The weekly Panola star. [volume] (Panola, Miss.) 1857-1881, 1858-03-10
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M leurf fama lfHe wife IT. IH
hlihAnl Wb fmHi w hmtams
muull, aiiu hf laal htuebn hH
leaves W hft.lflas talnme whifh
shewai tHf fsni u rafHslHg the
leliGf vhfh vas literally dim uth
tear mhili, Va eflllaa long hefHs
hnf husband vsf aeafa Tat lhe
grasp ~ fatal disease bal fasieneI /
upon lho lu,dy iurm af he wife,
Who dicd al che eafly age Of nlbe.
lueh
"whon lhs sla'l reach taar eye
drar umryo, some las vhen tan a.
turning over ihu relies Of the past
! shall have p'ssel away futr,ef.
and the cold, white stone vii be-
keeping Ne lonely watch over the
lips yon have 80 often pressed, aud
the sod will be- fiuving green that
shall hide lutever from your sight
lho dust ol one whn has afttn
nestled close tt your warm heart
lm many long and aleepless nights,
When oil besides ~, thoughts we're
at rest, have wfcsilcd with the
consciousness ~ approaching leath,
until M last !, hss formed itself
upon my mind and although to you.
TO others II nigh, nov wcm but the
nervous imagining Of girl, yet.
dear George, Il Is sol Many weary
hours have passed in the enieayor
to reconcile myself 10 leaving Won,
whom ! love ~ wcll. anil this bfirh,
world II sunshine and beauty anil
hard indeed !, Is IN struggle on
silently and alonc with the sure con
,ic,ion tina, | am abou, to leave al
forever and 90 down into the dark
valley! "lu, ! know In whom |
have believed" and leaning on his
srm, II fear no evil" DO not
blame me for keeping even al this
from yOn. How could sahicc,
YOU, Of oil C,her.. 10 such sorrow a.
] feel At parting, when time will
soon make ], apparent TO yoa1---
] could have wished to live n only
TO be ai your side when your time
shall come, and rillosing your head
upon my breast, wipe the death
damps from your brow. and usher
Your departing spiri, iu,o i,s Makers
presence, cmbalmci IN woman's
holics, prayer. but Il IL no, 10 BE-
and submit. Yours is the ptiyi.
legc Of watching. through long and
ircary nights. Tor the spirits final
flight, and Of transferring my sinh.
ins heal FROM your breast 10 nv
siviour's bosom Aud You shah
share my las, thought. and the la.,
faint pressure u the hand. the las,
feeble Kiss shall be yours. snl cycn
whcn acsh sndhcsrt shall have failed
me, my eyes shall res, on youn until
glazed bv death aud our spirit.
shall hold enc las, communion until
gently fading from ny sicw-,Ac
Las, of csr,h--you shsll mingle With
the FRS, hrigh, slimpscs Of she nm.
fading gloncs Of the better world.
where par,ings stc untnown. Well
do kncv the spot, my dear Gccrge,
vherc you will lay me; often ve
stood by N, place, and as vc watch.
cd the mello~ sunset as !, glanced
in quivefing flashes through the
leaves, and hurhishe,l the grassy
mcunds mcsud Ms With stripes If
burui.hed geld, zach perhaps hes
though, ,hs, some dsy one cf q.
would come alone, and which ever /,
nigh, he, your hamc would le on
the stone. Ilui We loved the spot,
and know ycu ~ill lore. ], none the
lcss vhrn YOU see the same quiet
sun-lieh, linser asi play among the
grass 'ha, grows over your Mary's
grave. know you ~ill. there,
and my sp'ns will be With you then,
| aeJ el,.on~ .-n,. IL. A.~s.