The Buchanan County guardian. (Independence, Buchanan County, Iowa) 1858-1864, 1862-07-29
From the jamestown IN. Y Journal.
A Touching Scene.

4 Touching scene.
We witnessed an interesting sight in
the Jewelry Store of our friend Fuller,
not great while ago. A gentleman
from the country had brought his wife
in to try the effect Of a double concave
lens, or cataract glass" on her eyes.
Five years before a great cataract had
dropped an impenetrable curtain before
the windows of her SOUL" and she had
been shut from the light of day so long.
An operation had lately been performed
on her eyes, but only with partial sue
cess she could only see we'll enough to
tell the difference between darkness and
light. With the application of the strong
refraclng lenses new power was given to
the organs and it was pleasant to see the
expression Of delight that lit up the beau
tiful face of the lady-for she had one Of
the most dignified, benlgnant faces we
ever saw. Her natural calmness seemed
almost lost in her joy. Her husband
participated in her feelings. By her side
sto, d her boy, a manly little fellow OF
nine years, on whose face was copied the
nobility and beauty of his mother. To
him her eyes first turned when the lens
opened new light to her mind. Those
GREAT beautiful blue orbs during those
five long years of darkness had failed to
give her the knowledge Of her darling
child that 10 a mother must be most pre-
cious. Oh, the intense expression that
was on that mothers face as she applied
the instrument to her eyes to look at the
boy. AS she looked, a golden flash Of
light stole across the sweet face, the glor
ious illumination OF intelligence revealing
to undying affection the long desired
sight of dear face. Yes, she exclaim-
ed joyfully, yes | can.see him, l can
see him. Her hands wandered caress-
ingly over the features, as it no doubt
had done many times in those five dreary
years. She was comparing in her own
heart the descriptions the different SEN
SIS were giving her. Why, how large
he is-and how tall she exclaimed.
Bless her poor heart, she had seen him
last prattling boy Of four years, sitting
on her lap. Now she saw him reaching
up tojer shoulders. { How soon boy
grows out of his mothers reach She
had seen him last soft limbed depend
ent, trusting child now his limbs were
full and round, his muscles already hard
ening to maturity, his tace ruddY with
health and his eye full of courage and
ambition.
The boy was jubilant and animated
Ike his mother. He pulled of his cap
and cried, see, if you can, my hair
mother? Yes, can see it, my boy.
What volumes of emotion in those tones.
They tried to show her this thing OF
that in the store, to test the state Of hel
vision. Bestowing one glance on those
objects, the heart Of the mother turned
her eyes again to the boy. 1t seemed as
if she never would relinqush the sight
her heart was drinking large and refresl..
ing draughts.
We have seen lost friends meet in
tempest Of emotion, but never such a re
union as this. Hearing, and the font
touch, had told her that the darling wa
maturing, but, alas !! she had not been al
lowed to see the unfolding Of the bud, tn
breaking of the glorious light Of intelli
gence and reason, the tracing Of all God
like faculties on the young face. Sh,
had known only the small part Of the di
vinity of Human intelligence that tn
weak medium of speech can convey
low little, how unsatisfactory, how poor
All, we thought as we left that place
who can tell the unulterable riches of
mothers love