Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1854-05-03
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From Gledsoa's Pictorid
THELITTLE ANGEL.
BY MRS. CAROLINE a. souLE.

May 90 on the common to play -
I've been good girl to day" warbled the
dear little pet Isabel Lee, in voice that
was sweet as the song Of bird Of sunlight;
aud up and down the stairs she went. sing
lag her childish ditto. and searching eagerly
for Ter mother that she might obtain the de-
sired permission.
Say yes do now. that's DEAR good moth.
er, she exclaimed, when at length she found
herself in the arms of the loved ole. Miss
Jane says I've been very good girl indeed !;
and she says, too that air aud play viii do
me much good. Aud there's no place ID all
the world where love to play as on that dear
old common Of ours. call our little coun-
try. mother, cause there amt no houses
there, nothing but gras, and .roes and
water
And bindings from human nests said the
mother as she lovingly kissed the darling
Yes. you may 60, but mind and not play
too hard; and be sure, Bell, to get home
before the dinner is ready
Merrily then battered the slippered feet
after bonnet cape and hoop-and merrily
sang the happy voice:
may go on the common to play,
guess I'll be good then every dayp
Very demurely did the little girl pace the
crowded and fashionable thoroughfare; but
o, how lightly and joyous!y she bounded
down the stone steps And once on the
gravelled patti, with Gods green grass be
side Aer-his noble trees arching above her
his free glad sunshine quivering on their
tops, dancing thro' their iaterlaciag boughs,
here mottGug the soft turf, and there ba-
thing it in golden tide Once beside the
mimic lake, with its leaping. laughing. mu.
steal fountain once out in that little coun-
try aud Isabel, hsppiest Of the happy, fit
ted through the long walks. with step that
that seemed almost winged, so feet, 50 airy
was its tread; while her voice rang cow 10
childish gee, and again in bird-like songs :
aud her pulses beating with quickeued life
sent fresh bright hues to the delicate cheek,
gave an added lustre to the brilliant eye - a
warm glad gush to the imprisoned soul -
Out on the common she might DO what God
meant she should be while her years were
young--a child. a rouping. wild, froliesome
child; ard gather. in her buoyant sports,
that strength so needed in the life to come
that vigor which shields tho heart from
mufled notes She rolled her hoop she
tossed her velvet ball; she skipped aad hop
ped to the BARRIERS shop, she made friends
with the little girls that romped beside her,
aud lent them her hoop while she jumped
their rope; she watched the little boys
launch their boats, smiled with them when
they bore a gallant sail, and spoke com
fortiog word when they met with a saddea.
ing wreck she played with the babies
gladdened the hearts of the weary nurses
with kind and loving word; and then
fairly tired out. wandered away from the
noisy group.
won't go home quite yet, sail sho--
I'll got rested first Yes, I'll liud me a
nice, COOL shady place, and sit down there
and think while. Mother says it does lit
tie girls good to think, and SO she tFipped
away in search Of musing spot
But suddenly her steps were arrested;
the ligbs faded from her joyous eye; the
song died en- her lip. There on the green
turf beside her. the midsummer SIM pouring
its torrid rays upon his upturned face, buried