Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1857-05-07
NOA ~ ~ Nix
TO Flora Tarrar.

| Let me come TO you now, Flora in the slenct
Of the fast waning day and say, that, "Thougi
one by one they're-leaving u.s." trustngly le
us look upward for if we keep orr hearts pure
with an undilnmed eye we may bid farewell tC
earths scenes and soar to that region where the
weary arc at rest.
Though Nellie has left the circle made bright
by her presence and gone forth with only one
friend, to supply the place Of father, mother
brothers and sisters, we know that he is more to
her than all these.
Dear Nellie, may her fond dreams he realized
may the sweet confidence she has reposed in the
idol of her heart never be betrayed may she no.
bly, Eli the place assigned her and in the new
sphere in which she moves ever act the true ,eo-
man.
0fAllen, Oh Flora doth he not look from the
spirit lend upon those who mourn him here and
say, ''Weep not for me-
When clouds are dark and heavy round oui
epath when the tempest lowers and no Bew
OF Promise CLEANS amid the gathering storm
coneth there not on the wings Of the wind q
lEentle soothing influence like mournful music
stealing DER your soul, calming the stormy pas
sions, dispeling the clouds from your brow and
chasing the shadow from your heart: whispers
in your ear, mnrmur, "Peace troubled soul, HI
dOeth all things WELL. Z
Hast never stood by the bed side of the dying
one, and seen the pallid face lit up with joI
Gus SlIlte rs gazing INTO tiaG uEcerfatn Guttt<NA
they murmur, hear music, Heavenly musfe
and with the wan hand clasped in yours, the spin
it wings its upward fight. Then say not that
the golden link of affection is broken, for Il
bloometh beyond the grave with strength and
purity unknown in this tempestous life. If we
could only feel that the charm which is severed
in dying is but The loosening of the soul from its
claycy tenement, an exchange for a fairer form
in which the affections still bloom in never dy.
ing beauty, the would Death be robbed of its an
guish and we could meet the King of Terrors
as calmly as a passing friend.
Our identity cannot be lost upon our entrance
there, for the natural elements Of the mind can
not change; the same pecuiarites that charac
terize the person here must be retained Though
the change is great and we know nothing of the
Future, The Alwise will not change our natures
we shall still love those we have loved before
and our influence will still be felt /; then it be-
hooves us to let our light shine and make bright
the pathway Of cur fellow travellers on the can
Of Eime
Truly, lifes darkest hours come when we FIND
one we have loved and trusted false to the con
tidence we have reposed in them IT'S like blot
ting out the sun from MONDAY and making il
Ozark, so dark we scarcely can see ray of ligh
amid the darkness. Flora are Won sure she was
falsel Do you know that she has wantonly be
trayed your confidence? Are you sure that Sian
der with her venomous tongue has not whisper
ed In your ear tales that made your heart ache
May not eR5g have striven to part true friends
by telling you wrongs, that she hath never done
"True love can ne'er forget" and the halcyoi
days of your school girls love are bright page.
in memory book sully them not with these bit
ter thoughts.
/ unaloyed pleasure let the happy bygone
hours be reviewed. Say rather that Lottie may
have thoughtessly with schoolgirls carelesness
revealed same of those inner thoughts you haC
made known to her, little dreaming how dearly
priced they were by you, how carefully yor
| garnered them from the gaze of curious, pry
ing world. There is no nature so depraved bal
would shrink from having its own secret thought
laid bare to the gaze of others and can they think
TO escape fthey betray their best friendsl Pot
| icy ut least would teach better plan. Those
who have once enjoyed our confidence are dear
/ to us no matter how deeply they NAV have sin
ned, the old ties still bind our hearts Blessed
cords of love are not easily broken, but wher
once severed, who shall re-unite the particles
Then Flora by the memory of old times, by al
your old girlsh love and confidence, 90 to her
tell her what Dame Rumor has told you and i
she has sweryed from the path Of rectitude, Will
gentle kindness, with the Cd love light beamine
in your eyes. win her back 10 truth and honor
But by all you hold dear reproach her not; make
not her name public by-word for if not guilty
how will your words sting the heart, still suffer
/ ing from yogr neglect Or ifindeed crime shal
have stained her soul and "marred its beauty
given" harsh Unkind words would only rous'
/ her anger, thus adding to her weight of guilt
dragging her down down 70 the gulfof dark des
| pair .sSpeak gently TO the erring one; let moi
harsh words mar the good we might do here"
IDA MINOR.
April "a, 1857