The Opelousas patriot. [volume] (Opelousas, Parish of St. Landry, La.) 1855-1863, 1858-04-17

A.N ". a%Wr ~ II ,.aSfiV lIOiui tnc SUI ftulOlu-
ing pud to the delicate white rose, | fell @f
had received full remuneration for my watch
full and devoted care; and when at morn l
CHILLED the sweet blossoms, gently sprinkled
with dew, or at eve entwined them among the
curls Of some gay pleasure-seeker, or even
plucked from the parent stem to crafty my
own taste and pleasure, oh, how sweetly and
lovely did the spotless flowers then appear
ever to m they are welcome even when well
high droeped and faded, they still had o charm.
for what could be more lovely, more beautiful
Conservatories. with the rarest aud choicest
%exotics, may %entice gay gardens, with the
richest of f1owerets, may attract. but give me
simply the fragrant sweet brier, the pale blush
or pure white rose no matter how secluded
they are, it makes no difference from whatever
they spring, they are still lovely and to be
loved. asa tp
! was sitting at the open window of my
little chamber one bright summer morn all
about me was pleasant and cheerful even the
very air was filled with melody, and DIS the
blue jay and robin red-breast fitted from
bough to bough, from the old elm to the
cedars beside the door, their presence made me
glad, while their note kept time with the mer-
ny group OF children sporting in the yard.
Everything was so4cheerful without, | could
but partnke somewhat of the harmony and
serenity within and. as l sat busily plying my
needle, silent and alone, my mind naturally in
dulged in n pleasant train of thought, in which
happy memories were invoked, and pleasant
dreams OF the future stole over the senses to
cheer and enliven them. perchauce.
! unused long and happily, for bright hope
had lent unto me her light, pleasure had made
brighter, while the angel faith looked down to
clasp the silken band more firmly, impressing
the joys more forcibly but at length the
referie was broken. or at least changed in q
measure, and as | gazed below on my ~fayorite
rose tree, q new thought seemed TO fit DER my
soul, aud l fancied the last rose of summer
night ponder too, if it bnt had mind as man
doth ha We, for methought it had its little life.
its little ta''e of Joy or sorrow, its bright smiles
and tears so sd ard drear and then more
vivid Imagination ssale over me, and | listened
to the sweet, low note OF the lovely rose. Shall
l give it You, dear reader2 ! fancy you say
yes, and my heart readily responds to the APP
D, oval.
" onely and alone | remain upon The paren.
stem M v sisters sweet have all departed some
in carly infancy, ere time was given
them to fulfil their calling +; Others taken when
youth was fair 'efore them. when the future
Looked bright and ray, while a few remained
till age had scattered many OF their fondest
hopes, bending low their snowy locks, then,
perchanee, rndely severed fro. N our band. by
mercenary hand while tl.te lew yet left
lived on in hope of happier fates antt brighter
joys. Now, all my dear companions have
iassed away, and | am only left to MORN
their absence, or begui!e some lonely ~yjsitapt
by my light and delicacy. But why am /
thus left? surely my heart is lonely now, and
| can not lmpart that Joy to friends who gaze
on me- as l could in the days of infancy and
YOUTH when companions, the pure and sweet,
were with me associated my locks are touched
oy the evenings chilly breath and heavy dews
ia'l with increasing weight upon my once
p"oyaht heart. Showers that once did revive
and increase my growth and beauty, now fail
10 cheer my, depressing hours, and the warm
Sush OF sunshine, which was so wont to warm
my chilled form and invigorate my whole life.
now iaiis 100 piercingly upon my heart, and
wen nigh droops my form beneath its melting
rays strangers gaze on me with saddeued
hearts and eAclalm the relics of a lovely rose
friends pass me by with a somber shade Of,
'helf eounie1ances, Wishing for a return Of nv
~ Net'N"'e y hiHeiIy, Wniie those who have
watched my slow unfolding, and later deyelop-
n m brush back the tear, and whisper softly,
The last rose Of SIMMER
ut seems but yesterday that they took from
'ne same lender stalk one of my sweetest com
patlons, the talrest of our race she was NOT
wlthered, old ard faded but in The first dawn
maidenhood' her whole self the very picture
beauty and loneliness but she was not too
to go, but too lovely to remain longer
untouched, attempting.
"Withm the dark, glossy braids of sweet
Minnies hair was she entwined, and With two
or three infant buds, seemed to serve ne .
fastening for the bridal veil, which had so late.
y ,allen over her fair shoulders. | could not
norm so deeply my sweet companions absence
| learned that the beautiful Mipnatta
win her adored, for nothing seemed too
pure toe good for the noble girl. Yes, noble
indeed Tor her life had been as one n~ninter.
Fupted chain OF selfsacriice, ever forsakine
pleasures to drop with sorrowing :
heartfelt tear. In carly infancy she was Isf,