The prairie news. [volume] (Okolona, Miss.) 1851-1875, 1858-11-18

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The lips may discourse the. language Of
gaiety, the fair brew teen with pleasure
and mirth, yet there may be sigh in the
heart. Beneath the attire of fashionable
life may these words be applied. Be-
meath the vestnre Of evrey garment there
sometimes swells sigh from the heart.
Reader, do you see that man with all bis
fine equipage, as he goes bewing along
to one, and wishing good cheer to an
other! You would not suppose that he
was unhappy; why need dark clouds
arise to darken his horizon He has
everything that heart can wish in the way
of money, but, alb I! dear reader, that
princely mansion he calls his home is no
home for him. No gentle wife stands
waiting to welcome him to his home; no
glad smiles, no romping, joyous children
climb upon his knee, and bid him welcome
home again No; instead of a gentle
wife greeting him at the door, he enters
the parlor, and lady coldly and for
maly greets him. A'lady Of fashion,
She sits reading the last new novel, and
but glances at him as he takes his,accus-
toned seat at the fireside.
He is weary with the cares of the
world; is weary with the coldness and
pretended friendship of earth's fair chill
dren he sees plainly that call is not
gold that glitters." And while sitting
there he wandered back through the dim
vista of years TO the home of his child
hood; he sees again the cracking fire as
it rolls mp the wide mouth chimney he
knows that loving hearts were twined
around his, and he hears again their kind
words as they fall soothingly on his ear.
But, as he contemplates that he has from
poor farmers boy, and sees the cold
heartlings of fashionable life, he sighs,
deeply, thrilingly, and almost uncon-
sciously. He goes to his daily Office and
meets his fashionable friends he wears
smile on his brow; there is Joy beam
ing from his sparkling eye, but down deep
in his heart he covers bis sorrows, so
that none shall see him, only, as the rich
merchant street, the leader of
fashion, and the gay aud witty compan-
ion. But there's many sigh escapes
from his heart though the friends know it
not
Reader, do you see that prima donna,
in all her beauty, as she gathers the rich
boquets that have fallen at her feet ?
DO you hear her charming voice as she
finishes the last stanza, and receives the |
cheers of an assembled multitude who
would imagine, there was sorrow there ?
Who would imagine4o look on her love-
ly face and beauteous form in her heart
Yet the curtain is hardly closed after her
retreating figure, ere sigh, which seems
to rend the very fountain of life, escapes
in an unconscious groan, and she exclaims,
vanity vanity Many persons would
give thousands, and thousand, to be
checred by multitude as she has been,
but ah they little know the life of mis-
cry she leads they little know that be-
meath all this glittering paraphernalia
beats sorrewing heart with many a
ign.
Look at that drunkard, as be reels
ilong the homeward path, and see the au-
hor of many sighs fond, gentle wife
stands waiting the return of him who
fowed to love and cherish her until death,
he final conpueror, had parted them.--
)nce she was happy in that love, but now
t is turned to sorrow. Once she stood
Waiting to hear his gentle footsteps and
lind voice, but how how changed In
tead of kind words and loving smiles his
mile is demons smile, and his kind
words are turned to bitter curses; and
he heart that once was happy knows no
more happiness; the heart that once was
ull of joy now is full of sighs. The
World is full of them; they may be heard
'oming across the lowly wave in dis
nal dirge.
"They're echoed on the evening breeze
They're heard on desert plains; II
In mournfal voices through the trees
We hear them come again.