The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1842-03-08
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From the New York Observer

YEA r. WORK OF ID a L IL.
In the midst of rural people my lot is cast
They are emphatically one,engaged in the IKE pof
amt. dwelling together IN reace. Here the two ex
,remes OF society exist not. Happily, The people
IN general occupy grsand equally removed from
wealth and its attendant wees, and from poverty
with its manifold evils Industry is honored, and
virtue revered by them.
Bat a wear! what changes has it wrought in this
little quiet circle The angel Of death has invar
aed it Oft and sent wave after wave Of sorrow from
the centre to the circumference
inst as the year opened, aged saint, ripe for
heaven. was called home. AS we laid her iurrow'
ed form beneath the snow OF winter, we thought Of
coming spring tina would raise that dust into life
and clothe it with unfading beauty; "And beard
n voice from heaven saying unto me, Write, bies-
ned are the dead which die in the Lord from henc'
forth; yea saith the Spirit that they may rest from
their labors, and their works do follow them.
The spring came land nature smiled again. "For,
10, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
the flowers appear on the earth; the time oil the
singing birds is come and the voice OF the turtle Is
heard in our land" But into the fresh and gentle
breeze OF spring evening, came a voice OF STAR
thing admonition, OF loud and bitter wailing Death
had come among us, almost unnoticed and unknown.
The village bell made tho announcement, and the
news spread--is dead! Had thunderbol
suddenly burst IN cioudless day the shock
had not been so great. l FASTENED to the scene OF
death. The lovIiest youth in our village lay n
corpse. She had seen eighteen summers, and was
fair and full of promise. In the morning she was
u blushing rose, and in the evening stricken How
or. A mother she had not, but a fond father bent
over her pale form in speechless agony The blow
was unseen, and it fell with crushing weight
Time will not heal the breach. Old and young
wspt. The whole community symPathized with
.he haraaved family. Thousand people followed
her remains to the grave. And the name OF thai
loved youth fingers still on our lips and awaken.
sadness and grief
Summer came in all Its glory. Our fields waved
with the golden harvest, our forests were clothed
with richest foliage and the entire aspect Of nature
was bright and cheerful. But there was sadness ir
our circle. One had come away from home ant
friends to die here. She sustained and ten
der relation to this people. She was wife and
mother; and filled large space in many heart
But disease was wasting her away. A worm wa
gnawing at the root, and the flower gradually ia
died. Month after month the work of decay wen
on, till the earthly tabernacle dissolved, an,
the lonely spirit vanished into glory. We laid he
quickly faded form by in the grave, and wept tina
she was gone a few weeks after we car
ried her sweet babe, that decayed with the summe
flowers, and Ia,d il in her arms to rest
$50 fades the lovely blooming flower,
Fraii, smiling solace of an hour;
So soon trans ient comforts fly,
And pleasure only blooms to die
Winter, with its chills and snow VS., over US, an
and another loved form laid low. youn
wife and mother bid us farewell MuIttudes gat
cred at the house Of mourning which had Just bee
finished and adorned to crafty refined taste, an
mingled freely their tears with the bereaved, an
thence moved in silence, and with deep solemn,
70 the church and the grave yard.
Tho year has,ened to it's close. its last sun
were rolling through their circuits; aod the hoda
season was AT hand. But deaths work was n,
yet finished. One name, dear to us WAS on tn
roll ofthe expiring year. And, az tito atone e
shis seeming delay, he seized upon her with a
Iron hand, and she sunk down and withered in a
honrs One and twenty years she had counte,
All loved her. She the only daughter Of h,
0xeshsfs and she was 4 widow" Hundreds