The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1857-03-14
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B,nNs, in the SlSt year % her age.
On the 9th in the 9Th District, WILLIAA
JACKSON, aged 30 years.
On Wednesday Inst. at her residence il
Elkton MISS ELIZABETH HoLLlNGswoRrH
aged 10 years.
Died on the 18th Nov. at the residence o
his father Robert Evans Esq. near Magno!i'
Harrison County, Iowa, Mn. Robert ALEX
AMBER EVANS. formerly of this county.
A Tribute to the Memory
Of Eva EnIELIA HAlsEs, only child o
Dr.. E. W. and s. f. Haines, who died q
Neuark. DEL. Tuesday. Jan. 10th, 1857
aged years, month and 10 days.
BY REV. JAMES TLANNERY.
vision of beauty once blessed our sight,
As sweet to our view rs an angel Of light,
In the form ofour Eva fair;
Her love-lit eyes OF clear bright blue
Brought down from the sky their azure hue,
And the silken, the light brown hair,
Which adorned her belutoous infant brow,
And hung in curs on her neck Of snow;
Seemed like graccs rcposing there.
We hal. ed her appearance. with joy and love,
As the pledge of His goodness who reigns above
That child Of our faith and prayer.
There was joy in our home by day and night.
While blessed with the presence Of Eva, bright,
Throughout all the circ'ing yaar;
We watched while her form in beauty grew,
Unfolding ch,rms that were ever new,
And VIZ held her still more dear
As we s,w the d,wning of her mind,
And found her loving. gentle, kind,
To us and to all appear.
IIor voice wa. music, her motion grace
An angels beauty was in her fscc,
And she seemed an angel here.
We cherished her with fcndest love-
A sweet. beauteous IN eek eyed dove,
That made our home her nest;
And yet. that loved one searred to know
She would not larry long below.
That this was not her rest
The song that pigrnsk sing at night
Who leave again at morning light,
Were str ms that chs loved best;
Was she not hearing angels say
Come. infant spirit come away,
Come dwell among the blcst.'
20 como sweet one to that fair land,
Where the air is clear. and pure and bland,
Where noontidc splendor rcigns;
Who're f,ircr trees, and fruits, AMI hewers
Than ever grew in Eden bowers,
Are spread 'cr hills and plains;
Where be,ut-ous birds OF varied song
Are glily warbling all day long,
In richest. sweetest strains;
There where with Sharon Fadelcss Rose,
The Lily of the Valley grows.
Your happy home remains
There. where the first born sons of light,
With all the ransomrd hosts. unite
In the Rcdecmer's praise.
Your infant voice shall grace the song,
That rolls, in melody, along,
In loudest. sweetest lays;
The song of Moses and the Lamb
Eternity's exhaustless Psalm
Which oil His grace displays,
Shall be your theme, in resins ab"vo,
And you shall sing Redeoming Love,
Through everlasting days.
That angel song caught hor young ear,
She felt she was pilgrim here,
That this was not her home;
That Just for one bright summer day,
Along the pilgrims weary way
Her little feet would roam;
And when on that days dowy eve,
The angels called her, babe her Cave,
She cried II come como"
A Fathers tears could not dctan-
mothers prayers wero all in vain
They laid her in the Tomb.
What gloom and dcsolation rest
Upon the home so lately blest
With Eva, blitho and gay.
Her sofa, crib, and little chair.
Her clothes and play-things all arc thero
But Eva is away
The only lips they ever heard
Call "pappoo. IT Mamma sweetest word
That little lips can say;
Those lips with heaven in n kiss,
And which to kiss, was perfect bliss,
Are Wondering in the clay!
But, Hark hear her voice of love
Come sounding from the realms above
What is It, Eva, dear?
"Pappoo !" Mammal may not come,
To bless you, in your earthly home,
Bat will you join me here:
And then throughout eternity.
From sorrow, sim and signing, free,
For none here sheds tear,
The Righteous God, in all his ways,
Both in his Providence and Grace,
Will Wise and Good appear.
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