Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, IA [i.e. Ind.]) 1839-1854, 1848-09-06

done to the boundlcss delight of the girl {
four. With tears and laughter. and til
deep quiet gaze of Charlie. too deep soul
ed for either tears for laughter, THAI hous
embodied a ble,t family.
CHATTER III.
The kiss of the kind angel. Dealt,
brought a Sigh, flush TO the hollow cheel
Of little Charlie. but a flush that kindle,
no delusive hopes; for the mothers hear
had learned 10 trust his prophecy. and tn
father knew too we'll the hectic bloom that
when heavens gate is opening 10 the pure
is sometimes flung from the near ulor'
upon the faded cheek. So Autumn's frs
wild FROST kiss had touched the great ma
pie over the cottage win, blaze Of splcn
dor The dear bov sat no more in hi
wonted place beneath its wide arms. saw.
in the soitest season of the blandest da,
for dear past memory sake: and now In.
thin white fingers. slendcrer taan girl $
hung idly from the folds of his thich
shawl. no more to she'd life like glow
from the reflected bushes Of the rose. q
stain OF bleeding berries.
The patient mother knew his Autumn
too had come and was resigned: so cen
tered were her grief and trust. that smiles
and tears would min~le on her face: and
every morning she would thank God rath
or that he was here, then nurmer that he
was going hence.
Mother he said one dav. after a Sc
we're struggle with pain. which flushed his
beautiful pale face. but could only wiring
il 10 IA slight contortion. the soft wind
would ruff. the water in passing Moth
er. il is over now. the pam and trial, ana
a bright spirit. with pure blue wings. and
white transparent robe. stand close by me
| have seen him often in the distance. and
every fit Of agony would bring him closer
as if | were ailoat. and it was rough
wind to drive me to him. Father, mother
Bob Ellen. all comet and the boy kissed
them all silently. They knew THAT he was
going. aud were mute. save little Ellen
who put her arms about him tendcrly and
begged him. q don't go. Charlie.'
Bat quick glance of his kindiins eve
caught a vision invisible 10 them who
watched him. and flashed pure smile
over the falling tears.
.Mother,' he whispered family. 'they
are bringing white flower attn. and
they say it is for filial and fratcrnal Love
nother-becauSe I've loved You and faith
er and Bobby and Ellen: and vet. how
could help it, YOU are SO good. And
one holds up a band Of so!test blue flow
crs, and he saws it is for Patience. mother
-because have borne suffering mccklv:
but that should be for YOU, for it was you
that made me 50 happy. | couldn't feel
the pain. And now one comes close to
me with tiny bouquet of the most swee,
small flowers ike the lily Of the valley,
but swecter, clearer, and they make a low
soft tinklng in tunes. as they wave in her
hand. and this she says is for Purity
and she will bind it on my hosom. q
mother. do YOU feel them: they float
smoothly by you, and look kindly on you;
and now lovely company have come.
together round Us all-and now float IL
way. O mother. one kiss! the rose-chain
lr,-,lcns. but it will not breakl 90. but
this will hold us always till it folds us close
again. Iiark.-
Dropped the faint clols over the dying
eyes, claspcd the pale hands on the pulse
less bosom. and the white soul of the boy
flew up to God on some divine strain
which his car had caught. and which it
seemed the sobblng mother and the knccl-
ing sire. in Il moments hush Of grief.
could almost hear. SO swcetly passed his
spirit. that a sweet smile. more of heaven
than earth. lay on the unchanged face:
and 10 the Cep pulled mother seemed ii no
fancy that she felt the pressure OF the cN-
tended fower-band, and down its living
links. sweet pulses of living bliss from the
beautitied soul of the ascending boy!
u hat If strange scenes passed in that
little cot. and the ututnnal winds sighed
through the open door. and passed IA skele-
ton like bier. and solemn words were said :,
and tears were rained profuselv on a mar
BILE cheek: and tlocks of children. all in
simple white, with late flowers in their
hands. walked weeping two by two. and
paused to sing mid sobs low hymn.
round a little grave, make the name. of
their lost darling inarica ate with grief.
\ ct round that mothers heart. if round
70 other. the invisible flower wreath press
ed with blessed healing-and a perpetual
inflow of divine love from his divine. soul.
deepened her spirit beyond Joy or grief,
and told her ever. Charlie is not dead!'