Dallas herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1849-1873, 1859-08-10
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fourteenth rear n her ags, NANCY JANE daaEh-
tsr IN J0mn and fhAEcrs Sass
That fatal and unrelsniing inaady which aimed ".
deadly shaft II this young aui tender victim proved
oo obstinate aud rapid 10 yield 70 the skill shi rs.
search Of her vlglAhi and experienced physician II
vas bat about ten days In determining ts course
and accomplishing the mortal mission
fts llos, .la., souli %. ;. saysai
And Tins ths lovely dover deeaysl
During the brief and siealthy course Of her lurking
and ihsidi0us disease, every restorative that medical
ingenuity could devise was brought In display to her
Bu, none that voand soai sassor carr
Death claimed heT a. Ia 'ictim sure
Her every sigh desire and look, watched with
an parental care and nOught that patience, faith
and love could dictate 10 relatives aud friends, was
neglected or i0rgotten,-
An aged mothers tears and prayer
sisters shTieks q Wild DESPAIR
Could no. the monster night
hTolhsrs silent pllsOus sob,
Here keep her spirit bright
She's gone, and gone forever too, from all the
painful scenes Of time to join that youthful thrOng
above, where all is one eternal spring,
And blooming youth forever now,
Wnl sit enlhTOned upon her brON,
And deek that lovely cheek, with one unehanging
fadeless hue Yes, Jennie. tor by this endearing
earth's dark clouds-no more to linger here below,
or drink of sorrows bitter cup Her gentle spirit
slumbers now upon her sayior's breast
Her playmates too, are angels brlghi,
Who sport and hask In fields q light
Though wo may mourn our loss, and grieve our
hearts with sad reflections and lonely thoughts OF her
early departure, yet should we ever remember, that
our temporal sacrifice here, has contributed TO her
eternal happiness, great glory aud gain. And, oh;
what consolation aud solaoe should our afflicted ana
wounded hearts derive from the volume oil Inspirations
in the words Of our blessed Redeomer, when ne sal'
"SuAer little children 10 come unto me, Tor OF sueh
Ia ,he kinglom OF Heaven" What n sweet anu COM
fortinr thought! Yes, truly, was Jennie an amaole
and Interesting child being endowed with superior
cast of mind, which rendered her 80 attractive and
lovely to all those with whom II was her desire TO as
sociac Her fondncss for dischargng all the domes-
tic duties (which pertain more properly to the sphere
of womanhood) was surely striking characteristic
40 rarely DISPLAYED In yonng, that II made her
the pecular object Of pleasure and admiration but,
alas she's now no more. No more to join the merry
song, and gambol DER prairie green, with gleeiul
schoolmates at her side to share her smiles and JOY
Or Gull the fragrant flowers Of May,
With which 90 weave q crown 20 gay,
To deck her matches brow
And Jennie, too lies cold and dead
In yonder graveyard now
Her happy spirit quit its mortal tenement OF clay
as calmly and quietly as the fragrance leaves the
primrose dying Or us lauhlS HSiit VI ""y
and darkness wraps the world in gloom, passed her
ransomed spirit home, and crossed dark JOrdans tur-
bid wave. She retained in full possession, every fac
ulty of her mind to the latest breath. And, just
moment previous to her farewell gaze, she called dis
tincy to one Of hor aectionate brothers, who quick
ly obeyed her trembling voice, and stood beside her
fearful couch. As soon as she beheld him, smile
was seen upon her pallid lip, that soon played Ger
her features fair, as though she had foretaste then
of her home beyond the glittering spheres She cx-
tended her arms--casped her brother. and held him
in one long and sweet embrace, and oil was over
| Yes father, she has gone from tieei
! 20 moi her smile cheer
| No those features thou canst see
! Whilst doomed to lnger here.
| But, thou again shalt see her where
| The cheek doth bloom
| Enwreatlled In eweled crowns SO fair
| Beyond these scenes Of gloom
And, mother, cease thy walins cry
| For thy child Is blest:
| A beauteous angel in the sky
l The home Of endless rest.
| That sister too, may weep no moreJ
| Though lonely be her heart:
| Press on and strive to gain that shore,
| Where sisters meier can part.
Dallas, Texas, July 3lst, 1852 H. 49,