The native American. [volume] (Washington City [i.e. Washington, D.C.]) 1837-1840, 1839-05-11

A MOTHERS Crawl followed into a bury
ing ground, in the suburbs of the city, small
train of persons not more than dozen, who had
come to bury one OF their acquaintance The
clergyman in attendance, was leading little boy
by the hand, who seemed to be the only relative
OF the deceased in the slender group. gathered
with them round the grave, and when the plain
coffin was lowered down, the child busrt forth in
uncomfortable grief The little fellow had no one
left to whom he could look for affection, or who
could address him in tones OF parental kindness.
The last of his kinsfolk was in the grave-and he
was alone.
When the clamorous grief of the child had
little subsidized, the clergyman addressed US with
the customary exhoration to accept the monitor,
and be prepared and turning to the child he add
ed, She is not to remain i'll this grave forever;
as true as the grass which is chilled with the
frost of the season, shall spring to greenness and
life in few MONTHS SO true shall your mother
come up from that grave to another life, to life
of happiness hope" The attendants shovelled
in the earth upon the coffin, and some one took
little William the child, by the hand and led him
forth from the lowly tenement Of his mother.
Late in the ensuing spring, was in the neigh
borhood OF the same burylng ground, and seeing
the gate open, walked among the graves for some
time, reading the names OF the dead, and wonder
ing what strange disease could snatch off SO many
Younger than myself-when reCollecting that
was near the grave OF the poor widow, buried the
previous autumn, | turned TO see what had been
done to preserve the memory OF one OF SO utterly
destitute Of earthly friends. To my surprise,
found the most desirable OF all nementoS tor
mothers sepuchre-little William was sitting near
the head of the now sunken grave, looking lntently
upon some green shoots that had come forth with
the warmth of spring, from the soil that covered
his mothers cofln
William started at my approach, and would
have left the place; it was long before could in
duce him to tarry; and indeed did not win his
confidence, until | told him that | was present
when they buried his mother, and had marked his
tears at the time.
'Then you heard the minister say, that my
mother would come up out of the grave" said
little William. 81 did
at is true. is it not: 7" asked he, in tone of
confidence.
Il most firmly believe it," said |.
Believe it, said the child" believe it
thought you knew i'll know it,"
How do you know it, my dear:''
"The minister said, that as true as the grass
would grow up and the flowers bloom in spring,
40 true would my mother rise. | came few days
afterwards, and planted flower seed on the grave
The grass cane green in this burying ground
long ago; and watched every day for the flowers
and today they have come up too-see them
breaking through the ground--by and by nanny
will come again.
A smile OF exulting hope played on the features
of the boy; and felt panied at disturbing the
faith and confidence with which he was animated.
But my little child" said ], :" it is not here
that your poor mother will rise
Yes, here" said he, with emphasis" here
they placed her, and here have come ever since
the first blade OF grass was green this year"
looked around, and saw that the tiny feet OF
the child had trod out the heritage at the grave
edo so constant had been his attendance. What
faithful watch keeper-what mother would de-
s;re richer monument than the form of her only
son bending fearful, but hoping over her grave
But William" said |, cit is in another world