The weekly Lancaster gazette. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1852-1855, 1855-01-11
Blind Girl Feeling for Sunbeam.

The sun has Just burst out through the
clouds, and heavy golden beam comes in
at our window. How bright and cheerful!
1t comes in so silently, yetit speaks to the
heart. Thank kind God for sunshinel-
Ages upon ages it has illuminated and
gladdened a world, yet we hardly think of
the great fountain of light and beauty.
Writing of sunshine brings to mind a
touching incident which came under our
observation as we were travelling in the
cars. Opposite us was seated a family of
four, consisting of man and his wife and
two Children boy and girl-twins, and
totally blind. Two lovelier children we
never saw. The family were from the
South. A southern sun had given each
cheek a rich olive complexion, relieved by
beautiful bloom upon the children's coun-
tenances. The boy was slightly built, had
fine chiseled features, End hair of a dark
brown, clustering in rich curls around his
neck. The girl was yet more slender, and
fragile as leaf, and Of the most spiritual
lied beauty. Her habit was dark. Her
hair was dark as night, its heavy, glossy
tresses confined by golden band which
glittered brightly upon the dark back
ground. They both seemed happy, con-
versing with an intelligence beyond their
years.
The train stopped for moment up the
route. The windows were all raised, and
the children leaning outas if tosee. The lit
tie girl heaved long sigh, and then leaned
back in the seat, exclaiming, 30, mother!
l cannot see any thing" Atear trembled
in her eye, and her voice was so sad and
low that it went to the heart of every pas
senger who heard the beautiful but unfor-
tunate creature. Neither can l see, Bell;
but l know everything is beautiful" said
her brother, as the light winds lifted the
thin locks upon his check. "You're beau
tiful are you not, Bell?"
Just thenafiood ofsunshine gushed from
the white clouds in the west like flash,
and fell full and warm upon the cheek Of
the sad girl, and upon thetears in her eyes.
Quick as thought she put up her hand, and
attempted to grasp the golden pencils that
were playing through ber thick braids up
on her neck and cheek. Eagerly she shut
her hand upon vacancy, and shadow fell
upon her countenance as she failed to touch
the sunshine. "Mother l cannot feel it,
has it fled out of the window?'' '.What
Bcll?" said her brother. "The sunshine,
Marion. 1t touched my check but l can.
not touch that" The mothers eyes swan
with tears, as did those of nearly all in the
car. A blind girl feeling for sunbeam
upon her cheek That beam was radiant
with beauty, yet she could not behold it,
1t CLEANED upon the world, but all was
night TO her. It's silver bursting in the
east. or its golden fading in the west, fol-
lowed as day followed day; but it burst
not upon her vision, nor faded at decline of
day, 1t glowed in the sky; upon forest,
and field, and lake and river; but not in the
blue orbs Of the sightless girl.
Bya singular coincidence, the boy tried
to feel of the breeze that came cool upon
the cheek as the car sped swiftly on. The
breeze swept over the yellow fields, and
meadows and still waters, and coquetted
with the locks of the blind boy; but its foot
steps were unseen by him.
Weinvoluntarily thanked God that we
could look upon the beautiful world hebas
made, and dropped a tear for the hapless
children, who must group their way to the
grave thro' a long night. But the light of
bliss willburst upon them.
Long shall werememher the two blind
children.