Arkansas true Democrat., 1862-01-09

pIED-ln this cty, on tile 26th Isc ALrsr youngest daughter of ". and Susan E. Miller. Se child of llr-a promise When She eft our cir es only few days ago nevo looked upcn her ghs young face cond believed thst joy for gone 9n midst; tia. her angel wings uIolng for her retHnle7 journey that our hearts which hal been chevd by her presence sooa bs toieel sl,et sore bereavement and deseIaton Truly hath t been said. 1t fearful thing to love what death touch Our idols mUs be taken, and must kiss the hand that strikes blows that make strings quver with agony unspeakthle. Creve inconsolably bereaYed friends for our you within this year. two little aDaels wEo sll make heal vcn's arches ring with their found melody. h anything toe beantifu too good to give to those iov If truly love Father God shall not say bies when thou gves and also blet take what thou wilt away: Will notthe Judge of all the earth do right: We must Dc avctingly admonished that these mortal objects o our affections are but the dinqs of mercy. make stay upon earth desddie but supportabe Could dear Laddie" with her intelligence and attain msnts ow superior to ours speak to us, would she Weep not my friends what time ye lay
 The moist earth above my ashes,
 Think Wl1t ret awaits my clay,
 And smooth tlie mound with fearless lasIee
 Ga that the tile form within
 Has done 50 Soo8 with pain and gin.
 Think thatwith ils the strife is OCT:
 Liie'- stormy, struggling battle ended,
 Ho.e that my soul hath gained that shore,
 10 which. though wea. my Footsteps tendol.
 Breathe the dear hope above my sod
 Thea leave me to my rest with Gol FEMALE COLLEGIATE INsTTUrs. F. B. ". c. The death o one young and SO lovely is very solemn and very impressive spectacle To beautiful face, unfolding bright visions of coiu sweetness made sudden, y pallil in death, pain stronger, and still parent. Without the pa5e of christianity there no sou The words If Jesus throw pleasing raanee around h, lt,lc t3nt and E a o Him. who # earth, would Nave Nj -5 iti them do We bid all believers to mourn not even a which have hope but to talk comfort in h thought G That country where there h no sorrow nc separation.
 als,anl in this world countless the springs of human sorrow And event will more certainly open the foun . .l .Fa do, 4 A...r child Such sorrow however relieved hy the tlst the httgn that shoue beautifuy in this world How sweat the taongt that God is thus making heaven less stronger land to us and casting its n estc goes by the unhet o our relations he takes there every day more honlelike appearance 1t is pleasant to remember that the last time LATHE sing her fvorite hymu,in which she eryentiy united
 AJ0tEl the throne Of God in heaven,
 Thousands of children stand
 Children wjcse sins all forgiven, .F..-. 4 holy. happy land,
 Singing glory, glory, glory. @. ln this city, on tle 2d pst in the fth year of his age JoIX COLLINS, ot john D. and Kate Adams. The previous proTaccd and painful illness this heroic little sufferer bore with surprising rtitude Unable to lie down many weeks lie sat, night and day, leaning his % inf rllatfl head ron his fI5ef arnls af Ia fshla which his parents an s kept loaded with toys possible alleviate by divsrting his constant bodily pnn and distress UncompaiDngalm without moan or sigh-this manly little fellow seldom spoke. but sometimes startled those about him by the unu s,l maturity of mind pons devotion and nobleness Of
 
 Wordsworth graudly describes:
 .e--Trailing clouds Of glory do we come
 From 0t I, Rh8 Is osr home:
 Hfouet iies dJeu jR infaRcy. One between whom ana little Col there has been an un friendship and happy intercourse, finds nournfu satisfaction thus seeking eaban his fragrant memory In this d.n world of clpuing cares
 We r1rely know till wihlrred eyes
 See white wings esaening mp the skies.
 The Angels with us unawaTes
 And thou hast stolen jewel Death ehaiI light thy dark up like a star;
 4 beacon kidding from aiar
 Tho light of hesv'n to his parents faith.
 Through their tears twill cleam increasingly
 And glitter thro' the thickest glooms, Till the eternal morning
 To light them OCT the Emerald sea
 With their best branch in tenderest leaf
 They've stroWn the their Lord doth come;
 And ready for the harvest home,
 Ills resper bound their rpest sheaf
 Their beautiful bird of light hath fled: Avfilele sat with folded wings
 Sang round them few hoverngs-
 Then st;aightway into glory sped.
 Thro childhools morniuglani, serene,
 lie ran hefooe you, all gay with love
 While with an answering smile above,
 His own good angel moved unseen,
 Pill lfss highway broke bleak aud wild:
 TIen lest his starry garments trail
 in m re heart bleed and conragc fail,
 The angels arms caught up your child. o wecp no more. there vet is balm In tiilead! Love doth ever shed
 Rich healing whereit neStles,-spreal
 Ger desert pillows some green palm.
 Gods grace can heal the hearts that bleed
 The best fruit loads the broken bough;
 And in the wounds deep grieis plough.
 Immortal love sovereign seedl