The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1862-04-02
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A pair of Blue eyes. long sunny brown
cnrIs, ard lips that would make yoa think
Of ripe cherries, as much as those cheeks
would of roses -,
* gspfmnber .psiir Of dimpled arms and
shoulders, large straw haL wrsalhed
With .aqgers, and = crimson frock, lrimmed
WIN white obrsld,ls pair of red MOROCCO
shoes and and pioptfpresisa17oa 81 biDed4 II
Lremember. a little brown 1cotiage
among the naples where O laughing,
bsbbipg lsttsan meandersd by; and the
birds sang all day longi the steep hill at
the right the, gardsnl with its, wealth OF
'marigolds,, touch me; pots.II and evening
beauties;' the porch festooued With NOR
ming grories;' the graveled path bordered
VITA Ianks leading to the gate;s the old
weH with its iron. bound bucket, and un:
wieldly sweep and moss lined curb; and
martin box, anc the white curtains at the
parler windows. si'iS i'sa 100 t1-'f sfe
II remember the blue skies, and downJ
clouds fecked with crimson, and starry
nights when the moon shone, and winter
nightsswhen the snow lag on the ground
when there was Ginning of bells and peak
of laughter. l remember snatches D
rhyme aud pattering of little feet, land
the noise of playful chattering to dolls
aud the. chime of broken dishes aud Ger
tain performances on Jews-h harps. pta1e -
] remember great deal more than al
this, remember day when toys ant
dolls were gathered up and put away b,
careful hands; when the worn red shoe
and crimson frock, and white pinafor,
were laid away, almost sacredly, in an On
used drawer up stairs, when there was q,
laughter, no ipattering of footsteps; whel
the crib Was showed back against the wall
and the little empty chair was put bacl
in distantscorner. Iremember-tear
and means, and little, calm. dead fac
in coffin. rlhA0E y
Dead! did say dead No, no, tha
cannot be; you are living in my heart; il
my memory darling; living where n
sickness or pain can come,e no death de
stroy In Heaven, thank Godtm' y4nl 9
sdThere is q httle grave, out under til
naples; there are many such little graves
there are very many broken hearts; vel
itissthere is Onsgwho csn heal them.o ;
laThere are many broken cribs, and emp o
tyf chairs, and desolate homes.at Wha
should we do if he had mot said:a sls
Suffer little children to come unto mei
Let me see the little crib, and chai,
and crimson dress. and the red shoes. an,
the white piuafore; dop't hide them away
sStrew The play ythiugs that she loyed
the. bits Of broken china, the jews harp
the dolls, and paper dresses all around /,
may shed tears over them, but they'll no
be bitter ones The prints Of Iittle fin
gers upon the furniture. don't erase them
the marks Of little footsteps here an
there, dOn't efface them; the little ha
with faded flowers twisted around is, lie
Etit hang where. her little hands put it; tbs
won't grleve me now; don't turn up ih
/ dog cared leaves Of her little soiled priu
der; her fingers made them. Pat a plat
At the table where she, used to sit, big
chair at its place-it win seem The NOR
Z as if she wss at play. or running in v
| garden; not as if we had shut her ou
!. not as if she were dead, - IS
i I remember-aye,, and who does Jnt
4 remember? Who is there on the. .wid
earth who has not some sacred memoI
hid away from the pryiog eyes of II
world? some recollection between whic
aud mammon's worshiper 2 yeiIis .forey,
drawuf Who could forget if be would
] aye. who would quite forget if be could