and callous, and
selfish, bis own spirit insensibly took the hue
Of those around him. He shut his eyes upon
the past, it was too pure and mildly beauti-
ful for the Steiner gaze of his manhood. He
forgot the passion of his boyhood, all beau
Itifnl and holy as it were; he turned not
back tothe young, and lovely, and devoted
girl, who had poured out to him, in the con-
fiding earnestness Of the woman's conf
dence, the wealth of her affection. He
came not back to fulfill the VOW which he
had plighted,
Slowly and painfully the knowledge Of
her lovers infdelity came over the sensi-
tive heart Of Emily. She sought for a time
to shut out the horrible suspision from her
mind-she half doubted the evidences of
her own senses--she could not believe that
be was a Iraitor-foF her memory had trea-
sured every token Of affection, every impas-
stoned word, and every endearing smile Of
tenderness. But the truth came at last ;the
doubtful spectre which had long haunted
her, and from which she had turned away,
as if itwere a sin to look upon it, now stood
before her, dreadful and enescapable vi
sion of reality. There was one burst ofpas-
sionate tears, overflow of that fountain of.
affection which quenches the last ray ofhope
in the desolate bosom; and she was calm;
for the struggle was over, and she gazed
steadily and with awful confidence as one
whose hopes are not Of the earth, upon the
dark valley of death, whose shadow was
around her.
t was beautiful evening of summer,
that saw her for the last time. The sun
was Just setting behind a long line of beau
tiful and undulating hills, touching their tall
SUBMITS with radiance like the halo
which circles the dazzling brow of an angel
and all nature had put on the garniture of
gfeeness and blossom, As approached
the quiet and secluded dwelling of the once
happy Emily, ] found the door of the little
parlor thrown open, and female voice of
sweetness which could hardly be said to be-
long to earth, stole out upon the summer
air. 1t was the breathing ofan Kolian lutte
to the gentlest visitation of the zephyr. In
voluntary paused to listen and these
words--Inever shall forget them: came up
on my ear like the low melancholy music
which we sometimes hear in our dreams:
'Oh--no ]. do not fear to die,
For hope and faith are bold;
And life is but WEAKNESS;
And earth iS stranCalV f0ld.
In view of deaths pale solitude;
My spirit hath not mourned;
This kinder than forgotten love,
Or friendship unreturned!
And could / pass the Swallowed land!
In rapture all the while
If one who now is far away
Were near me with smile;
+ seems a dreary thing to die
Forgotten and alone
Unheeded by our dearest love
The smiles and tears of one!,
Oh! plant my grave with pleasant flow RS,
The fairest of the fair
The very flowers he loved to Irvine
At twilight in my hair
Perchance he may visit them,
And shed above my bier
The hottest dew of funeral lowers
Affection's kindest tear!'
Ii was the voice Of Emily; It was her last
ong. She was leaning on the sofa asI en-
cred the apartment; her thin white hand
estinp on her forehead. She arose and
with a melancholy smile. I'll
layed over her features for moment, flush
lg her cheeks with q slight and sudden
low; and then passed away, leaving in its
ead the wanness and monfnfnl beauty of
10 dying: Ii has been said that death Is
srrible to look upon. But to the stricken
milY the presence of the destroyer vas
ke the ministration ofan angel of light and
1liness. She was passing off to the land of
1irits like the meeting d . summed cloud Ia
e blue sky Of Heaven. Stealing from exis- Z
nee like the last strain of ocean music I
hen il dies away slowly and sweetly upon $
g moonlit waters:
A few days after, stood BY the grave ST
nily. The villagers had gathered togeth- p
one and all to pay the last tribute fires
ct and affection to the lovely sleeper s.
ley mouTned her loss Wzitha deep, sincere =
nentation THAT che SO young and lovely
Ould yield herself up to melancholy, and 81
rish n the spring time Of Der existence. 4;
i they knew moi the hidden arrow that
lklsd ID her bosom the slow whitening of
/ heart. She had borne the calamity il hu
snce; Ia the accomplishing qiitude Of q
! who felt that there are woes which may fol
ask for sympathy; affections Which, like 20
akef concealed ii the CD
blossom, are discovered only by ms
timely decay Of their victims
Love. III The first approaches, ore II las "
umed any defnity character, Il IS full of sna
i and beauty. Is hidden agency flls 81
soul with iBefEabEs pleasures; Il tinc-
IS every object uithneW lustre. Wedo no
ask ourEelve why we are happy; we fell ~,
We are 50, and thai s sufficient. TIE IS,
ii fumes like new flowers, give forth