Houma Ceres. [volume] (Houma, Parish of Terrebonne, La.) 1855-18??, 1855-10-25
"-to the sick shows rosy health
And riches 10 .i,eapOor-o

| led him to believe that his child would re-
cover. and again would visit him in his
cell, and I'll his ear with an instructive
melody as from better land.
| His hope, however, proved deceptive,
and at last the sad news came that his lit
Elections then were we will leave
TO the ina gnia;ion Of our readers. Shut
out from the world, and all but dead to every
civil right. he had been deprived of the
privilege of smoothing the pillow On which
his daughter rested her dying head. and of
catching a last, fond glance from her
tu,stiul eye ere it closed forever on the
things of time and sense. In the father
the felon was forgotten, and the ties Of ma
ture were asserted by dkep, conyuIsive
agony ofgrief.
Al now that the prisoner seemed to
wish was an opportunity of seeing the
body Of his child before it was conveyed
away forever to its narrow dwelling.
BIT this, the stern jai!or could not permit
.hiess the corpse were itself brought to
prison, that it might there be seen.
As he could see it 10 other way, the pr,
soner begged that it might thus be brought,
and SO it was-the dead on visit to the
living
To the .iailor's room the mother and
few kind friend. accompanied the little in
nocent, on whom the seal of the skeleton
archer had been affixed, and there awaited
the entrance Of the condemned ielon-the
husband and the father.
It was solemn, fearful meeting-,ha;
mseting of the living and the dead.
The strong, stout man entered. with a
load Of gives upon his limbs, and double
load Of guilt and grief upon his heart; and
the sound Of his morning, and the sharp
clank of his manacles, as his convuIsed
frame shook mingled in strange dissonance
Of sound.
There, too, stood the mother, like Ra-
chel! refusing to be comforted. But her
grief was divided between her child that
s'was not" and her husband that sras.
And there were some OF the little play.
mates of her who had ceased to be; and
the kind friends above referred to, and the /
stern tailor. None were unmoyed. Ma
,ure asserted herself by the trickling
pearls OF sympathy. But on the face &C
the corpse smile still rested. There
was 30 grief there. Sorrow and signing
from it had passed away; and the glories |
of the spirit land had opened to its angel
eyes in uncrea!ed light.
The father stopped down and appeared
to listen for the music of that voice which /
SO late seemed sweeter to his ear than
the song Of birds. and he arose, rs if a still
small echo had stirred among the sendriIs
of his heart. Who shall say that there
was not a silent, yet persuasive eioquence
in those pale, cold lips, which warned a
parent to lay hold Of the anchor Of eternal
hepr.t
After time, the coffin lid was closed,
and all but the father and the TAILOR star
ted on their fearful mission to cons;gn the
little sleeper TO its ear:hy rest-"ashes to
ashes ans! dust to dust"
The felon father returned in sorrow to
his cell; and the mother, to her lowly DOM
icil, where, by the hearth, there was va
cast place. Both, in their dreams, are
visited at times by celestial presence
which they call their child,
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Two Laws For LADIES'. Before
you bow to a lady in the street, permit her
to decide whether YOU NAV do so or not. nv