Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1853-05-24
Little Willie.


Then droop in languor and decay,
As clouds that form their bright shapes o. er ug,
Then speed their trackless course away,
GAS sparkling waves we watch advancing,
That melt in foam beneath our gaze,
AS sunlight o. er the waters glancng,
That smiles, and then withdraws its rays,
GAS summer insects 20 their light homes vending,
Sweep by us with hum of melody,
As gentle showers on the earth descending,
Gem for fl, citing space each shrub and tree
$50 pass away the gifts and joys of earth;
Frall as the rose, the cloud, the wave as heeting
We scarce can welcome happiness to birth,
Ere some sad note of change arrests the greeting"
We have ever been lover of children.
We love them for their joyousness-lheIr
simpIicily-lheir innocence. Even in our
biueresi moments of msanIhropy, when The
society of man-is burdensome, children are
always welcome visi,ers. We confess there
is linge Of melancholy in our composition.
incining us too much TO mourn over 'man's S
inhumanily 10 man." BuI the happy faces,
the joyous shoui, The merry laugh Of group
Of lilile innocens, as if by magic, changes
our gloom 10 gadness. Instantly fades from
our recollection all that fingered there OF
vice and crime, Of wrongs inflicted, of mis-,
cry and degradation. And instead come
bright memories of whatsoever things are
pure. whatsoever things are lovely. whaiso.
everlhings are just, whatsoever things are
Of coed report /" Earth would indeed be a
dreary place 10 US without children. Even
heaven itself would be far less attractive
were there no children there.
We digress. Less than year ago. we
look up our residence in Pomrroy-a slran-
ger in strange place. Near our Office
lived beautiful, bright, manly liule boy Of
three summers. Frequently, as he loilered
near the stairs, did we endeavor 10 enlice
him into the Office, but not until permission
was given by his purenls, did he first enter
Some musical instruments owned by one OF
Ihe young men in the office, pleased and
attracted him, and his visits became frequent
His manly, frank, and fearless manner, cum.
bned with The simplicity and innocence o
childhood, won our admiration and love, and
his visits seemed like rays of sunshine
His parents, thinking perhaps he might be
troublesome, uuerly forbade his frequen,
calls, and sometimes week would pass by
without visit from liuIe Willie. When
last he came, he was unweI. and seemed
unusually sad. We endeuvorcd 10 proIong
his stay, and cheer up his dropping spirits
But our efforts 10 please seemed unavaling
lie wished 10 Ego home" Liltle did we
think he would SO soon 60 TO his bright and
beautiful home in the sky. Lille did we
imagine that even then The messenger ol
Death had touched The feeble frame of ilIe
Willie with his icy finger. Alter three
weeks of intense suffering, patiently endured,
his pulse grew sliII, and his body became
white and cold as the marble. Liue vii.
lie has gone 10 dwell with The angels, and
with Him who said. when on earth, "Suffer
ilIe children 10 come unto me, and GorbC
them moi; for Of such is The kingdom OIL
Heaven"
Inst Sabbath evening, we saw his mortal
remains planted in The churchyard, there To
rest until raised in immortality. 1t was
lovely evening-so bright-so beautiful
"tloPE" seemed written on every obiec, in
nature. Tho luxuranl foliage, The opening
buds, the warblirg Of birds, The bright sun.
shine, the cooling zephyr, all seemed hope.
insoring-al seemed calculated to remind
US Of Wi'ie's new and eternal home-of
-"that sun, bright cline,
Undimm'd by sorrow, unhurt by time,
Where age hath no power o er the ladeleSs frame;
Where the eye is fire and the heart is flame.
river of water gusheS there,
Mid flowers eternal and STRANGELY fair;
And thousands of wings are hOverlng o'er
The dazzling wave and the golden shore
mat are seen IN that sun bright CLINE.
Millions of forms all clothed in light
In garments OF beauty clean and white!
lhey dwell in their own immortal bowers,
Md iadelesS hueS Of countless flowers
hat boom in that sun brigh cline.
Ear hath not heard nor eye hath seen
III nheir swelling notes or their changel, SIS sheen;
helr enSlgns are waving, their banners unfurl
On OIn Jasper walls and gates of pearl
That are reared in that sun bright cline.
But far away is that radiant cline,
Undmmd by sorrow, unhurt by time,
w mere amid all things that there are given,
is the home of the just; and its name is heaven
Inc name OF that sun. bright clime!'
How many mothers have been called TO
parI with their dearest treasure Just as the bud
gives promise OF beautiful hower How
many "Sweel William has been ,rans.
planted from earth TO adorm the heavenly
gardenS!-uansplanled in the early spring.
lime, ere Tho scorching summer sun has
dried up The fonnIails of their affection, or
The weeds Of vice has marrcd their bcauly,
by rude contact! Much Of lhe pnin Of parl.
ing is removed by contrasting The lempta.
lions, The vice, the wrelchedness, The mis-.
cry OF earth, with the purity, the bliss, the
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