Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1860-06-16

as 1T was borne 20 the young bft0e; ana Deau-
tiful was she in her devoted affections, as she
spoke those words which are ever, like the
spell of the sybi,
"Fraught with good, or frauglt with i'll,
Doomed to heal, or doomed to kin"
Child as / then was, looked upwith mute
rcmorse to the fair face SO full of elogucut
meaning. 1t seemed so strange to see shade
upon the brow of our glad hearted Oralmc,
that it haunted my memory long after it had
passed away, did not then know that deep
feeling is ever serious, whether it be of jov or
sadness; and bridal had always seemed to
my young imagination place for smiles and
sunshine.
So sccmcth it to many a young dreamer,
who hath not read from the darker records of
dire, aught to dim these visions. The bridal
array, the congratuldtion Of friends, the new
home with it's tasteful decorations, dnzzlcd
my young mind us they have dazzlcd many an
older one, and my awakening like theirs was
amid the gloom Amid the gloom, yet not of
my own hearts desolation; the shadow had
fallen heavily over that young bride, for the
heart so trustingly given, had been given to
one unworthy.
here arc rcccsscS in the human heart the
most cherished may never enter there are
records there, the most reckless dare not copy.
We may enter home in the dark hours of sut-
tcrimg. when pain is mcking the form which
lath.laid low; or when worldly wealth hath
departed, we may whisper of better wealth
still left, j. We may standby the stricken ono,
over the CORPSE of carth's best beloved, and
still there moys.our love aad our sympathy
avail but when estrangcmcut has drawn its
dark curtain around the heart, and the spirit
bnt NJ
the blighted flowers that blossomcd there, it is
then the part of love to stand afar of, and
watch and pray for the sufferer whom our gen
tlcst sympathy may not relieve.
Sacred be the veil that hangs ovor the
hearts deepest rcccsses Not for the stranger 3
eyes were the sorrows of that youthful bride.
as the suffering wife, the sorrow hearted moth
cr, the Christian. We may tell how hope
struggled vainIy against every doubt, until re-
ahty brought conviction to an unwilling mind
how love bore ALL aud forgavc all, until
" strong aS DEATH" yet not so strong as duty,
II departed from the unworthy one to seek re-
tugc for it's broken wing whore gcntlencss
gave GLAD welcome.
Again was that form arraycd in snowy
White and again those trcsScs bribcd for
bride. Again came chcrishing friends to
look on hcr young beauty, and again they
saw the light shadow resting over her brow.
They saw it, now without sorrow, for it was
the shadow of the bridegroom smile SO
they gathered the wlritc roses again, but this
time they choose the full blown flower, for
its cmblcm was the more fitting one.
Many were gathered at that bridal, and
they marvcllcd much They saw that the
bridrgroom's face was dark and stern, and
they saw that she smiled not, bat was pale
and still in his cold embrace. Yet her
friends looked calmly on, and they wept not,
nor trcmbed for her happiness, as OF that
first bridal day; for they gave her now to
one that never dccovoth. So they gave her
calmly 10 that stern bridegroom, for they
knew that only with Him could their stricken
love find rest
And not so sad as that first bridal gath.
owing, was this; though tho shadow still
fingered over that lovely face, yet now it
was softcncd by look of holy trust for the
name of her dark bridegroom was Death, and
they knew that she loved him as the messcn-
gcrot God.