Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1857-11-26

murmuriug, mysterious voices, their mon
umental stone the deep, dark waters, which
closed over their lone burial till that "com-
ing MORN" when the ''sea shall give up its
dead"
But over the soft azure eyes of the cher
ub child memory now calls to mind, the
snowy waxen lids are closed forever and on
her fair brow, and bright golden curls. the
dust of the grave hath rested many year.
Sweetly she sleeps, while the angels untir-
ingly watch over her beautiful CLAY, in a
half shady nook of quiet village church
yard. There they made her "Fttle green
grave" where ever and anon the amber sun
light smiles lovingly among the clustering
roses, fragrant jassamines, and white lilies;
where Spring buds bloom first. and Sum.
NOR flowers linger longest, where floating
on the soft May zephyrs, over Southern
seas, birds from orange groves come to
carol their mathis and low vespers; half hid
mid the evergreens. is snowy urn, that
marks the lovely spot where the fair form
of little Mary rests; but her pure young
spirit is unfolding its bright beauties, with
the flowers that bloom amid the amaranth-
inc bowers Of Heaven.
Here is another record Of the past, stamp
ed with the loving Impress of warm, af-
fectionate maternal heart Thrice fairy
Spring has decked the green earth with its
precious treasures of buds and flowers,
since she went to stand among the glori-
fed ones. upon the purple chill of light, !"
to chant with the celestial choir the sweet
of redeeming love.
Over this snowy page a youthful face
once bent, now lying, cold and white. un-
der the cypress trees dark, cool shadows,
that with its black ominous seal, tells how
long since she passed through Heavens
golden gates, to dwell beneath blue and
smiling skies. and to wander with her sis
ter spirit, among green, flowery wales,
where crystal fountains cast their silvery
Jets, like a sacred baptismal over the gar
dens of Paradise.
These feeble trembling characters. how
vividly they remind me of the pale, serene
and venerable form Of my
revered grandmother. For more than
four score years, she trod lfe's thorny path
till her sparkling eyes lost their bright
ness, and her raven tresses were strewed
with the snowy blossoms Of age; till. one
by one, the siken ties that joined her heart
10 earth, were severed; when "llke shock
Of corn fully ripened," Gods angels gath
cred her into the Heavenly Garner,
Stranger erhands laid the frail casket be-
meath the green valley ysods of the West.
far away from her childhood's s home, and
from the green grave of him to whom she
had plighted her young hearts affections,
The loved one with whom she had walked
through the sunny lanes and flower-strewn
pathways ofyouth; with whom she had oft
into the bright dream land of fan
~, where, seen through the gray mists of
line, the future looked all rose e-colored and
'adiant with fairy visions; her youthful
leart's dearest treasure, over whose open
omb. long ago. she heard the sad. solemn
Urge, I" Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. but
up the starry heights of glory. white -robed
'e-aphs bore the precious jewel, the per-
shing casket once enshrined, to glitter
with ineffable splendor. imperaled in the di-
.,lem of the Savior.
But many letter, as | re e-peruse it, calls
up pleasing "reminiscences of by gone days,
with emotions of sadness. For
hey are the outpeurings of true. faithful
hearts, which still live and love on, through
he changing scenes of earth. Some tell
If new homes and hearthstones, wreathed
about with the mutual love of youthful
hearts; others of worshipers at the golden
shrine of learning, seeking to Gull amid the
classic bowers of knowledge, :he laurel
wreath of Fame to twine around their
7oung brows.
And, though widely divergent our cour-
les, our life barques are still tossing upon
he same tempestuous sea. and may the
Unseen hand of love. guide each and all
nto the one bright port of eternal rest,
hat blessed haven upon whose green
hores the Angel of Death never wanders,
where the flowers never fade, nor loved
mes pass away. where dark clouds never
linn the the sapphire sky. but where the