Fremont weekly freeman. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1850-1853, 1851-08-30
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Dark Eyes.
A THRILLING SKETCH.


is copied from an old number Of the New
York Journal Of Commerce, but age has rob-
bed it of none Of its beauty;
The moon to night falls on my forehead,
and on my paper, and my hand, and my pen;
but its sivery light falls on thy grave. thou
fairest of my chiidhood's friends? In such a
night i cannot make thee dead ! know the
grave has won the clay. Fkhow the silence
that has fallen on the melodious voice, the SOL
emn seal that closes the ruby lips Yet for
the years, the bearded years. come family now
to the songs and sounds Of younger days. and,
among them all, that voice is pure and clear
and very melodous, and it floats away from
me now into the fair deep sky. Thou ART gone
to God! Pure as an autumn morning star
beam, thou didst not fade from the sky. Thou
art only hidden from US by the grossef light
which our senses cannot penetrate, and
when the night comes 10 us We shall see thee
again!
If you will go with me now to glen in the
highlands and willow shaded nook, will
point out to you the very spot where years
ago, there stood rude bench. on which many
times have seen the fair girl now write Of.
sitting, and by which once saw her kneeling.
The eottage under the hill is occupied BY
strangers, and its broad hall and large rooms
now ring TO the laughter of those that knew
not her whose gentle spirit haunts their very
chambers. s Ills fa5 a
She is beautiful as adream. Never was
helier forehead shaded by raven tresses );
never were tresses so glorious as those. al ii
tell you that loved Sarah D, you
will call me an enthusiast and ascribc my adj
miration to my passion. ] did love her but
only as a boy werships a being very far above
him. used to lie at her feet on the grass
and gaze into her face, and watch the play of
her exquisite features. 1t was here learned
FIRST how high and pure, and worshipfui hu-
manity may be. Ha2 e a
She has passed now into the presence of
her God, and if TO night she is seated on the
margin of some CLASSY lake, or by the bank of
prattllng stream of the living waters of that
land, and yet.can hear as believe she can,
the words which our souls whisper, if our lips
/ do not, then am sure she smiles or she listens
and looks up to God and biesses him with new
songs, that she was permitted to pass hence,
as she was, long. long ago. And yet she
loves usl The blessed ones forget us not. and
she has been here to night and kissed my
forehead as of old ~ s5.5 za si.t5..l5
And to-day, when looked into the eyes of
a comparative stranger, which. nevertheless.
had that familiar gleam, could not resist the
i impulse to gaze, forgetful quite Of the long
lapse Of years. and the consequent decay of
! beauty. None who were so lovely then, re-
main as lovely now. The lines Of life are
deeply marked on many eountenances, and
grief and cares have hallowed their rosy
cheeks, and dimmed their merry eyes. The
voice ofthese days are pleasant only in MEM
ory. Sometimes, indeed, a child, 1.-THE child
of one once young and lovely.l will warbie a
note from an old song that with magical effect
recalls the hushed melodies of our childhood.
, But look, a thought, heart pang, teaches
US that we are changed and then. oh! how
we long for the time when there shall be no
more changes. -.,. ....zs .a
She was young and beautiful. What need
to add that she was loved. Surely need not
add that she loved, for such as she live on af-
fection, and die for lack OF it, Her father de-
voted his fortune and his life to her; and she
was heiress to large estate. As might be
expected, she had namberless suitors Of every
rank and variety. | cannot now remember
all of .hem, although then kept the run of
them tolerably we'll But of all, there were
only two that appeared to have any prospect
of success; and the village gossips were occu-
pied in discussing their relative chances.
Frank R---was the gayest, best hearted
fellow in the world, and had you seen him on
his horse by the side of Sarah D., you
would have said he was made for her. so wild
was his laugh. and so joyous her response
Yet, had yuu been behind the closed shutter
of the window in the front of the large " hite
house on the hill, as they rode by, and had
you there watched the compressed lip, the
broad, calm forehead, the pale face and the
speaking eye of Joseph s.: as he saw them
passing, you would have prayed to God that
that fair girl might belong to that noble man,
even as l, a boy, then prayed.
God has answered my prayers, When the
long way was travelled over, and the rugged
and difficult steep surmounted-when her
fairy foot was pressed on the rock at the sum-
nit of the hill of life, and her eyes gazed into
the blue, deep sky, with longing gaze, there,
even there. beyond the blue. his outstretched
arms receive her. and his embrace was
N Heavenl H=e2 4#f .as si5 -aa
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