New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1856-02-08
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FRcx the beart of waumbek Methna. from tho ,.hs
that never fall,
Falls the saco in the green lop Of Conway's inter.
wales;
There in wild and virgin freshness its waters foam
As when barley Field frst saw them two hundred
years ago.
But veIed in all its seaward course with br;dgs.
dams, and mills,
How changed is Sacos stream, bow lost its freedom
Since travelled Jocelyn, factor Vince, and stately
Chsmpemoon,
Heard on its banks the gray VOLTS howl, the trumpet
ofthe loom
With smoking axle hot with speed, with seeds Of fire
and steam,
Tide-waked To-day leaves Yesterday behind him ike
still, from the hurTyng train of Life fly backward far
and fast,
Fhe milestones Of the fathers, the landmarks Of the
past.
Bat human hearts remain unchanged; the sorrow and
the sin,
The loves and hopes and fears of old are to our own
And, in the tales fathers told, the songs moth
err sung,
Tradition, snowy-bearded, leans on Romance ever
young.
o. sbarp.ined man Of traffic, Saco's banks to-day
o. mh-girl watching late and long the shuttles rest
less play
Let, for tie once, listening cor the working hand
begule,
And lend my old Provincial tale, as suits, tear
smile
The evening gun had sounded from gray Fort Mary's
walls,
through the forest like wild beast roared and plunged
the Sacos falls
And westward on the sea-wind, that damp and gusty
blew,
Over cedas dakening inland the smokes of Spurwink
blew.
On the hearth Of Farmer Garvin bazed the cracking
walnut log;
Blight and left sat dame and goodman and between
them lay the dog.
Head on paws, and tail slow wagging and beside him
on her mat,
Biting drowsy in the freight, winked and pured the
mottled cat.
Twenty years. said Goodman Garvin, speaking
sadly under breath
And his gray head slowly shaking, one who speaks
Of death.
The Goodwife dropped her needles: at is twenty
Since the Indians fell on saco and stole our child away
Then they sank into the silence, for each knew the
others thought,
or great and common sorrow, and words were need
ed not.
Who knocks 2" cried Goodman Garvn. The door
was open thrown;
On two strangers man and woman cloaked and fuTed,
the freight shone.
One with courteous gesture lifted the bear-skin from
his head:
Lives here EIkanah Garvinl 2" " 1 am he the Good
man said.
Sit ye down, and dry and warm we, for the night is
chill with rain"
And the Goodwfe drew the settle, and stirred the fire
amain.
The maid unclasped her eoak-hOOd the freight glist-
ened fair
In her large, moist eyes, and over colt folds of dark
brown hair.
Dame Gnrvin looked upon her; at is Marys self
Dear heart - she cried, "now tell me- has my child
come back TO met"
"Hy name indeed is Mary" said the stranger, sou
bling Wild
own you be to me mother am Mary Garvm's
"sbe sleeps by wooded SmcOe but on her dying day
she bade my father take to her kinsfok far away
And when the priest besOught her to do me no such
she said, May God forgive me- have closed my
heart too long.
"'When hid me from my father and shut out my
,inned against those dear ones and the Father Of
US oil.
"Chrst's love rebukes no home-love, breaks no tie
of kin apart;
Better heresy IL doctrine, than heresy of heart.
"'Tel me not the Church must censure she who wept
the Cross beside,
Never made her own flesh strangers, the claims of
blood denied.
"'And if she who wrOnged her parents, with her child
Earthly daughter, Heavenly Mother thou at Least
wilt not condemn!
$50, upon her death-bed lying, my blessed mother
spake; 5000 q,
As come to do her bldulng, 20 receive "Sioi hci
sake"
God be praised said Goodwife Garvin, He tsketh
and He gives;
Be woundetb, but de healeth; IN her cbha our uaugn
ter lives"
"Amen p the old man answered, as be brushed tear
And kneelng by his hearthstOne, said, with rever-
ence, :" Let US pray"
All ts Oriental symbols, and its Hebrew paraphrase,
Warn with earnest life and feeling rose bis prayer OF
love and praise.
Bat he started at beholding, as be rose from oil his
knee,
TIE stranger cross his forehead with the sgn Of Pa
pistrie.
chanel or a mass-house, that you make the sign Of
Rome? ?"
Yben the young girl knelt beside him, kissed his ren-
bling hand, and ened:
40, forbear to chide my father in that faith my
mother died"
con her wooden GROSS at Siucoe the dewsland sun
shine fall, -,
A thew fall on Spuwinks graveyard; and the dear
God watches all
Che old man stroked the sr head that rested on hs
knee; ,
"Your words, dear child" he whispered, "are Gods
rebuke 70 Inc.