The Abbeville banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1847-1869, 1854-11-23

III" young Wi'c, as she fntcrS the carnage,
which will bear her ftrn home, friends,
and all she onco held bearer than aught
else ON earth. You he'd the music of the
ling sring rvcll ers Ion. after you have
PASSED on and the gorge'ls pageantry has
faded from your sight. N before those
sweet tonc<l <llavc melted fbm your car, YOU
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and far different scene.
In Il slIadowy corner, hly 4 very short
distance from that grand dwelling, there is
group so striking lhpt t rivets your at
ten'ion. A feeble old 4 m has crouched
down on the Steps Of an Imposing church.
and is sitting there, will / his tattercd cloak
folded around his cmaca4I frame, and his
head resting on the tia hands rl.<peA
over Ills sturdy cane. Al ,:!ilJ is reclining
ut his feet, with hait-rloSIl eyes, and sl.,.-
der fing'rs, idly trill;ng with her unkcSt
locks. Near her, standi;.s greet. and silent,
is girl Of some ten sui ,mcrs, fair, bu,
with the spirit of sulf; }p,y woman i'm.
printed on every feature, The whole trio
are faint and weary, and l.solate. In all
this city with its n!'msrp,H homrs, tl'erc,is
no roof to slicltrr>tlcrI - <s-*:. side AROUND
which thy can loiter>0, )smp!y supplied
t'bc where they can satisfy tile cravings
OF hunger, and rs the agvt man thinks "f
i, tears roll down his sunIcn check. But
the heroine beside him, SO youthful in years,
but so old in bitter experience. soothes him
with gentle words of encouragement, and
smiles, that light up her wan face will,
strange radiance. You think of little Nell,
the guardian angel of her grandfather, no.
vcring about him with her winning ways
leading him 'frum the temptations that sur
rounded him. and dying at last in that
pleasant country-place near the ancient
church and the grave yard. Perhaps her
patient endurance, her noble devotion speak
Il rproof to your rcpining, and you turn
away with higher resolves a,,l llolier aspi-
rations.
Farther on, you see brilliant tlrong
assembled within the walls of theatre -
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You hear the merry Je,.... !,ar nf
the play-the light laugh, the Applause,
which ever and anon esgoes through the
stately building. Then, with lingering
gaze, you again resums your walk. A
moment Inpre and you aperceive single
ray of light twinkling FINN a house that
appears wrapped in. silence and gloom
But you soon find yourself looking anx-
iously into THAI di,nly illuminated ROOM
1t is SO still, that your f4 fall almost star
ties yon, and your hurried whisper has a
fearful distinctncss.. 7 wo watchers are
keeping vigil.besidc Il dead : the corpse
lies shrouicd in white ttirapary, that falls
over il with tho rigiditypf scuptured mar ii
ble. The pale hands ard folded, and with
in the waxen fingers nestle flowers. fraik
fair and sseot. Ike ezhei5 whose, dreauless,
slumber they ~ sopi share: The icv,
brow is gafa With Myrtle, and sprey.
of blossom. .o' fssshs tho lobe around the
slender neck. ~
Once more you afe i J., i the street; men