The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1857-03-19

greet our welcome ear, with strains as sweet ana
new and from its icy hand released, the pebbly
brook, leaps bounding on, along its flower fringed
bank, joyous and free.
All swift indeed the year rolls round. The secs
ons in quick SUGGESTIONS, speed their rapid flight
Yet would we stay their course Is not the fu-
ture, ever brigh, aud beautiful, beckoning US on
ward, TO taste the pleasures of the promised joys
to trust its brightnug hopes
And are we not from the buried disappoint
ments OF the past the unsatisying desires and re-
ates of the present, ever looking forward to high
er attachments, to more alluring prospects, along
its brightly .umned pathway where the buds of
hope seem to bloom and cluster more thickly, and
to yield a more sweet and delightful fragrance,--
even though they prove alike vain anil delusive ?
In tracing the record of the year that has pass
ed brief and Aeeting as it has appeared, how
many warm and loving hearts whn hailed It's hap
py greetings with high aspirations, and noble re-
solves for the future. confidently looking to the
accomplishment of many fayorite plan contem-
plated in its onward course with Aattering antici
pations of success have they attained sank
cold and pulseless within deaths fearful grasp.
How many homes happy and joyous at its dawn,
have been .de lone and desoate; the iairsst buts
of opening promise bightedi the sweetest aow'-
rets crushed and the light that beamed with
such radiant brightness biotred out forever.
From the lips of many trusting one the cup OF
happiness has been rudely dashed aside and that OF
unmingled sorrow drained to its very dregs The
dark and insatiate grave has closed the beau.
tuus forms Of loves cherished idols and tears of
bitter anguish fallen, from eyes unused to weep
ing.
From amid the clustering group Of dear remem-
bered ones, NOW gathered to their final resting place
| will briefly recall one, whose memory by friend.
ship cherished, will long remain enshrined upon its
sacred altar.
Beloved, and worthy Of being so young, ami
able and accompshe |. possessing mind OF supe-
rior order and OF high intellectual cultivation q
heart warm and devoted gushing forth with ten.
derness and affection towards the home OF his
youth, aud its thousand endearnents from which
he WAS forced to bear himself away to seek q
more congenial cline hoping amid the fragrant
groves Of orange blossoms in the far sunny south to
retard the progress of that slow but sure disease
which like the canker's poisonous fight, steals
wary upon its victim with its corroding and with.
ering touch,--
But alas vain alike the warmth and brightness
Of its sunny skies the beauty and fragrance of its
Towering groves the sweet music of its delight
full songsters and the skill and kindness of SYM
pathizing friends Soon the sad tidngs home are
swiftly borne and the fon mother has.s with tire
less speed ; to 10 Ik upon his face ouce more and
bear him hack 10 die amid the tears Of those he
loved.
But ere she reachei him, stranger hanli hal
snoothed his paid brow, anl pile upon his p ilse
less bre ist the heavy so laid him low, wrap
ped in his drean.es slum5ers.
A few brief weeks, al mil moIrnful group
Of sorrowing friends the loved and lost is weeping
borne, au1 in q sweet All sacrel spot, near his
own childhood'S hon9 the last sal tribute of af
factions paid, AMI till the & ,a resurrection morn
in silence there, he'll peaceful rest.
He has gone to the grave fresh in fes early morn
While its prospects beamed raiian, AMI bngnI;
While the sweet flowers of hope round his pathway
, thrown
Unlimned By thu shadows Of Deaths gloomy night
a But, alas all have perished and faded AVA,
: And the hopes so long cnerishei are bligh ed sn'
crushed ~
And the joys shat dawaed with such bri 81 min,
With the form of that lovel one. have crumbled Il
dust.
He has gone to the grave, far far from his home
Amid Stranger foo steps they laid him to sleep;
D. No loved one was near, with kind friendships sSee
h To cheer the lone hours, or in sympathy weep,
10 But parental affection in fondness hath borne
;, From that far distant land DER the oceans dar
The form once so loved to his own childhoois hom