Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1841-1853, 1851-05-29
A Picture.

Stroling through the Shockoe Hill Burying Ground
few evenings since, we Unexpectedly became an
eyewitness to q even angels might look down
upon with an approving eye. Within the railing OF
neatly though plainly enclosed section, near the
southern boundary of the burying ground, we dis
covered three sweet little girls-the eldest had pro-
badly seen ten and the youngest not over SIX sum-
mers. The trio of little innocents had noislessy
gathered around little green mound which appeared
to be the newly-made grave OF an infant. The eldest
sister-for sisters we Judged them to be-occupied
an attitude of deep devotion, kneeng softly and
gently by the side Of the little green mound which
hid from view the loved form OF little sister or
brother, who 'n the and liquid dew of youth,
had been translated to happier sphere. On either
side speeches. and motionless, stood her little Sis
ters whose eyes, like her own, were running down
with the MEETINGS of their pure and innocent hearts
Not an audible whisper escaped the lips OF the lit
tie mourners. The orison of the kneehng child was
in secret but her whole manner bespoke the eloquent
nature of the prayer she offered up TO the throne OF
Heaven for the little one. That prayer, we doubt
not has been registered in Heaven and if, in after life
its author should waver in the path OF recttude 1t
will plead trumpet-tongued in her behalf. Fearing
that our presence might disturb the sacred devoons
of the sweet little trio, paused, and quietly took
position which would enable us to watch, unobserv-
ed the actions of the devout little mourners.
The eldest sister held in her right hand bunch OF
howers-the earliest which genial spring had called
forth-consisting of violets and hyacinths These
she would press to her lips, and then scatter over the
grave of the little child. Anon she would gather them
up, press them to her lips and again strew them over
the grave. The sun rapidly descending the west
ern horizonhs last rays gliding the tops OF the
obesks which mark the repose of the opuent or the
gifted and the shades of evening were fast gathering
around the holy Softly and reverenially the
little sister arose from her kneeng posture, and as
she arose we caught glimpse of her sadly sweet
face; it was illumined by angelic radiance, which
for moment induced us to believe her more than
mortal Gently taking her sisters by the hand, the
little trio of innocents softly left the enclosure, the
elder sister closing the gate with degree Of caution
which seemed to Indicate her great anxiety not to
disturb the slumbers of the little child reposing in
the enclosure. After casting one long lingering look
at the little green mound, the sisters departed, and
with the hurried, eager steps of childhood, soon
reached the street. After they had left, we drew
the spot rendered sacred by the outpourngs of
their pure hearts. One little mound only broke the
surface of the section-the violes and the hya
cinths were there, and imagined they distilled
more delicious perfume the "desert air" than the
rarest exotcs cultivated by the hortculturist. No
stone told the name age sex of the sleeping child,
but its resting place has been ndelibly stamped up
on our memory -RichmOnd Times.