The River Falls journal. (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1857-1861, 1861-02-13
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From Morris and Willis Home journal
POEM FOR TIE TIMES.

Every subscriber OF the Home Jour
knows that we have never entered j
any political discussions, nor taken /
in any of the agitating topics Of the d
and we do not intend to do so now;
the following original and beautiful In
from the pen of Mrs. Emeline S. Sm
one Of the most gifted of our lady c
tributors-which bears upon these thin
we trust will not be considered 'treaso
ble' by any party Ponder it w
reader, for it is full Of truth &
meaning
THE SISTERS.-AN ALLEGORI.
"My daughters, said dying man,
"My daughters, young and fair.
we've grown in every loveliness,
And well repaid my care:
But you must lose this guidance now
List, then, my latest prayer.
Oh live as We have always lived,
In unity and love:
Be to each other kind and true,
And gentle as the dove;
Thus shall my spirit bless We still,
From its far home above
The good man died as he had lived
With soul serenely grand
And left, to sorrow Ger his loss.
That fair, bright household band
That loveliest sistcrhood u at e'cr
Graccd any age or land.
Awhile they lived in union sweet;
Awhile thy kept unstained
Tha; golden heritage of love
Which from tl.e.r sire they gained
Awhile, in all their happy hearts,
rvo~t p~.-s- a,.d Concord re'isned.
How beautiful those sisters were.
Linked by su.h holy ties
Men came from far and near, to view
Their charms with wondering eyes /;
And star-crownod angels, snllin~, kept
Watch DER ,the;u in the skis.
AS years went by-alas alas!
That such thing should be
A change came DER that happy band,
A change most sad to sec
Sad as the blight that Ecen's bowers
Received at Heavens decree
1t was a little thing, at first,
That wrought the grievous i'll
A little thing-it always is,
For hearts are mysteries still,
And 'trifcs light as air can oft
Their Utmost pulses thrill.
Why do you wear your former fringe
Upon your garment yet
Twas thus an elder sister spoke,
AS she younger met
i hate the fashion; change it, pray,
For one Inat nave SET
d wore it in my fathers time
The younger maid replied,
And all that he approved is still
NV pleasure and my pride;
Yet had your boon besn kindly asked.
Yourplan / NIGH have tried
From such small beginning. mark
How dark and wild a close !
One angry word engendered more,
Till scorpion broods arose
And those fond sisters-fond as fair
Became like deadly foes
Vow Hatred lights his baleful torch
At every flashing eye;
Now bitter words, from lip to lip,
Like poisoned arrows fly;
And. in this warfare, heaven-born peace
And loving kindness die.
One sister taketh part with that,
Another Joins with this /;
Their looks are like the lightnings stroke,
Their voice like serpent's hiss;
Till all, by swift degrees, have fallen
From their pure state of bliss.
All ne'el was sadder vision seen
Beneath the suns glad light;
The households of the whole wide earth
Look on it with alright;
And plying angels veil their eyes
To shut it out from sight.
Oh, pray ye men most wise and good
AS neer We prayed before,
That Heaven. TO this misguided band
May harmony restore,
| And link their he;uts in love again,
AS they were linked ofyore
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The flow
OF life-tim is graduated scale.
And deeper than the vanities OF power,