The Yazoo City weekly Whig., 1854-09-08


They gently crowded her aUay from the
dead and lhe undertaken came toward with
the cofinlid Il hishand Itiaall right ana
proper, of eoufee t must be done bui the
heart mourner Il brings kird 81 shudder
q thrill Of agony as when ihe headsnaa
comes toward With bis axe The undertaken
stood for 4 moment piih decent propristy
not wishing % manifest rude hasle but
eyidently desirous 9 be sxpediiioos
as possible Just AZ he was about q
close The coffin lhs old wife turning back
and STOPPING down imprinted ohs long last
kiss upon the coldlips her dead husband
then staggefed u her seat buried her face
la her hands. and The closing coffin hid him
from her sight forever
That kissl fond token ofafeetion and 81
sorrow and memory and farewell have
seen many kiss their dead many such seals
oflove upon clay cold lips-but never did,
see one 50 purely sad 50 simple heart-touch.
ling and hopeless astha? Drift had hope
lit was that which looks beyond collins and
charnelhouses and damp, dark tombr, 60
tbe joys Of the tomb above. You would
kiss The cold cheek Of infancy. There Is
Ipoetry; Il is the last rosebud Or the paI-
lid cheek where il blushed. There IS romance
there; for The faded flower is still beaulifuli
IN childhood, the heart yields 10 the stroke
of sorrow but recoils again elastic with faith
buoyant with hope. Buthere Wasno beau.
". no poetry, no romance The heart of
the old woman was Ike The weary swimmer
whose strength has often raised him above
the stormy waves. but now exhausted sinks
amindst the suroes
Why should the old love the old. orlriss
the cold unloying lips? Ah. why shouldn't
| they? d es affection grow oId2 Does the.
true heart feel the im6irmity Of years
Does It grow cold when the step. be-
comes unsteady and the hands hang down.
Who shall say that the heart Of the old wife
was not as young and warm as IN those ear-
n ld g8les 1ys when he W0ed ard
Won her? The temp
had fallen and what was there ielt but for
her to sic down IN despondency among Is
lonely ruins and weep and dis2 Or the,
spirit Of better hope await the daWning
Of another day, when hand divine shall
gmher its scattered dust and rebuild for n-
mortality It's broken walls.
May the old wite's kiss chat linked The
living with tie dead he token 81 "a hohe
tie, that shall bind their spirits ia that bet-e
ter land where tears Rre wiped from all
faces and tie da 81 mourning ae en-
dedi
MR Stow 81 S. ATHF The Boston
Pos pro pc5s he following moral seasc-
ton 81 Is SLOW
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tending his hand like pump aal 6U
are now Old enough % undefspnd the f8s
of wisdom being I l-2 "a OTHER words
interfere with nothing tia. don't beio io
you, Shut yourself up like gold eagle
IN your pocket and don't get speg 3o
much concern foroihel " peop in-
clined TO 60 TO ruin emgo q lhey he
mind 10. WHIST business Is d Of youi Let
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precions hea il trying @ re 81
When you trade alleFs look your 81
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acts unto II car never Dor e
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to cost vou anVthino and nih az,