Daily national Democrat., 1858-10-29
DAILY DEMOCRAT|
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II Yes, let Her Gomez!


II Yes, let Her Come!
Richard 5. Gray was defaulting Treasur-
er of Mississippi. Having appropriated a
large portion of the funds in his hands, he alb
seconded and went to Canada. While there,
his wife, most estmable lady became a
a prey to consumption, and feeling that She
had but short time to live, entreated her
husband to take her back to Mississippi, that
she might die at her early home and he bur.
led with her mother Accordingly, he ad
dressed memorial to the Mississippi Legis-
lature, acknowledging his fault, stating his
wife's request and Offering, if the Legislature
would pass an act exemptng him from Grim
inal punishment, to refund at once half the
amount he had abstracted and to pay the
balance in certain instalments The follow
ing lines were written upon the refusal of the
Legislature to grant this requst: w. P. W.
Oh yes, let her come to the home of her childhood
Again let her mid the flowers in the Wildwood
In the fair sunny South where her hearts youngest
bliss
Yes, let her come let her come to her hearts FIRST
home,
To the and the joys of her YOUTH let her come
Oh once more let her gaze on the bright lovely sky
Which irst gave its beauty and its light to her eye
Yes, let her come from the north winds cold, snowy
breath,
Which een now breathes within her the spirit of death
Amid the friends of her youth, let her rest
Before her God takes her to the home of the best.
Yes, let her rest nor let us seek to take away
The last lingering light of her lifes closing day
Let her lay herself down the spot of her birth,
BY her mother alongside in the cold damp earth
Why should she suffer and mourn for sins net her
own?
Why should the fault of others her head be thrown
Then once more let her to the dear sacred place
Ere Death from her memory its image deface;
o Eternal Good and Great wheresoe'er she may be,
Te ch her that though she die, her life is hid with
Thee,
And tho her home on earth she meier again may see,
Give her blissful home throughout Eternity
PICTURE OF AN AUruoREss-E Elizabeth Bar
ret Browning is thus graphically described
by a correspondent of the Boston Transcript
lie says Since lIiawatha has appeared. the
long poem which has sold best in this coun-
try, is Aurora Leigh Despite much critical
objection, especially on the part of the con-
servatives in poetieal taste, the vital power
and genuine Inspiration of the work have
made it universally regarded as the emana-
tion of original genius A friend, now in
Florence, gives the following account in re-
cent letter. of visit to the gifted author: |
learned that the BrOwnings had returned,
and were at their old quarters-Casa Guida.'
When | rang the bell | learned, with ex-
treme regret, that Mrs Browning was suffer
ing deep atfliction from the loss of a relative.
Mr. Browning, however, received me; aud
at his suggestion, after the lapse of some
weeks, | renewed the visit. Fancy to your
self an old palace drawing room hung with
faded arms, furnished with black oak carved
furniture, book cases of the same, carved, one
might fancy, by Antony of Trent himself, and
weighed down with ancient looking books,
many of them bound in parchment Cinque
Cento pictures, Giottos, with gold back
grounds, look down from the wulls-and
the whole air of the room is shady, dreamy
and poetic. just as | was about to sit down,
heard a slight rustling and Mr. b. said,
"Here's Mrs -, dear pleasant, simple,
introduction! The long wished.for moment
Hau coiIle, anu sJoou DeIore uhe poet one
is small, slight figure and as she stood by the
side of her well-built husband, looked almost
like another style of being-so spiritual, SO
pale, with her long dark curls, and eyes full,
dark soft, and wonderfully expressive-in
which the genius Of woman is clearly seen.
She talked SO kindly and with such simplici-
ty, that | really loved her; and was aston
ished to find that had been with her an
hour and a half TO my taste, Mrs Brown
ing is extremely lovely in appearance, in the
tones of her voice, and in an inexpressible
gentleness of manner She spoke of her
American friends with much feeling. Her
child is Il beautiful boy of eight summers,
with long golden curls, and his mothers soft
large eyes, so fresh and unused to other boys,
he looked as if he had just dropped down
from the skies"