Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1850-10-31
From the North American Farmer
LEGEND OF THE SCABIOUS
Or the Mourning Bride.
BY "FLoRA.n
BY FLORA"

III VIC dulS vi IOuS "SVi GIG 'uSIt
was a wrinkle On the brow Of Time,
and the young world went bounding
on its course in newborn youth and
strength, It's said the sons oflight, for
getful of their high destiny, came down
to its grassy plains, and loved, wooed,
and won the mortal daughters Of earth,
And confusion reigned amid the bright
spirits Of the upper sphere, and the
| calmncss left their brows, and the lus.
Ire their pnluns, and they were soiled
with stains Of clay. and lost their pa.
ces in heaven. But amid these troops
Of erring and fallen ones, little band
was found Of seven radiant stars, who
had never swerved from their allegi.
ance, or looked with low desire on The
unhalIowed pleasure of the far off orb.
And bright on their glowing thrones
shone the faithful seven, and never,
they vowed, should discord divide them,
! )
but in calm majesty they would possess
their places, and still echo back that
eternal hymn which first pealrd through
heaven, when the morning stars sang
together over the birth Of the new
world.
And days-not as we number them.
but as they are numbered in heaven
days and months passed by, and still on
their undlmed thrones sat these faithful
seven. Mortals saw and marked them
as a band Of the fairest $ siars, but as yet
not one had ever been commissioned
TO visit earth. that new orb, where so
many of their brethren had dimed
their glory, where purity bad been lost,
all things perverted, where sin had en-
tered, and the grim angel Of death rul.
ed as sovereign.
But at length on a message of peace
10 wounded heart of mortal mould,
one of these faithful spirits left his burn
ing throne, and, wearing tic form of
humanity, winged hiIhcr his way, and
paused amid the children of men. And
he looked with pity on their anarchy
and discord, on their sorrows and lher
sickness. on their brief DAYS and their
gloomy nights; aud compassion filed
his breast, and he fingered in their hou-
scs, and whispered hope 10 The dropping,
and consolation to the dying, until the
sons Of men lcSscd the slrunger,l though
they knew not whence lie was,or where.
fore he had come.
And in those days, as now, lived
many beautiful maiden; but amid the
daughters Of earth, none were so pas
sngly fair as the Young Ladore, the
child Of Lelus. Her dark ,resses wreath
ed form like that which. mirrored il
the fountain, smiled back to mothe
Eve. Her eyes might have been dewy
. with the warm tear drops Of earth, an,
as the spirit looked on her, he wisheC
that he might transport her to his home
: and make that beauty immortal wbIcl
; was, alas! "of the earth, earthly"
To her home, and 10 the now dyin!
= mother Of the stricken Ladorc, wa
the angel sent withhis message of peace
But neither the mairon nor Lador'
knew that he was one of the bright one
J. of the spiri. land, and the maiden hearc
his words of consolation, and whel
. death came in, clung 10 him in her ter
ror, and blessed him for the hope b,
l. gave her, and the cheering of his pre-
!. sencc. When evening came, she lin
gered near him, or walked in the sof
moonligh, pressing to his side, and
his words were sometimes deep, anr
strange, and mystic, and his look up
ward steady and yearning, she only feI
i anxious 10 recall his thoughts, and vii
him again TO his gen!ler moods.
: AIasl for the angel Of The star Alas
for the Immaculate child of light
Loves he not q maiden of earth1 Alas
for the fervor Of his vowsl His mis-
sion is finished but still he fingers be
side her. though his bosom throbs, ahc
his heart beats wildly, and she gazes OIL
, him with wonder, and fears, she know
not what, whenever the echo of hi
: footsteps dies upon her ear. Oh wh,
does he Iinger when the light on his ia
throne shines a beacon TO lure him back
: Thinks he not of the sorrow in III