Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1856-01-17
LITTLE KITTIE rs GONE!


ness of every kind brings upon us at certain
seasons-cheered by hopes of anxious friends,
Or discouraged by the machination of opponents
the mind seeks change in sweet memories
of the past and in none is there greater re.
lief than in that of some loved one, who was
intimately interviewer with the modicum of
earthly happiness that is allowed us in this
world. On such occasions there is calm and
soothing sorrow, which for a time supplants the
business occupation of the mind, and contribu-
tcs, by changing the current of thought, to re.
lievc the WEAKNESS of spirit which weighs
down and oppresses one. 1t is a blessed feel
ing, and one to be cultivated, as it smooths the
asperities of life's contentious and chickering's,
and contrasts pleasurably with the nothingness
of allowing evil passions to influence U.S. Such
thoughts occur when we find such sublimely
touching expressions as appear in the notice by
the editor of the Ausical Gazette, of New
York, of the death of little girl of FIVE years
old. In announcing her death, he uses the
following Language:
Kittie is gone. Where? To Heaven. An
angel came and took her away. She was a
lovely child-gentle as little lamb the pet
of the whole family the youngest of them
ALL But she could not stay with us any lon.
ger. She had an angel sister in Heaven who
was waiting for her. The angel sister was with
US only few months, but she had been in
Heaven many years, and she must have loved
Kittie, for every body loved her. The lowell,
est flowers are often soonest plucked Ifa lit
tie voice sweeter and more musical than others
was heard, knew Kittie was near If my
study y-door was opened so gently and silly that
no sound could be heard, I knew Kittie was
coming. If after an hours quiet play, a little
shadow passed ME, and the door opened and
shut as no one else could open and shut it, $50
as not to disturb papa I knew Kittie was
going. When, in the midst of my composing
1 heard gentle voice saying; "Papa, may I
stay with you little while 1 will be very
STILL" I did not need to look off my work, to
assure me that it was my little lamb. You
stayed with me too long, Kittie dear, to leave
me so suddenly; and you are too still now.
You became my little assistant-my home
angel-my youngest and sweet singing bird,
and miss the little voice that I have so often
heard in the adjoining room, catching up and
echoing little snatches G melody as they were
being composed. I miss those soft and sweet
kisses. Imiss the little hand that was always
first to be placed upon my forehead, to 'drive
away the pain" I miss the sound of those
little feet upon the stairs. I miss the little
knock at my bedroom door in the morning, and
the triple goodnight kiss in the evening. I
miss the sweet smiles from the sunniest of ia
ces. l miss-oh! how | miss-the foremost
in the little group who came out to meet me at
the gate for the first kiss. do not stoop so
low now, Kittie, to give that first kiss. miss
youat the table, and at family worship. I miss
your voice in ri want to be an angel" for no.
body could sing it like you. Imiss you in my
rides and walks. I miss you in the garden.
miss you everywhere but will try not to
miss you in Heaven. ''Papa, if we are good,
will an angel truly come and take us to Heaven
when we die9" When the question was ask
ed, how little did 1 think the angel was so
near But he did truly come, and the sweet
flower is transplanted to more genial cline.
81 do wish papa would come home" Wait
little while, Kittie, and papa will come. The
journey is not long. He will soon be "home."