Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1843-03-09

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she gazed with nOurnlul satisfaction &
? The hound beneath which the silc
group were sleeping, 'IIow peaceful
hty rest, she said, 'bm Edward, wher,
, oh where art thou ! In vain | rove %.
oceans vast domain, but no resting 50,
- lher" for my weary wandering spiri,
No vigils can keep for thee BmicrI
did she weep at these words. II was
moment of weakness Bitter thought
soon gained their empire and then sh
welt M her own insubn,ission Unwo,th
are these ariefs, she said, perhaps sinf,
~ the heart Of n christian. The Grrcia
and Roman might attach vital imporianc
to funeral obsequies the heaihen mai
den might preserve in m urn of sivc
The relies of her pcrisbcd lover the unen
lch'encd mother gh, treasure the foru
I "i her beloved one, amid her garden o
i roses and bowers of beauty but shall ;
being sustained by the glorious hopes q
christianity, be agonizrd, because pre-.
cious dust is scattered because form
which seemed to be almost cihercallZcd
ny the pure and noble spirit which AMI
mated u, has found no halowed grave
why should we mourn for that ten.mr u,
whirh The spIiIt no more needs. Father,
ioraivr Thy erring chile
Poor Agnes many n heart like thine
has tor lime forgotten The homes Ia
which il is heir When far sfrom our
home md our dead how docs the spirit
pine nj the separation. II would wins
ITS rapid way, and hover around the rest
ing place ofIhe loved and lost. Reason
and religion t. u W. they are not there ::
they are isen, and their glor'frd spirits
are Tree from the mortal coil' which
bound them To earth. But faith il weak.
and ai times the human nature pre-, all
over the spiritual VIII not the Saviour.
VIII" weri with Mary * Martha at the
grave of the b' l"ved brother, and who
remembers that we are dust, forgive The
'ehr mat we cannot reprrss, when memo
ry visits tho lonely distant srpmlchre q
"A part OF every year was spent b,
Agnes with her parents aud brothrrs ~
The South, and the reminder with he,
brother IN New York. She had begged .
her brother TO allow her To prepare ioi
rollece, his eldest son, whose name was
Edward Ev"rnru. This was to her n
never -iniI'ng s'nIce of pleasure, and il
a'rh'ng h's expanding mind, she often
org"i the SORROWS of her own. Srldnm
were her blghied hopes referred to, and
although the shadow which she lrh wa,
'as' over her ~h"l" existence, sometimes
frraled itself ~ her expressive rO,nte-
'nncc, to her anxious friends, Yet IN ihei,
'resrnce she was ever cheerful. lie,
wn feelings were ever kept in subJrc.
ION, until they could be indulgrd with
ut In:rrrnping the peace of her friends.
r nesIerilng any known duty. II was
l'en asked, why does not Agnes Nc
rvin MARI,
On the evening Of the sixth nnnivcrsa-
of the loss "f Edward, Agnes wa.
'i'"g pensivrly in her chamber. She d
as passing n few dnys with her school I
icnd, Elizabeth Douglass, now Mrs
'rllbroOk. Mrs. w. unconscious thai
Q past day had been to Agnes one OF
onrnInl rrminisccnccs, entered he, =.
ON, and smiling, put a letter into the 4.
md of her friend. She silently stood
Agnes until she had read it nnd then
i'd >
u am commissioned by my excellent ~
end, EnSiicr, Ia plead his cause with
u : he fears he is not worthy nf you. F.
Agnes, with her usual decision and g,
emptiness, replied - is
Eustlcc is more than worthy Of me- u
u well do ! appreciate his generous 20
riurS and his noble nature, and INV X
mans heart Is not unnindfml Of hi. /
.ard for me, and were my heart m, III
n, It might he given to friend as To
'h'y priced as En~'cr. Bu, my heart
, added, is with my persisted love. e"
red with Edward, amid the pearls and ~, !"
rails oi The ocean, aud the lid inds -,
Z It's f"qniem.' Suddenly checking t., ru
rselI, she said, i an wrong he is III,
there. But can never love, can bll
YER marry another! With my own pri
MS oi ihat union, it would be wrony bic
ne to assume the sacred obliyationI
olved in it, unless | could in a mca- "e'
- ,.,ur, ,La ,,u.,; ,, pas
''"'n 'ht HHtc'i0n bestowed on me | ,L.
G trial which infinite wisdom has sen,
was needlul. 1t was sent, meth,nks, Bl!
hasten that Imagination which was me
NJ to shed over parih's chc1uered pas
mes the hues of paradise, aud which
I'd Z" invest lis hearts chosen friends, we
b the perl"c''"ns of angels. cnr. en-
My love for Edward was idola,ry Un
never de- wish for an"ther tie like a,
to bind my spirit to the earth. You. one
r Elizabeth, who are so happy in I
r domestic relations, may thina there opp
% happiness for me-. But il is no, 81 ""'
re are few with whom | would px- y
nge situations. There is no one- ron,
would rather have been the chosen TO :,
the aiiianccd bride of Edward !,
rnc't, than the wife ur any one. ava
happy ~ my friends: most happy in NOR
'allng little Edward, who trust III emu ',,
nble The noble being whose name he . Wv"
S. a thousand sources of happiness ~
mine. True, there are times when tors
mory, too busy for the past bring bla,
re me the hopes of other days- mc
At hap mess would have been mine table
IN the friendship of Edward, ] musr II