The River Falls journal. (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1857-1861, 1859-09-21

So We all lived there, and Herbert toll
ed to win fame and wealth for Mays
sweet sake. And oh they loved each
other SO. How happy, how happy we
were! And when there was new life
among us, | pressed May Falconer's first
boru to my heart with holy, happy teals.
] had made them happy-they loved me.
[ had not lived in vain, and Mays baby
should live to bless and love me too; and
May-she was very proud of our petand
sang to it, and caressed it, till the dimplas
deepened in the faces ofmother and child,
and under the roof of Raynor Terrace, n
living poem was wrought, whose burden
and refrain was love and happiness.
And little Allan was to Herbert Fal-
coner what May had been to me-a little
child led him, and in Raynor we had one
blessed hope for another, as well as one
perfect joy in this world.
But this could not last; we woke from
our long dream of earthly Hiss, and May
Falconcr learned the meaning of agony,
wild. and deep, and bitter. 1t was near
ly noon of fine summer day, beautiful IS
early June days are even in the city,whcn
there came a call for me. Herbert's part
ner stood at the door.
"Miss Raynor, said he, ODE very calm;
they have killed Herbert Faconer as he
interfcred to prevent a brutal assault; you
can best break it to his wife; they are
bringing him here; God pity us alp
and he went away.
| stood one second at the foot of the
stairs-my hand pressed tight upon my
heart-and listened. All was very calm
up stairs; the eanaries sang gaily, and
more gaily and more sweetly May sang to
little Allan, and the burden Of her song
rang out this way
"Before the shadow falls from the tree,
Northward out eff the northern sea,
Papa viii come,
Papa will come,
Papall come home to baby and me-
l could hear the little ones baby laugh,
and leaned faint against the stairs how
could [ bear itl Coming" aye, hewas
coming, to bring into Raynor Terrace
what he never before had done-sorrow
and woe. waited, but not long; they
came, opened the door, and they laid
him on the hall sofa. Then, ere | could
60 to her, heard Mays cheering voice
ring out, ellie still, sweet, till mamma sees
what the noise is" and humming still us
she crossed tho entry, Il could hear her.
"Papa will come-hell como home to
baby and me-" she reached the stairs. Oh
| cannot write it, how the light went out
from my darling's hazel eyes, and for
many days after Herbert had been laid to
rest, she lay in unconscious delirium.--
But "there was light at eventide," and
May came back to herself only to die
"Bnt, oh dearest MOTHER" she would say
to me, show coed, how good God has
been to me, to let me join my own Her
bert. If He wished me, | would try to
live, but, oh He sees that little Allan will
be better with you; leave him to you
tell him his mother left this word for him
seldom is perfect happiness permitted
here-then only as a beam from Heaven
but there, seeing clearly in the pres
ence of the Infinite we shall be infinitely
blessed"
May died, and over her grave is writer
only, "May Falconer, in her nineteenth
summer, passed through deaths portals te
the land of perfect peace
Allan is almost grown now; he is good
and noble, and | hope the world will b.
better for his life. l am an old woman
now. Raynor Terrace is out of fashion
but live here alone, waiting. And thi:
morning ! have written this down; it il
not much; but Allan may live to read it
when Raynor Terrace is bis own, and hi,
fair children are coming up to manhood
and womanhood.
/ seem to see all the past this morning
the Joy, the love, che wrecks, and the is
lands of bliss, but over them all arises, Il
my spirit vision, the face that brough
sunshine into my desolate heart, ant
which, still more glorious, shall smile up
on me, from the pearly portals Of the lane
of rest, the loving, maidenly face Of May
! Falconer.
A YOUNG man who had spent a little o
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