Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1856-07-23

forth as audible as ever. The wedding was
a brilliant one in all respects. 1t was fol-
up by party after party, sothat nearly
a month rolled away before the giddy round
was over. The onlyone who didnot appear
to mingle fully in the general feeling, was
the mother of the bride. She loved her
daughter so tenderly hat it seemed impos
sible for her to consign her to other hands
She was one of those women who devoted
themselves wholly to their children, and
who have no world without them. On the
night of the wedding, a tear would occa-
s%ionally roll down her cheek as she gazed
upon her chaste child, and as a tide of ma
ternal recollections melted all her soul!
x x Z x x X
The world rolled on. We frequently
saw the young bride in the streets and her
cousin-who was our immediate neighbor
spoke Of her prospects as cheering and
happy. But one evening, just after un-
down, and less than a year since we had
seen each other at the wedding, he called,
and, with rather a grave aspect, invited u US
the night of the bridal. We proceeded a.
long calmly, for although somewhat struck
by the sedate aspect of our friend, it did
not excite much surprise. On arriving,
the first objects that attracted attention
were the closed and craped windows, and
the awful silence that seemed to "breathe
and sadden all around" Our friend still
re Trained from speaking, but led on to the
Chamber ofDeath! Our worst apprehen-
slons were realized. The fair young crea-
ture, who less than.a year before had stood
beforeus, radiant with loneliness and hope,
was now still, pale, and cold in the icy
embrace OF death. The sweet, soft smile,
that told OF a gentle heart, still fingered on
her features. Her infant survived-but
the sudden decease of that cherished one
shed a gloom over that home and it's hap
Ply household, which is not yet totally dis
PEELED. The windows of the dwelling are
still bowed, and the afflicted mother, al
though a sincere Christian, and anxious to
yield in a Christian spirit to the DEGREES Of
hin r r. - oaG - ~ -
vulsed with grief at the memory of her
dear CLARA.
And Such are human hopes and erpec
t%ationS!
Costly Bird. Rev. John E. Edwards
of Richmond, now in Geneva, Switzer
; land, visited a ~jeweller in that city, .ano
says:
"He set out on his counter a box, noun.
ted with massive gold, on the top of which
there was a large enamelled tulip, appa
rently just bursting into full bloom. Ii,
touched a little spring, and suddenly tn
flower expanded into full bloom. FL
touched another spring, and suddenly tn
flower expanded into full blossom, an
right in the heart of it there sprang up
. sweeelittle bird, of golden plumage, whic
began to hutter it's tiny wings, and sing
as [ have thought nothing but a real bir
Of flesh and bones, could do so cheerful
so bird like-opening its little beak {
= ffAe Have WEE coa 5nd y 5ae eIrt : : imaaaa.aae- ii 500
OF this box Vas only one thousand do
lars.
Is CURIOUS EPIGRAM.-A miser name
Of Sunday, who was resident somewher
is or other in Scotland, being weary {
his life. nade a will, in which he le
q G1OO for the best epigram to be wri
u ten on his death, and afterwards ham,
~ ed himself. An honest cobbler, VII
20 was given to frequenting a beer-hous
Is and had spent his last penny therea
heard of this bequest, and bethougl
n himself that he might raise a fund wher
ly with to furnish himself with further c
pious draughts, if he only were suces
e full. The adjudicators decided that h
epigram was the best. It was as fe
~ lows & quote from memory):
"Blessed be the Sabbath,
ne And cursed be worlds pelf;
gs Monday maun begin the week,
re For Sundays hanged hisself."