Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1855-01-23
soMN. VttRgINiA TUEsDAY. JANU AIRY q. I8555.

/ tt7WeW an meet Again In the AIOPningsn
Such vas s tie exclamation Of dying child,
IS the red rays Of the sunset stFeained on him
through the easement :" Good bye, Papa,
good bye Mamma has come for me to-night-
don't cry, PaRg we'll, meet again u the
morning g. It Tas as if an angel had spoken
to that father, and bis heart grew lighter under
its burden, for something assured him,that his
little one had gone to that bosom Of Him who.
said Suffer little children to come unto me,
for such is the kingdom of Heaven 49,.
There Is Something cheerful and inspiring to
all who are in trouble in this "We'll meet again
in the morning" 1t rouses up the faiptihg
soul like a trumpet-blast, and frightens away
forever the dark shapes thronging the avenues
of the outer Life. Clouds may gather upon our
paths-cares press their venomed lips against
our -disappointrnents gather around
not destroy the hope within us, if we have
this. mottp Upon our lips "All will be
bright in the morning. ,;=
Here is one who is doomed to roam awhile
in a foreign land, far from the scenes and.
friendships Of his earlier years. Day by day,
as he trudgeg. On His Iiitipiage meeting only
the cold smile ,0tthe stranger, his heaft yearns
for the communion of the loved ones st. home,
and silent prayers steal up from his lips that
the Good God will watch over and protect
them from every peril. TO such one how
previously dear is the thought that though the
darkness may now shadow his path, and dis
tance lie like Dead Sea between him and
his friends, he shall yet "meet them all in
Yonder Is one 1fi Who ssstts over si;r desolato
hearth-stone. The wife of his loye-she. whose
voice has cheered him on to great aud noble
deeds-whose sympathies have been an Agis,
protecting him from every storm. of Fate
whose prayers brought down balm from Heav--
en- for his every sorrow-this one has broken
away from the home-shrine, and wandered
out in the Sbadow-Realm whence none can
ever return. Day by day, hour by hour, he has
watched the shadows creeping toward her, the
sunshine fading from her life, and now as her
coffin lies before him, it seems as if there was
not one bright hope left for him for the NOR
row.. But the spirit of the departed one, how
ering yet around him, whispers mer1entih
his ear. and he rouses up from the lethargy of
grief strong Still in the hope that he shall
meet the loved one again in the morning..
A pilgrim is wandering over Lite3s dreary
vast, hopeless and cheerless. To him, earth's
choicest fruits have been as poison as asps,
and its greatest conquest but gilded mocke-
A4SSI MlLuSIluS as AoWeIS w "I1uliL mo S'tta2I'
And now as Age seatters its dead blossoms
in his way, he is growing footsore and weary,
and he longs to. sit down. and enjoy. the
calm of Death. But even as he sinks faint
ing at the. road side, there is a rustic Of wing
around him, a. whispering of sweet words,
and with the strength of a giant, he leaps
again upon his way, singing the song of the
thanksgiving and deliverance. Hope. has
risen from the dead, and he feels that all
will be bright in the morning !" -.
Soft is ever, Trouble may come upon us
and for while obscure the brightness of
our lives, but it. will not last forever. The
cross we bear. upon onr shoulders may be
heayy-our faith in Heaven may have. gone
down in doubt and darkness, but all is not
yet lost some one star still wrinkles in the
Heaven above u.s., Therefore. oh, Brother
despohd not wholly Hook not always back.
There is Rest yet in st0re,i the daybreak
will soon dawn in golden fullness upon the
darkness. Be patient, cheerful-bear your
trials like olden martyrs did; and you shall
yet find that all will be made right in tho
morning"
Oh wild is the tempest and dark is the night,
But soon will the daybreak be dawning;
Then the friendships of yore
Shall blossm once more,
"All we'll all meet again in the morning"