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aid not recognize spy Of the frieods srosnd
hef bed The last night Of her sickness 1
vas 90 weary With constant watching, that
my Kind mother insisted on my retiring.
telling me, - the accustomed good nigh,
kiss vas given, that Mests was q ueA better
.nd would be much better in the morning
was very, very weary, aud soon ths angel
OF sleep closed my acheiug eyes; bat 40
TO What sn awakening Would TO Heaven
L bad never opened them on earth again
ip my fevered dreams Mesta vas ever by
my hde. The fever hash had lof. fer hrus,
aud she was well again; aud | was y,ry
happy, new she was With me agaib-happy,
after such night OF terror. VI hSs 4 aSefe
the glad sun was shining in at my window.
and vas quite high in the slorious blue
sky. Startled BY The lateues. Of the hour
sprsng from my bed aud hurried on my
clothes. Oh how impatient was | TO see
my Meeta. 10 the ball met my mother
In answer to my inquiries, she told me ,hs,
hseta was much better Then taxing nv
hand, she said
Come, my child, let us go and see our
darling
Oh, bow my heart bounded with deligA,
should hear from her lips tha, Was Tor
given. As We entered the room I noticed
that Meeta's portrait, the mirror, the little
tanle where her toys and books lay, also the
litils statustis on the mantle, were draped
IN white
A sudden fAintness settled upon me but
ny mother, nerVously grasPipg my hand,
leu ~e 70 the death bed Of my sister. She
LOOK on the white linen sheet that covered
The cold form Of our dead darling, then weep
ing isit the room-lsft me alone With the 81.
lent dead. could not weep the fount Of
tears was dried BY this sudden aud awful
grief
There sbs lay, beiutiful even in DEATH
those beautiful eyes were closed forever, the
long, silken lsshes sweeping the marble like
cheeks those pale lips would never smile
on me again. never more would tuins
those auburn eurls that clustered around the
damp, pale brow The pretty head had re.
posed 10 confidence on my throbbing breast
for the last time. In the white hands that
lay 90 peacefully on the cold still heart, and
III the heavy ringlets, were heavy moss rose
buds Beautiful emblems The bud that
vas crushed and broken is now blooming.
lovely and fresh iu the gardens Of paradise
-trarsplanted 20 = better soil, where blight
comes Dot Methought as stood gazing a,
the lifelsss remains ofthe loved oue Who vas
now An angel in heaven, that the blue ewes
opened, the white lips parted, and looking
mOurnfally at me, she said
Dear Elmie, you will love me; Wont youlr
looked again, but they were closed
My brain rseled, the warm red blood eush.
ed in torrents from my postrils, and with
enc deep gTosn sank heavily on the floor.
When returned to eoneiousness. Mind
friends we're standing around my bed with
pale anxious faces. My fret inquiry was for
Meets They told me that the grass va,
already green over her grave They told me
had been sick for many weeks, but was
now slowly recovering. As soon as was a.
bic to walk, visited her little grave Tbs
moss rose blossoms aud dies there Ala,,
6tembIsm Of our dead hope, Worlds would
i have given, had j them to giTe-ays, |
would have given my own life for one word
ere those lips we're sealed in dsath-A word
that was forgiven. But 'tis al in vain
Perhaps the reader may have little sis
ter, whose presence Is light TO your homes
whose very footsteps Is watched With care.
and whose child like love may cling fondly
TO you. II so, nurture the bud ,Eith care.
aud never, oh never blight il by the rude
storm Of pEssioB DO not cheek the plsy.
fol mirth With q frovD or \ harsh word
aud remember that few short hours may
forever blast your hopes, and Death claim
It's victim but zoo soon
Since that time, other buds have blossom.
cd In the garden Of our saectiobs-otbsr lIt.
tie sisters are mine 70 love bat never can
time effect the image Of little Meeta in my
menory There sue still lives, and never
will my conscience cease whispering the,s
last Sofds ot the departed --'F;imic,
please forgive ns zoe wiil love me, Won
you sister - Safurdav Errniar AIqY