North Carolina standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1850-1852, 1851-04-23

a PUTuRE. Strong through the Shockoe Hill
Burving Ground, few evenings since, we unex-
psctedly became eye witness to scene which even
anges MIGHT look down upon with an approving eye
within the raing of neatly though plainly enclos-
ed section near the Southern boundary of the Bury
inc Ground we discovered three sweet little gi rs-
the eldest had probably seen ten, ant! the youngest
not over six summers The trio of little innocents
had noiselessy gathered around little green mound
which appeared to be the newly made grave of in
FAINT The eldest siser-for sisters judged them to
be-occupied an attitude Of deep misunderstanding
softly and gently by the side of the little green
mound which hid from view the loved form of lit
tie sister or brother, who, Z" in the morn and liquid
dew of YOUTH" had been translated to happier
sphere. On either side, speechless andSmotioness,
stood her little sisters, whose eyes like her own,
were raining down with the MEETINGS of their pure
and innocent hearts.
Not an audible whisper escaped the lips of the
little mourners. The orison of the kneeling 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 lost That pray
er, we doubt not, has been registered in Heaven;
and if, In after life its author should WAIVER In the
path of rectude, 1t will plead trumpet tongued in
her behalf. Fearing that presence nigh disturb
the sacred devotions of the sweet little rio we paus-
ed, and quietly took a position which would enable
US to WATCH unobserved, the actions OF the devout
little mourners. The eldest sister held in her right
hand a bunch of iowers-the earliest which genial
Spring had called forth-conssting Of violets and
hyacinths. These she would press TO her lips, and
she would gather them up, press them to her lips,
aud again strew them over the grave. The sun was
rapidly descending the Western horizon-his last
rays gliding the tops of the obeisks which mark
the repose of the opuent the gifted, and the shades
Of evening were fast gathering around the holy
scene. Softly and reverenally the little sister arose
from her kneeng posture, and she arose. we caught
glimpse of her sadly sweet face; it YVES illuminate
ed by an angelic radiance, which for moment in
drced US to believe her more than IN ral. Gently
taking her sisters by the hand, the little trio of in
softly left the enclosure, the elder sister clos
ing the gate with degree OF caution which seemed
to ndica her great anxiety not to disturb the slum
bers 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 hur
RED. eager steps of childhood, soon reached the
street. After they had left, we drew near the spot
rendered sacred by the outPourings of their pure
hearts. One little mound only broke the even sur
face of the section-the volets and the hyacinths
were there, and we imagined they distilled more
delicious perfume the desert air - than the
exotcs cultivated by the horculturist. No stone
told the name, age of the sleeping child, but
its resting place has been indelibly stamped upon
our memory. Riehmond Times