Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1859-12-15
Wfittea for DE Fayetteville Observer.
THE Constructive.
By IRENE.

While yet the sun fingered in the
West, as if 10th to bid adieu to the
pleasant scene on which he gazed and
sink to rest, / stood beside the couch
Of Death.
The lingering beams Of golden
light streamed in at an open window.
falling quietly upon the couch On
Which was laid a fair girl, undergoing
exeruciatiug pain. Her race was al
most run, her sands Of life but few;
and soon, oh ! very soon she would be
numbered with the things that we're.
Her eyes CLEANED with unearthly
brightness, her face marble pale,
save a burning glare on her cheek,
contrasted strangely with her dark
brown locks. One pale emaciated
band lay clasped ia that Of her low
ing brothers, while the other rested
upon her Bible from whose sacred
pages she had learned many useful
lessons, as well MS solace in times oil
sorrow and suffering. / would have
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| fed from beholding her final dissolu.
| lion, but | was cold With terror and
bad no power Of motion; could only
look upon that face, beautiful even
when the body was racked With mis-.
cry. Her consciousness remained
unimpaired, and as she looked from
one 10 another, it see med as though
| could read htr ibougbts on her OK.
tpressive face, anc FOUL speaking olbs
fAh Memory was busy painting
rich scenes Of "by-gone hours" as
it we're upon broad canvass. She
brought wildly to her mind, bright
bours-lraught pleasure, forgetting
the dark ones only. Mother, home,
and friends most dear, years Of early
childhood, when joy Gus and free, free
as the wild bird, she joined the sports
Of her many happy play mates, oil
chased the gaudy butterfly from flow
er 10 flower. A mother calm sweet
Gce looks down with tender love
upon her child IA noble father gave
kind advice, and brothers aud sisters
met around The Same Preside. And
at a later day when disease had laid
bis whitening fingers upon her, and
breatbed his poisonous breath in bel
nostrils-and Der mother With "a pa
rents love guarded her fragile form
from exposure. At last the part.
ing hour came, when she hopefully
bid farewell to kind friends, and ma
tive land, to gain the new life denied
her by her bleak northern home
in a distant cline, amongst Southern
flowers and orange groves. But alas
her bright hopes were blasted, fol
Consumption, the destroyer Of SO
many expectations, was too firmly
rooted in her yitals, and as a tender
/ flower, she dropped and faded. She
knew that she would never again be
at home, that spot SO sacred to bright
ess hours and sweetest joys, but that
] she was doomed TO sleep beneath
stranger sod, a foreign sky, far from
the ,ombs Of departed friends. The
cold winds of her Northern nome
would never sing a mournfnl requl.
ON over her silent bed, but gay
lpIumag d birds. the inhabitants OF
the sunny South. would carol their
melodies among honey suck!e bowers.
and cliuging vines. That enc SO fair,
so lovely, mustthus early be called
away, 10 die alone and have only
Strangers to shed the tear Of grief,
IN ust indeed be bard. And a tear
fora moment dimmed her eve as.hese
thoughts crowded her wearied brain,
and sigh was heard from a troubled
heart, bat soon ssmile Of light and
JOY oyerspread her face, and beamed
from her eye, her lips moved, and the
scarcely uttered words, Smother,
Home, Heaven" came to listening,
ears, and her pure spirit winged its
flight 10 regions Of eternal bliss.