Oroville daily Butte record., 1857-06-09
MenOry's Pictures.
BY MARY NORRIS RIRKE.

The services ended, the conerega.
ton disperse, but by some strange ac-
cident the tall youth is walking "eslde
the g,rl IN white, very Silent they are,
but when they separate at the gate OF
an old fashioned farm house, he il
holding II rose bud tremblinty purloin'
ed from the belt of the white dress
The scene changer. The mus sud-
denly becomes ia mt, low, mutfied, like
the hushed beating of an ag"nlzed
heart; you see bridal party, and in
the bride recognize the alto singer of
the village church. She IS pale, very
pale, and her lips quiver as she family
pronounces the words which are to
bird her forever to that cold, elegant
man at her side. Standing at little
istance rs young man, with folded
arms and compressed lips, not looking
at the bride, apparently not Listening
to the marriage service, but every
word is falling with leaden weight up
on his soul, yet he calmly offers his
congratulations and none can see the
bleeding lhcerated heart, thanks. none
can see it! Now, for the frs time,
and too late, comes the conviction tnat
the love, so long coveted is his. lie
reads it in ihe anched cheek, and in
the gli>tening eye of her who is now
the wife of another. Now. too late. he
sees the fatal misuRdersta nding which
has forever separatedtwo loving hearts.
Too ate, too la e!
This picture is more vivid than any
other, and though long years have
elapsed since it was first stamped upon
Your mind, the colors are still as fresh
and distinctive as ever. But while
YOU Sigh, the sc ne again changes.
You hear ords of farewell. A faith
er's hand is resting in blessing on the
head of loved sou IL mothers voice
is trembllngly breathing prayer for
her dazzling boy. A moment his arms
are around her neck, and tears, manly
tears, Of which he rs not ashamed, are
falling upon her forehead. A mute
pressure of the hand, one last lingering
kiss, and he is gone A quick, firm
step on brings h m to great gate
leading from the ward to the public
road, here he paues m 'ment, casts
'astv glance at the dear old place.
brushes away tar, and then turns his
back upon his boyhood's home.
Now comes IL long moving p norama.
You se4 a large company of t avelers
startin. off on journey. Bright hope
and glad anticipations are be ming
from every face as the tram moves
along, the long continued cheers, and
shouts of of for California y tell lts
destination. Ov'r valley, mountan
and plan you folio" the comoany;
you wn,ch the gradual f ding of Joy
and hope from familiar faces, as tney
pass through scenes Of hardships, pri-
vations and danger; you see the
strongest falling beneath hunger and
disease, and mark many lon ls grave
in the wilderness. The red glare of
the camp fire reveals pictures Of misery
and wretch dncss, and often are the
weary, lnng,ng eyes OF the pilgrims
turned back towards the homes n'w 80
far away NV hope reigns, aud
bright dreams of wealth and happiness
take the place of mur ur'ng ana des-
.,r, for the eag gri, wisb-d Tor El Do
RADIO i, now in view; at last, though
wi h numbers fearfully lrsseoed' the
sun burnt, weather-beaten company
reach the golden land
You remember bow many years nave
elap.ed since then, and how few ot
,ba, band have realized their bright
antic.pAtious. S''ne indeed, have re-
tnrn,d 70 their hom lad with the
,,I;ttor,ng fruits of their toll but ma
7v have found a grave where they
,:y,Led ~ fbr we lth. For yours H. you
have r.lnquished your g Id dreams.
You have learned to love this beau
,;f,l land these wild 'unts, this rude
cabin. these grand mountains, and lof-
- trees are dearer to your heart than
al the world beside. Here you have
the coupanionship of Nature In all her
olorious perfec ions, and free from the
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