Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1856-01-16
Unmbsr 90.
LADIES DEPARTMENT..
Written for the Spirit of the Age.
Autobiography Of a Wild Rose.
ny EsTELLE.

| lrst blossome1 on a sunny knoll, where
fair sisters stood around in delicate beauty
and daises and blue eyed violets peeped out
from beneath the long g~rass-they tossed
their heads merrily and fairly danced in glee,
as the southern wind whispered all day long,
his tale Of lovo into their listening ears in
low sweet like the dying cadence
OF some faint cad melody. The green leafy
bougts rustled pleasantly above our heads
we bathed our faces in tho sparkling stream
as il hurried on singing a babbling lullaby,
and we were happy 10 our fairy home. The
wild birds warbled their hymns Of praise in
clear silvery chimes, and in the quiet night,
when tho goi Of day had withdrawn his
beams and they we're hushed to rest. then
the bright stars came forth and looked down
on Us with their own beautiful smiles the
night winds came sweeping on healing our
parched petals with their soothing kisses, and
wo caught the tears Of the sad and silent
night and held thcm lovingly on our bosoms
where they sheEe like tho purest pearls,
wnen the sun arose and flooded hill and dale
with his rosy light. By and by there came
& maiden among as with light step and merry
gushing laughter-at first we gazed spell
bound apon Hcv lovely features aud Thought
her an angel from heaven, she was so beau
tifull Her voice was sweeter than the sigh
ing Of the evening zephyr, and smiles ever
dwelt Epen her cONHteEance like the sun.
.wa& on the ripping streaml Every eve
tied impatiently; we scattered fragrant
lyer her pathway and greeted her com
w. p cloud &C Incense; and she too
svvnfb9 to love az, fJr here and there sho
would pick a violet or n butter-cup, or press
her rosy face down close to ours. One da,
there came n noble youth with her-his form
was talland erect his brow broad and higI
and his dark flashing eyes were lit up wit
hope and love as he gazsd down on tn
sylph.like being Mt his side. lie poured ou
his sosl in love for her, and while he spok
ina low musical voice her face was radiar
with joy. One eve they fingered late, ii
the stars winked their bright eyes knowing
ut us and the light faded from hill and val
At length he stopped down and plucked u
from my bed Of pale green moss and twine
me in her golden ringles. | cast a farewe
gaze ut my companions rs the lovers depa
tod. We entered the little wicket ga
where they bade q loving goodnight and Il
maiden tripped lightly into the cottage. 81
pressed mo to her ruby lips, then smilir
placed me carefully in n vase Of fresh waite
The next eve the old walls were decked I
with wreaths Of woodbine and honeysuckl
They placed me in n garland with some Of II
sisters from the dell and laid it gently on h
brow. Then came the holy man of God al
they pronounced the sacred vows that unit
them forever. She looked too pure for ear
standing there in her spotless robes of viii
her azure eyes beaming with love and jC
while tho noble being at her side, Sazedpro
ly down on his beloved. l sighed not for
woodland home, never dreaming of sorro
But alas j have not done! Ere anotl
eve had faded into the mystic past, n wall
anguish went out from the hearts of tn
that loved her! The angelmaiden lay dro
ing, dying, like her bridal wreath! In V
her husband bent in heart-rending agC
over his beauteous bride! thesummer zeph
gently lifted the silken curls from her
brow, and scattered pale rose leaves the
but in vain her spirit had fled from en-
to its purer'h home above, and all was still
They laid her on sable bier, and spri
led flowers on her pillow, and once mo
lay carelessly amid her shining hair.
sunbeam, seemed to love it too, for as
lay all cold and still, it stole in through
TngyA UIhTedr ner- @rpre SHE -T6v6d to 70
and / now lie whitening, failing, trampled
the earth-a sad memento of the past