Eaton Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1843-1856, 1856-02-07
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4 coRxELIA N. BOWLING.

"Mamm1 mlnmo, do speak TO me-" and
the little white arms were thrown convul-
sively abouYth form so still and moiIonleSs
and the !nsea eyes gazed in frightened wonder
upon the faae that lay ppon the pillow.
But the lbs upon which The chid's were
pressed so Earnestly, were cold and white,
and for thef6fst time refused 10 return the
pressure; aW The hands hathadso often been
placedupo her brow, or passed through her
hair caressikgly, were folded upon the bosom;
for tile hea was stiff, and the voice was 81
lents ST. fe esi.l liaianetl iu-saip- -Les.a-Ein-
II, &c bps that were chilied,ior-'
ever. sN
Poor little Grace How could she know
that death had stolen from her the sunshine
of her life That the mother, upon whose
breast she had neSAed-who had listened pa
tiently 10 all her child's grief, who had guard
ed her so cafefully from the slightest breath Of
sorrow. had pressed her darling TO her bosom
for the last lime, and had passed away from
earth leaving her Observation-Disclosures
less.
Aye motherless, little Grace-moiberless !!
Pass thy hands softly over the white brow,
and the sunken cheek; smooth once again the
| brown hair that hos so often dropped above
thine own; nestle closer to the breast upon
which thy velvet cheek had been so often pill
| lowed; for 90 the morrow they will bear her
| from thee; and thou will steal softly into thy
mothers room, but the pillow upon which
her head is now resting will be vacant; and
the form which thou orl clarping--cold, life.
less, it is trae, bat still thy mother's- will Je
missing-gone.
Ave tWine thy dmped hands about her
| neck and sob upon her bosom; for The time
| may come when thou wilt yainly yearn to resi-
! thy head upon motbers breast and weep.
Poor little Grace God help thee
ait is lale, Grace you may 60 10 youl
roon," said q tall, stern looking man, enter,
ing The apartment and approaching the bet
upon which bis child lay.
The little one, with a Startled air, looked
! quickly up into her fathers face, shivering a.
she met the glance he cast upon her; for il wa
filled with agony, stern and cold as it was
then, with lingering look al the white face
u2on The paow, The child slid down from tht
, bed and glided softly from the apartment.
ii Hour after hour rolled away, and still tina
proud man stood BY the bedside ofhs wife,
Memory carried back 10 The time when she, il
e the fresh loyeliness Of her girIhood, had Sloot
by his side OIL the altar, and listened 10 hi
\ vow "to love ndcherish her Til death shoult
part them.r Death had parted them now
and how hBc that vow been fulfilled Oh
= how btleKy the recollection came thIongini
n back upon him, OF The coldnesS, the neglect
with wi,jah.1e bad repaid The love of The gen
y lie heart Ntay beiUre lltm so cold anG still
e How could she, with her wild wealth OF ten
S lerness, have found sympathy AMI hapPineS
a in the mpf0lGlship Of nature so proud, s.
cold and SlanI
Poor liltle Grace she had little left, now
that her mojher was gone.
Weeks r9led on, aud the summer flower
began to wSve their pretty heads above th
grave in ht old church yard; and day afte
day, Grace Cumming all companionship, woul
} glide away tlong the pathway which her ow
little feet hid worn, and sitting down anon
b The long ghss she would count The violet
and the wog.5iBes that had bIossomed sine
the day belde, and wonder if there were an
flowers in Aeaven, "lor," she would whiSpe
= 10 herself, sbGlly, "mamma loved flowers"
And nighta(Ier night she would si by tn
:, window of Der little room, in her white nigh
u dress, look ibg like a spirit in the pale moon
igbt land Watched the stars and remembere
c how often s S- had stood by the side of lie
moher and kazed up OF Them, while the voic
:, that was slltnt now, had told her that eco
II had nadethtm." All she must watch thei
alone now.
+, Poor liult Grace!
u Still time rolled on, and each night tht
;" little face thbt looked out OF the window woul
u be shade boIer and timer than on the nigl
before. Al3l the tiny veins began 10 eros
y themselves Upon the temples, and The eyes
y grow larger bnd brighter as though from look
u ing at the sbrS s. much, they had grown lik
them.
And the nutumn came; and the fowe
drooped and began TO die; and one little hu
&c e man blossom began also to wither And bye
= Iand-bye the winter flung its snow white mar
- lie over the earlh, and The flowers were deaf
= Yet still ihelstaIs were shining.
e But the tidy form in lis white ro oe was mi
!" sing from the window, and upon little heat
stone in the old church. yard, single wor
had been engIaved--"GRACE."
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