Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1855-04-07

+ rn uf her who has been "thc light of his life,
the very soul and poetry Of his existence" till TIC
tint breath ceases, and the iloli1cd form lies cold
and p%ulselcss beGre him and in anguish he eS.
claims, "His, Ills is dcait!p -
She, too, knows the bitterness Of Death, who,
with her family u li,lc helpless ones, is impa-
tienty preparing to welcome again 10 loving en-
braces, the absent husband and father, and is
stunned and Frustrated by tho announcement that
strangers have laid Linn in his last rcsting-plare.
As comes the avalanche upon tho unsuspccting
jewellers in the peaceful vale below, SO comes the
terrible blow to her, spreading ruin and deyasla-
ton where before was smiling hope and peaceful
expectation. The dew of ~gladness has been OK
hailed forever, and all lifo's brightness exlinguished
Death has now no further tcrrors for these stricken
mourncrs; they have experienced in all its blight
ing force, "the abomination OF dosolation,' and
existence is robbed of all that made it desirable
Their lives seem to them separate and nnart from
their fcllow-IeinSs-thoy feel that though still
pilgrims and sojournors in this vale Of tears, thcii
interests are not here. And how well at sucl
times can we realize that where our treasures are
there will our hearts DO also"
d'O an tAlCtICHCCS VI tlC ulol uSuiliAilF
hours of bereavement, and, though time may par
TALLY heal the snarting wound, and teach u;
that life has still its loves, hopes and duties, there
must ever remain an aching void, a deep, inefface
able scar, that throbs painfully beneath many &
careless, thoughtless touch. Aud never again car
the afflicted spirit feel the SAINT buoyancy, the
same confidence in earthly plans and pleasures
q flushed and distressGul feeling accompanies il
into whatever new scenes or relations it may be
introduced. That trials and sorrows often bring
with them moro Of the real terrors of Death than
the mere passage from this world to another, is
evident from the readiness of many a harrassed
soul to free itself from its earthly imprisonment,
and encounter all that We dread of the unknown
future. 1t is often a far harder task to reconcile
the sorrowing heart to life and its duties, than tc
the prospect of a transition from this world to the
next. Perhaps we all, more or less, are brought
by bitter experience, to adopt the feeling embodied
in the following lines:-
"0h, fear not thou to die!
But rather fear to lice; for life
Has thousand snares thy feet to try,
By peril, pain and strife.
Brief is the work of DEATH
But Lifc-tbe spirit shrinks to see
How full, ere Heaven recalls the breath,
The cup Of woe may be.
ooh, fear not thou to die!
No more to suffer or to SIM;
No snarcs ],ri5out thy faith 70 try,
No traitor heart uitbja;
But fear, o! rather fear,
The gay, the light, the c~hangeful scene,
The ~aattcring smiles that greet thee here,
From Heaven thy heart to wean.
"Fear, lest in evil hour,
Thy.puro and holy hope o'orcome,
By clouds that in the horizon lower,
Thy spirit feel that gloom,
Which over earth and heaven
The covering throws of fell despair
And deem itself the unforgiyen,
Predcstined child of care.
"Oh, fear not thou to die! #
To die, and be that blessed one,
Who in tho bright and b~eauteous sky,
May feel his conflict done;
May feel that never more,
The tear of grief or shame shall come,
For thousand wanderings from the Power
Who loved, and called him home"