The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1856-07-12
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The Mothers Star.

Ollgnly outj Hnu DeauLlIul' Oh, very Deau-
tiful they looked, gemming the azure curtain
of the far-otf skies but they gave no warmth
to the shivering little form, gazing with tear
dimmed eyes far up into their shining depths.
Nay, she was no child of poverty. thrust forth
into the chilly air of wintry night, by the
strong arm of the remorseless spectre which
walks ever in our midst, unheeded and sits
though perhaps all unrecognized, at many a
fair feast of life,-tcunt, grim want -!
From the dark bands of her shining hair.
from snowy neck and dimpled arms cleaned
forth the costly light of gems, and rich and
elegant was the robe which encircled her tiny
form but as the bright-winged aagels leaned
upon their golden harps, and looked down
upon the shadowy earth, they saw naught
more beautiful than the pearly drops which
glistened upon the pale cheek of that sweet,
lone child.
Brilliant lights flashed out from pa, lor and
hall # the splendid mansion Of Irwin Har-
wood. Merrily the warm fire leaped and crack
led up from many polished CRATE, air
WAS laden with the incense of rare exotics,
and the floors trembled meath the light tread
of the joyous dancers. The tables in the
great dining hall were spread with the choicest
delicacies and most luxurious yands, and when
the folding doors were at length thrown open,
the proud forms of Mr.. Harwood and a lady,
richly dressed and graceful, leaning tenderly
upon his arm, passed. adown the spacious
rooms, and seated themselves at the head of
that sumptuous board How beautiful she
looked, that bride of an hour How kind,
how devoted the happy husband
Aone and unheeded the little one still knelr
beside the marble tomb her white hands
clasped--her dark eyes gazing pleadingly up
on star, shining brightly far away in the
blue heaven; while the low voice of prayer
rose quivelingly with the sobs which shook
her tiny form.
A trembling hand drew aside the trailing
branches Of ever-green-an anxious face
peered through the thick foliage, and looked
u on the kneeling child
"Nettie darling Nettie p
With cry of joy, Nettie sprang to her
fathers embrace, wound her fair arms around
his neck, and hid her tear-wet cheek in his
bosom. Then looking up, shower of the
hearts kindly dew fell upon her upturned
brow, willie the breast on which she lay
heaved with deep emotion.
dearest father, chide me not ! Indeed,
could othelp coming here tonight You know
sS eet mother was sick n long, long time,
and she used to talk to me very often about
God and the angels-anl one beautiful nig ht,
when the stars come out brightly, Just as they
are row, she told me that the blessed angels
would soon bear her away to heaven, and
would have no one to love me but you. Then
she bade me look up yonder radiant
star, and said
"' That star, little Nettie, never sets, but
shines on, ever bright, ever pure and though
clouds and stolms may sometimes shut it out
LlOlu hIShb SItIl lIs CIceIIg SuS - uuIIHlllSd,
unquenched, and when the storm is o'er-past,
shines forth with renewed lustre. So with
mothers lore. And ever, my child, when
am gone, as you look upon its brightness, be-
lieve that l smile ou-gou from its Pearly gates.
Sorrow and cankering care may be your life's
portion, but be ever true TO yourself and me :;
and when your heart is o'erbur6ened with
loneliness or grief go forth into tn holy
presence of the night-look up at yon spark
ling gem, and think of all have told YOU
'She neye er s. W it more, yet l know it night
ly keeps watch above her here, for in the
morning, bright tears, like clls,ering pearls,
glisten upon every leaf and bough. Ny heart
was sad tonight, when they told me your
gentle wife was my mother. So came olt to
see if the star of the sainted one had lef. its
bright home above-if she no longer smiled
on me from its pure depths. And then, my
father, prayed that it would watch over me
ever and that my ne,O mother would love
me as fondly as She"
Tenderly, very tenderly, the father folded
his child to his throbbing boson-pressed
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