The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1842-03-19
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The following touching description o!
the interment of young and beautiful
child is l-.in Master Humphreys Cl"ck.''
"Along the crowded path they bore
her now; pure as the newly fallen snow
that covered it--WIosc DAY on earth had
been as fleeing. Under that porch where
she had set when Heaven ~ lis mercy
brought her to thai peaceful spot, she pas
ecd again, aud the old church received
her in lis quiet shade. They carried her
to her old nook, where she had many and
MANY a lime sat musing, and laid then
burden softly on tie pavement. The light
streamed on it through the colored WIN
dow--a window where the boughs OF trees
were ever rushing in the sumner breeze,
and where the birds sing sw ee'ly all day
long. With every breath of air that stir
red among those branches in the sunshine
some trembling, changing light woul,' fall
mp, II her grave. Earth TO earth, ashes t"
ashes, dust to dust Many young hand
dropped It's little wreath, many a sllled
sob was heard. Some-and there were
no, iew-knell down. All were sim
cere and truthful in their sorrow. The
service done, the mourners stood apart.
and The villagers closed round to look
into The grave before the pavement stone
should be replaced One called to mind
how he had seen her sit ON that very spot.
and how her book had fallen on her lap.
as she was gazing with pensive face
upon the sky. Another told how he had
wondered much that one so delicate as
she. should be so bold; how she had new
err feared to enter the churt h alone at nighl
but had loved to linger lher, when all
was quiet and even to climb the tove,
stair with no more light than that OF the
moons rays stealing through the loop
holes il the thick old wall. A whisper
went about among the oldest there, thai
she had called to mind how she had look
ed and spoken and her early death some
thought it might be so indeed. Thus.
coming to the grave in little knots, and
glancing down and giving place to others,
and falling off i'll whispering gr ups
of three or four. the church was
cleared in time of all but the sexton and
the mourning friends. They saw the
vault covered and the stone fixed down.
Then, when the dusk Of evening had
come on, and not sound disturbed
the sacred stiffness of the plarr--w hen
the bright moon poured in her ligh, on
the tomb and monument, on pill ar, wall,
and arch, and most Of all, Git seemed 10
them,) upon her quiet grave-ln that calm
time, when all outward things and inward
thoughts TEEN with assurances of imm"r
,ali,y, and worldly hopes and fears are
humbled in the dust before them then,
with tranquil and submissive hearts, they
turned away, and left the child with God.
OH it is hard TO take to heart the lessons
that such deaths will teach; but let no
man reject ii, for it is one that all must
learn, and is a mighty, universal truth.
" hen death strikes down the innocent
and young. for every fragile form from
which he lets The painting spirit free.
hundred virtues rise III shapes of mercy,
charity, and love, to walk the world and
bless it, OF every. tear that sorrowing
mortas shed on such green graves. some
good is born. some great nature comes.
In the deslroyer's steps there spring up
bright creations that defy his power, and
his dark path becomes way OF light to
heaven"