Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1853-08-18


| Impressins my heart its kindly glow.
And darker seemed the world when it was gone,
| Yet alone have missed it, light below.
No kind father, with gentle hand laid caress.
ingly on each little head, ever called us my
children mo tender mother watched the FIRST
young tendrils of affection as they sp'4ny from
my heart aud taught them to ,wine around his
no one ever told me that was no, solitary
bud on the parent stem yet long eremy tongue
could frame description of my idea companion,
childish form gided often before me in NY
sleeping hours, and The sweet word sister was
brcathed from rosy lips that passed and vanished
with the mornings dawn, And ever as sought
Tor twin blossoms in the meadow or plucked the
twin Strawberries from the vines, parted them
with my tiny fingers, and with strange feeling
of childish curiosity, wondered if one could live
without the other; and bent my head low, and
listened for The parting sigh. Then with closed
eyes, and dreamy thoughts foa,ing through my
brain, would lie fur hours on the green carpe;ed
earth. and fancy The sound of sister came mourn
fully sweet from the dying breath Of the twin
flowers had gathered, and was waited far away
into the distance on the wings Of the summer
zephyrs thlt wandered by.
4 THESE were waking dreams,-w tile night
came loveest visions OF the dear unknown, as
yet unseen, save by spirit eyes. sten Ter form
of childish grace was ever by my side. low
| ~ a. II,1 eaT, o,,,.
eyes looked 'enderly into my own. Often when
awakened, as ii were b. the very happiness TOO
intense for sleep, my eye would rest on two little
stars, ever close together that louked in at the
window of my little chamber, and thought no
stars 10 all the heavens 60 beautiful as those
twin companions,
Thus, year alter year sped by till eleven
bright summers had gladdened my heart with all
beautiful things, only to vanish, like the dreams
their loneliness had INSPIRED.
1t was on bright day in early autumn tina,
had wandered, with some young companions to
The border of little grove, where the sound of
many voices swelled up to heaven in one united
chorus. The voice of child, strangely sweet
and melodious, caught my ear, and ny gaze
wandered over the assembled multitude till it
rested on form more beautiful than my widest
Imagination had ever portrayed. Spell bound, |
gazed on the dark auburn hair that clustered
around his fair white furehead- on the transpa. d.
rent cheek, mantlel with the fainest tinge of
crimson on the full ruby lips, just parted to
give utterancs to the rich tones,-ill the glance
of those dark flashing eyes met mine and then
| hurried away, with heart beating wildly. for
| knew that | had found the realization of my
dreams. What mattered il that his home, friends.
aye, even his name, were all unknown 10 me ?
was no longer a'one--my heart embraced its
twin companion, as though we never had been
separated.
Years passed-again saw him. The seal Of
manhood was on his brow the clustering locks
were darker and more glossy his cheek was
deeply flushed A smile curled his lip as our
; eyes met. and thrilled heart that in all those
dark years had not learned to beat alorc.
VC H'Ct anu u2ulu' IDuUI, IltdIttl
! and Hope danced reel in our very path, with
, so light tread that the tenderest flower sprang
up unharn,ed when the step had passed. What
wonder that in gazing on the fairy trio we per.
ceived not the dark cloud that was even then
, glthering in our horizon? What wonder that
in listening to the siren waIbngs of Hope, we
heard not the swelling murmur OF the rising
, tempest?
The breezes of Spring had swept over the
snow-cad hills, and through the sunIit valleys
and the song Of birds was heard in the budding
groves; but the form that had so long haunted
my dreams was far away, and my heart was sad
as looked up 10 the warm blue sky. where the
. feecy clouds sailed around in dazzling white
ness.
1t was at the close of dreary day. that, with
; a feeling Of desolation settling as cloud over
my spirit. sadly sought my couch. to dream Of
r the beautiful idol enshrincd in my heart. !. And
! he came and led me long way through plea
J SAINT grove, aud along the bank OF a sparkling
river, and smiled as he left my side, and wen,
b singing Tar down the rapid stream. awoke
y with the tears falling on my pillow. The span.
!; gled sky in its solemn stiffness and beautv was
] bending above the, aud looked up TO those twin
y stars 80 bright anu beautiful, TIL their tende,
- light pierced the sable cloud in which nv spiri
n was wrapped, and the angel of sleep oldot
h again his soft wings on my breast; and fingered
p till the morning star alone was left to kee,
n watch over the silent earth. The crimson cloud
G that lay listesaly along the eastern horizon mo
y we'd slowly away, aud the glorious King of Day