The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1859-09-29
Lottor from noroavod mother,


The following touching letter Is from one
who, within the short space of only a few
moplhs, has been thrice be,ehyed, having laid
IN the grave, suceessiyely, a cherished hus-
band, q beloved and Deiu''ul sister, and at
last the darling "lAmb Of Der lock We
Csays the Boston JournaD need offer no apollo
Ry f1r laying IL before our readers, for the con-
temptation Of grief unlIer lhe circumstances
Of so much iortiiude and resignation, can not
fil to have purifying aud ceyaling effect
on the hearts Of those who read H. Tho 81
bile says "it Is better 10 60 70 the house Of
mourning than to the house Of feastioR,"
Last Wednesday was my thiry,tuird
birthday, Shall ever forPelh3 Imd my
darilHg FSaiky ~ The grave by his dcar fail-
erSsidSr How the waves Of aAliction roll
ossrmer IIe had become the "lamb Of the
lock"-the very one Il now seems We could
least spare, ] doubt not il would have ap-
pcarod Just so II either Of the others had been
taken IN his stead. HE sickness
continued a fortnight, during which be mani
tested almost Christian fouitude. Il excited
the wonder Of all who saw him and renders
his memory douJly blessed, lie retained bis
consciousness until the last, and fixed his
eyes lovingly on ne just as they closed 10
death VIII be not miss his motaor even m
llcaycu' lie was never happy away from
me on earth. held him IN my arms when
be died, when / trust be exchanged my en-
brace for his dear fathers, where pain and
separation are unknown.
Dear --, Heaven scums nearer 10 me
now that ! am the mother Of an angel The
thought sometimes cleyatcs me, and long
10 join the dear departed to meet my treas.
urcs where moth aud rust do not corrupt !
LrliseG A4a4 ie li- e-- '4;;,r-tty eiut7rv,n 20
like life, a. ! was wont TO do, laid him in his
.ue flannel lined coffin, with my own hands,
kissed, again and again, that pure white
brow, bis checks, his lips, his hair, those soN
dimpled arms aud hands, Oh. he was vcr,
beautiful IN life, more beautiful in death.
How wish you could have seen him in hi
heavenly loycliucss There was such a purc,
heavenly expression on his c6untenance. /
have not his miniature, but AM sure every
liucament il indclibly fixed on my memory.
We had quiet funeral at the house. Dear
friends sympathiLed with Us in our grief and
We laid him in the cold grave "No," a. Pol
ly Zone Of Dickens churuc,cr,) says, "lhc
,rarm ground, where the ugly little seeds
spring into beautiful flowers"
George and Lizzie mourn for their little
brother as children do-ut times ychrmcutly
and then are happy as ever. They loved
him, and will always remember him. Il
sometimes seems as if his influence was
around them for good. They were more
aacciionatc and eonsiderato toward me and
kind to each other lie may still, by his
spirit, be the "Angel of the household Thi,
event is a severe one 10 me, but am more
rcconc.lcd TO il than ever have been at his
fathers death. ! sometimes think that this
may hc the necessary means To bring my
heart into submission to the Divine win.
But wil leave my sad rcpinings, begging
Your pardon for iuiruding my gricls upon
You. knew YOU would PITY me, and ind
great consolation in sympathy. In love,