Daily Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 1854-1855, 1855-05-31
From tho "Noctes.-l
Keepsakes.

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Keepsakes
NORTH. Bot, James, we were speaking oil
keepsakes.
Shepherd. And sac we are still For
what il a keepsake but material mem orial
o a spiritual happenin'! Something sub
stantial, through whose instrume ntality
the shadowy past may resettie on the pres
ent-tll bit metal, or BIT jewel. or a bi,
lock O. hair, or Bit painted paper, shall
suddenly bring the tears into your startled
and soitened cen, by dear, delightful,
overwhelmin' hinge O. Life-in-Deathl
". or all keepsskes, memorials, relics,
mos, tenderly, most dearly, most devoutly,
James, do love little lock of hair. and
| oh! when the head il beautiiied has long
mouldered in the dust, how spiritual seems
the undying glossiness of the sole remaining
ringlet, All else gone to nothing--save
and except that soft, smooth, FURNISHED,
golden, and glorious fragment Of the appar
eiling that once hung in clouds and sunshine
over an angels brow!
$. Ay-as poor Kirke White says
al must have been a love-, head
That had such lovely hair"
But d.nna think oay mar upon her the 90,
sir. What fuies we are to summon up
shadows aud spectres trae the grave, to
trouble
" Her image troubles me not. Why
shouldit! Methinks see her walkingyon.
der, as if fifty years Of life were extinguish-
ed, and that were the sun OF my youth!
uk-look-James.-a figure all arrayed,
like Innocence, in white garments Gone
--gone,--fet such visions are delightful
yisl,ants- and the day, aud the evening.
and the night, are all sanc,itied on which
the apparilion comes and goes with tran
silent, vet immortal smile.
y Ay, sir! a lock o. hair, agree wi you,
i. far better than ony pictur. It's "a part O.
the beloved object herself belanged to
the tresses that aften, lang, lang ago. may
hae a been suddenly disheyeiIed, like
shower o. sunbeams. over your beatin'
breast! Bot moo solemn thochts sadden
the beauty ance sac brich,--sae retuigent
the LANCER YOU gaze ont. the mair and
mar penstve grows the expression of the
holy relic--it seems TO say, almost upbraid-
ingiy, "Weep'st thou no more for me" and
then, indeed, tear, true 80 the imperish-
able affection in which all nature seemed
TO rejoice, "when life itself was young"
bears witness that the object towards which
it ycarned is no more forgotten, now that
she has been dead for So many, many long
weary years, than she was forgotten during
ali hour OF absence, that came Ike pass
ing cloud between Us and the sunshine Of
her living, her loving smiles!
". Were picture perfectly like our de-
ceased friend-no shade OF expression, how
ever slight, that was mis-, wanting--none
there, however slight, that belonged not 10
the face that mas faded utterly away-then
might picture
s. But then that's never the case, sir.
There's aye something wrang, either about
the mouth, or the cen, or the nuse-or
what's warst O. a, you Gamma I'M fawtS WI
ony o the features for no being like, and
vet the painter, frse no kennin' the de-
Iphtfu, character o. her or him that was
sittin' till him, leaves out o. the face the en-.
tire speerit--or aiblins, that the portrait
mayna be deficient in expression, he pits in
a sharp clever look, like that o. blue stock.
ing. into saft, dewey, divine cen, swimmn'
wi soviet spo Is the mouth a. thegi,her by
puckerin' I up at the corners, sac that a
the innocent smiles, mantiin' there like
kisses, tax flight frae sic priln lips, cherry
ripe though they be; and, bin to the deli
cate, straught, hne-edged hecht O. her Gre
ciap--ay, her Grecian nose--what does the
fulc do, but raises up the middle o. the big,
or--may Heaven never forgle him--cocks
it up at the pint sac, that you can see up
the nostrils--a thing dinna like at a'-and
for this, which he cas- portrait, and pro-
poses sendn' to the Exhibition, he has the
conscience to charge you-wthouten the
frame-the reasonable SOON O. se hundred
pounds sterling!
N. Next to lock of hair, James, is
brooch, or ring that has been worn by
! beloved friend.
s. Just sac; and then you car put the hair
! Until the brooch orring--or baith-and wear
them on your finger and on your breast a
nicht lang, dream, dream, dreamin' ava
! back the vanished worldo' uncomfortable, and
incom prehensible, and inutterable things.
~. Or what do you think Of book, my
dear James
s. Az, bit bookie O. ane's ain writin', a
poem, perhaps, or garland o ballants and
sangs, with twa three lovin' verses on the
fiy-ieaf, by way o. inscription--ior there's
something unco affectionate in manuscript
bound on purpose for her in delicate,
white, sivered.edged cawf, VII flowers alsng
the border, or the figure o. a heart, perhaps,
in the middle, pierced wi dart, or breathin'
out flames like a volcawno.
/ ". A device, James, as natural as it is
new.
s. Name o. your sneers, you aud satirist.
| Whether natural or unnatural, new or audi
the device, fra being sac common, Gamma be
far wrang-for a the warld has been IN
love, at ae time or ther o. its life, and kens
bes, hoo to express its ain passion. What
see you ever in love-sangs that's at a new
Never ae single word It's just the same
thing over again, like vernal shower
PATTERN amang the buddn' woods. bu'
let the lines come sweetly and salty, nnc
wee wildly too, fra the lipso' Genius ane
they shall delight a mankind, and woman
kind too, without ever wearyin' them
whether they be said or sung. But try II
be originpl--ts keep aft a. that has eve
} been said afore, for fear O. plagiarism or u
ambition o. originality, and your poem II b.
like bit o. ice that you haze taken INTO you
mouth unawaures for a lump o. white sugar
The number of dogsin Allegheny City
estimated at 1000. What happy famil