The Jeffersonian Democrat. [volume] (Chardon, Ohio) 1854-1865, 1862-09-26

"Oh, in that slight affair had forgot.
ten il. There was only tho trho Of one
killed, think"
! And that was Mr.. BIS SON."
MIR. D was leaving tho car in which
We wore riding. Ho was 50 changed that
had not recognized him as the individual IN
whose presonco spoke so lightly about one
killed and three wounded only few weeks
before.
Sad, isn't it :" said tho othor, growing
serious.
Very sad; I'm tod tho mother has not
left her room since tho terrible nows was
communicated. Ho was On only SON."
That is turri5lo," was answered. How
| littl0 do we think OF What is really involved
whon VIZ run our eyes 90 carelcssly, and Of
ten half npaticntly, over these almost daily
announcements OF ono or two killed or
wounded in scout or picket skirmishing
II comes homo to US in Mr.. B--'s case
A few weeks later.
! Did YOU 500 that faco at tho window g
asked friend with whom l was walking.
| had observed tho taco-that of a young
woman. 1t was visible only tor an instant
but 10 that instant it had impressed ME
strongly, it was 50 white, SO full Of sadness
and suffering.
Yes, ssw it."
There has been something moro than
bodily sickness" said the irioud."
"lloart sickness. Pain that defies tho
! leeches skill
| IL always touches mo to 500 = face like
that" remsrkod my compauion. Heart
blight in one SO youns-ah, is sad, sad |
How quickly the tondor leaves fade when
frost drops Oh u spring blossom Its lifc is
al fro, I'm Gail
the icy winds pass over. la later years ~
| have more endurance. Tho heart is stronger
| to bear"
Not long aftcrwarj tho same pale face
aud sad eyes looked out upou me from
carriage, aud their image and expression
remained with me US in picture for many
days.
Il am haunted by that face" said |, as it
glided past mo on tho s:roet, tho eyes rest,
ing on niue for all instant. Was there not
something of robuko in them folt 1t so.
And yot thoy woe to mo tho eyes of a
stranger.
"Uuhoppy one! sorrow has touched you
carly with its blighting liugors." So spoke
with myself as ! walked uu musing. "lIas
love tallod. or the shadow OF death fallen
| over tho threshold of one dearer than ife !:
Ah. is thero not ia tho experience OF one
soul triod in the fire as thou hast been, paii,
enough to make our hearts shiver in the
bare imagnatio, First, tho stunning
shock of u fearful calamity thon tho ava.
kcning to pain as lite begns to stir in the
bruised and broken fibres and orgaus, in tho
quivering norves and lacerated tissues tho
almost equally balanced contest between
life and death aud then .he long period Of
slow rccuporation with its anguish Of aching
| wounds, its hulplossncss. it's dependency,
its darkness. All, what a history is written
10 face like thiuo! pao, suffering strau.
ger How !ittlo of this is imagined by tho
passing crowd =
Noxt | saw that faco in church. 1t was
still pale and sad and boro look of OK.
haustiou, as from long endured pain. But
now thore was i'll it u soft expression-l
touch of resignation blondIng with pious
hope. .... ...
Tho strong has strengthened her, so |
said in my thought. Tho burden was tou
heavy for her own soul, aud sho has laid il
upon Him. IIor refuge is with the Com'
| iorter."
Otton during the service my eyes turned
/ involuntarily, toward the young lady, whl
had awakened in me an interest little short
OF fascination. No moro dovout worshipor
sat under tho preachers administrations.
Sho impressed INC as one who had turned
hopelessly from oarth, and rested all with
| Heaven.
| As | moved down one of tho aislos, aftcr
the benediction had boon pronounced, the
slightly-bowed form OF Mr.. b
my observation. He was alone. My thought
went Instantly to his wifo sorrowng for her
dead son.
"Ths may indeed provo too heavy bur.
den," SO thought. What a fearful weight
to lie upon a mothers hoart"
"What T. l calculated, speaking halt
aloud, us new conviction flashed across
my mind did that arrow strike there also z
Mr.. B--has passed by tho pew door
from which the pale faced young woman
was stepping into the aisle, and IS taking
her hand. did not see his face, but mol
ticed faint, sad smile on her lips. They
passed out together In the ves,ibule they
fingered, and, in answer to a question, heard
Mr.. B say:
Il think she is little more like herself
Come and 500 her won't you ? 1t will do
you both good
Tears spraog to her eyes My own werc
filling.
81 will como" saw her lips culver as
she thus answered, aud then turned almost
hastily away.
Poor Alice T. said voice near me.
doesn't il make you sad to see her ]:
was tho response.
"Sad enough" answered the first spoak,
or.
"They have boen some time engaged and
we're to be married as soon as the war il
over T.
''IIer friends feared awhile for her reason.
"Yes, and then for her life. But she il
steadily rogaining strength of body and
mind. l was glad to see her in church to
day. Sho was always pure and good, auG
God will comfort and sustain her.
"Mr- was in church also"
"Yes. Poor man Ho really looks bro
KEN"
"They say that Edwards mother has
scarcely boon out of her room since the
dreadful news came. oh, have pited hel
! so much"
The speaker passed on, and heard nc
more"
"Only one killed Hardly worth the cos
of telegram
l. seemed as II some rebuking spirit had
thrown these words into my mind. l wal
shocked, aud sensible Of creeping shuddel
along my nerves. Then my mind wal
! crowded with a myriad multiplication OF the
, sorrow and pain that bad followed that one
death. A year of var, with hundreds o
| Al In haklIa aSrau and killino and