Columbus Democrat. [volume] (Columbus, Miss.) 18??-18??, 1851-07-12
A BEAUTIFUL LITTER.

The following most touching fragment Of
letter from a diving wife To her husband VAS
fund hy him, sume months alter her death be.
tween the leaves Of religious volume, which
she was very ionj ufpeFGsRg. The letter, which
WAS hte ally d,m with lear-mafks, was written
long before the husband was awave that the
grasp or fatal disease had tasieOed upon the
iov~i, fnm OF b., wife, WIN died al the early
aye ct nineteen;
" hen this shall reach your eye, dear c.,
some day when You are turning over the relics
o, the past shall have passed away forever, ano
the cold white stone will bs keeping i,s lonely
watch over the lips YOU have 50 often pressed.
aaj the sod viii be growing gfsen iha. shall hide
forever lrom YOUR sigh, the dasi Of enc who has
50 often nestled close 10 your warm heat. Fjr
9nsal hng and sleeveless night, when all beside
n. i5aughl. was at rest, have wrrsted with
tie CONSEQUENCES Of approaching death, until at
a>t It ha, forced itself upon my mind aud al
heugh to ,ph aud 10 others il might now seen
tut the pcrtou. mag nations OF girl, yet. dett
C., it IS sol Many weary hours have |
passed in the endeaynr u reconcile myself 10
leaving YOU, whom love so we'll, and this bright
world Of sunshine and beauty and hard indeed
It is to struggle on silently aud alone with the
,uRE CONVICTION that am about to leave all
forever. and 60 down alone into the dark valley
"RulI know in whom have trusted and lean-
ing upon His arm, II fear no evil Don't
blame me tor Keeping even all this from you
How could subject y1n, Of all Others, to such
/ sorrow as feel at parting, when time will soon
make it apparent 20 you
could have wished 10 live, jf only 10 he al
your side waen your time shall come, aud pill
towing your bead upon my breast, wipe the drah
damp. from your brow, and usher your depart
ing spirit into lis MAKERS presence, embainco
in womans holjest prayers. But it Is not to bs
so--and | submit. Yours is the privilege ri
watching, through long and dycsry nights, ioI
| the spirits final flight, aud Of transferring my
sinking head from your breast 10 my Saviour
bosom And you shall share my last thought
the last faint pressure Of the hand, and the last
feeble kiss shall be yours and even when flesh
and heart shall have failed me, my eye shall rest
on yours until glazed by death and our spirit.
shall hold one last fond communion, until gently
Elldng from view--the last of ear,h--you shall
mingIe with the frs. bright gllmpses Of the IN
fading glorrs Of that better world, where part.
ings are unknown. Well do | know the spot,
dear c., where you will lay the often have
we stood by the place, and as we watched the
mellow sunset as il glanced in quivering flashes
through the leaves, and burnshed the grassy
| mounds around US with stripes ofburnished gold
each perhaps has thought that some ono Of "
would come alone, and which aver il might be
your name would be on the stone. But we ovet
the spot and know yon'll lows il none the les
when you see the same quiet sun,lighl lingo
aud play among the grass that grows over youI
Nary's grave. know you will 90 often alone
there, when am laid there, and my spirit Will
he with you then. and whisper through the wav'
ing branches, 81 AM NOT LOST, nut GONE BE'
FORE.