The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1861-01-03
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'Romeo, there dead. was husband Ia that Juliet:
And she. thsie dead, that Ro ar = fa a'thful
wife ROMEO AND JULIET.
Her rosy lips how sweet they smiled,
Her jet black eyes how bright they shone,
There never was lower child
And
With Alice departed the sunshine of the
old Homestead and though BRIGHT rays
would break in and dispel the clouds of
gloom settling upon our hearts, shedding q
warm glow around when her sweet voice
from ainr would speak to us in terms Of
endcarmcnt. telling OF er great happiness
IN her foreign home through the long loving
! letters We received y, and over
which We lored with brinning eyes still
the dark clouds woud gather, closing up
the VOID shutting out the sunshine. and
clothing every thing in their own somLrc
hue; as memory recalled that she was no
longer the child We hal taken to our hearts
the hui we had watched unfold its each
leaf teneath the genial rays of our love,
| openng INTO Il bcautcous blossom. with
! "hich wc had crowned u strAuscr's happi-
ness, Nay, We even murmurcd in our
hearts. on receiving the joyiul tidinys that
after s:vln2 birth To Il sweet babe. and lv.
! M Tor hours in a deatl.iikc s,umber, she
! had awakened with the glorious Gift of re-
/ nyw,d sight, that We had not been the first
"2lect to greet her newborn vision But
| 'lme continues his onward course, needless
! "a! -r.rfs tears Of pleasures smiles and so
thc years were on until tie 9Th Of Alicc's
absences arrived during which, when the
ctrth wts robed in " hitc and her rainbow
hurd diamonds glitterei upon her bosom.
| hy gentle mothcr, weary Of her long Jour
/ hr!, lnlI r>tic her heavy burden of cares.
| ana hiiilm- w. all tender farewell. pluny.
/ cd into the dark waters of the river of
death Then during my bereavement,
came message of love from m, child, tel
/ hn@ tn" Welcome news, that she would
come tnuN IN the spring. And when the
/ tender leaves pceped forth, to greet their
smiling prntcc;rcs, Alice returned TO us
with i,tIe lisping immature. that she had
named alter me; sweet prattIer. whose
! -.ceiul shouts of in!antinc lau .htcr were
echoe. back hy the Ivy over-grown wall of
| the old Homestead as with chill !ish curl;
o'lty she pccrcd into It's noohs. and cor
ne's. Alice passed the summer with me :;
a"d a. time lew. the day appointed Tor
| their departed drew near But Alice wis
| destined never to return to Italy. Within
a week of thr day, her husband siclened :;
and despite our careful nursing, and the
best of medical attendance passed from
! earth
We laid him beside my mother; and Al
ice. tarred with mo vet while lon rer.
tending her little darling. aud strewln-
flower. upon the graves of the parted; her
sprIt ycarning for its release \ few
months after God granted her prayer, and
summoned her to heaven. We laid our
! Alice, to slumLer serenly beside the one
! she .oyed"
" But what became Of the little Minnie?"
AS Alicc's last gift she took the place
! in my heart her mother had left vacant;
aud has lived to bless me Tor the care |
( bestowed upon her childhood ~
/ " she spoke, the old lady took off her
-irctac">, and wircl them: aIdin. Us she
/ replaced them,
:" IS She has indeed -
:" But who is she now ?"
! Your mother, my child ~ turned my
I eyes towards my mothers seat, to fnd her
/ chair vacant, and catcl. glimpse of her
+ skirts. ere the door closed behind her. as
she glidca from the room