The southerner., 1855-06-30
For THE SoUTHERNER.
Leaves from Memory's Book,

BY ADoLPnUs, Tarboro', n. G.
Now that cold winter has unloosed
its iron grip from our earth, and gentle
spring comes smiling over the lar d.
scapc, love to walk alone sometimes
and read in mcmory's book. There are
many leaves in that book. Some are
bright and some arc dark. Upon som4
are recorded the names Of friends
loved friends. And though the m;sts
of time are fast settling over these
names, yet some of them are written so
plain they can be easily read.
Among them stands one-a loved
name-,G is that OF Olivia s.. She
was the loved one Of her Fathers fami-
ly; and well did she deserve to be be-
loved. So kiud, SO gentle, so much of
the angel IN word, form and actioni
Me;hinks even now | see her seated
at the Piano and hear the accents Of
her sweet voice singing her favori;e
song.
81 weeld not live always; I ask not
to stay
Where storm after storm rises dark
DER the way"
How soon she realized the wish this
song contains. Yes; she has left as
The cold clay wraps her form, the mar
ble slab stands as a guardian over her
grave, and roses planted by friendships
hand shed their fragrance there!
Reader would you like te kuew more
of this sad story? we'll tell it.
Edward NJ was noble. gcner-
ons hearted young man. Much care
had been taken i'll training his youth
full mind by his parents; tor had this
parental care been lost. When he
entered the world to play his own part
upon its wide stage, few bid fairer for a
long life of happiness; few bid fairer to
be more useful in their day and gcner-
alton.
AS all should do, he looked arourd d
for one to share the cares and joys of
life with him or to be more practical "to
sweeten the joys of life" "
His eye rested upon Olivia s..
All thought that he hid made most
judicioes choice; andtney thought right.
She was the one-very one to make
home happy. He sought her hand ia
wedlock, aud it was given.
| saw them stand before the hymcneal
altar. A noble-a lovely couple! [
saw Edward look with noble affection
upon tn e lovely being by his side; and
/ saw and heard Olivia VOW to be forev
er his. could but join with the min
lister in solemnly invoking the blessing
of heaven upon them.
Time rolled swiftly or; and in its
course it bore Oiivia's mother to the
tomb. I saw the grief stricken one
leaning upon the arm of her loved Ed
ward at that mothers grave Re then
appeared iH the true relation of faith
full husband-the supporter of his wife
in the hour of keen affection.
Next the Father was borne to the
silent tomb. The stricken one was
there. thought it was more than she
could bear up under; but as I look
ed upon her grief-worn countenlnce, I
saw there the sweet but sad express
sion of heavenly resignation. It was
then l saw the power of religion-a
power that comforts in the darkest
hours of life. She could lay her hand
upon her throbbing bosom, and say,
lord not my will; but thine be done. -
She could look forward to that world of
bliss where no tear moistens the eye
no pang wrings the heart-no emotion
swells the bosom; bat where all is peace
all is joy.
Would that I could stop here.
Would that the vail Of forgetfulness
would hide the balance Of this shol t
sketch. But such is not the case.
Soon after the death of OliYia's par
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