The mountain Democrat., 1863-06-27
our 0oRR1sP1ED0DRJrs-
Joys and GrieHs.
"Thus fade deceitful hnpes--
Immortal are our woes;
The spring ui jny sOun dies

"Thus fade deceitfnl hnpes-
Immortal are our woes;
The spring Ui j"y sOnn dies
GrieTs stream forever flows"
Every heart. however l0wlv and obscure, has
some romance; and every life, hOwever pOnr
and mean, has s6Ine OUe incident in its history
which changes all its current, and often makes
the ocean at eternity more near. What eHrIh-
Quakes and sunshine are t0 the macTOcOsm,
these are to the mcrncOsm; sudden aud
frHught with dungeT, filling the atmosphere
Nth warmth and perfume, Or tearing all the
tender chords with which the nature has been
strung, and making most diScOrdant tones,
where naughi but harmOnies, complete and
pure bpture were heard. They cnme in differ
eni shapes. s"metimes thrilling the soul with
jnN, aud like the iair haired Spring. whose eV
ery step paints vIoleis and DAISIES upon the
snit, green carpet Ui ihe eaTlb, IOeT SNed n
gladBrES OD ITS path, and place bTSYtt ha0,
IN c"lurS delicate as ClaudeS, about the com
lug time Again thev shock the inner self,
and, throwing open all its long locked cham
berS, I'LL Ihein with lava-like sorrow, but to
preserve the secrets therein housed and make
Hercnlanrum Of the heart. The only differ
ence is. one is an illusion, the other d fact
Jnvs only spIing from soil wherein these dear
d~G.ttS have just been snWn. Like .hnwerS
thev come Ia HS aud lnger but to bless our
senses with their beauty. then fade aud leave
iia tn regret Their SW' etneSS could not last.
The vinleI's purple b,rrd NAV throb more
quickly meath the zelhyr's tOnch the rose
more deeply blV-A> v hen by the sdnShue kissed;
but in this touch and kiss they ind their hane
for being gone their sad discnured leaves fall
10 earth aud mingle with the clay which TO
them gave existence.
Not =" short lived are grefs There is M
falsehnnd IN their SnnIbrp looks but stern and
real, still they come and with their heavy hands
MAKE havoc with the dearest things we know.
They lraVe their impress deep and InriidCeabie
upun both heart aud mind, wIiukling, wilher.
ing, snmrIlmes breaking one aud pnSunIng
tue other forever Ia aughI that IN the guiSe Ut
pleasure comes. There is no mask will hide
these snrnws from the soul. for like it they
are immortal, and in themselves cunlain all
elements. Heavy as the globe they weigh up
on. they weigh upon tue spirit, not To crush
apparently. but To test the capacity il has To
suffer. and giving birth 10 only tears, like to
he oceans inam-Iipped waves, they kiss the
boundaries uf being "n each and every side
These are the facts, the dread realities Of hte,
the tevers uf tle soul, that nothing save amt
hilaii"n can ever cure. NJ medicine tor these,
no sleep Pr"ducingp"tinn.n odel ghtlul drau Sht
iu ease the spirits pam bv closing its exist
ence. Nlu2ht buy 10 suffer and despair, for
hoN ever much The Hi-ek.eved Faith NAV speak
uf happiness 10 De-. back tn the past sad hours
the soul will look aud Judge the 'urure bv ths
we which they have known. VAN. then, il
all romance. and worse than Useless all the
pleasures li- can bring. JOYS are tor the
gods :" "Grieis tor mUrlals."
GERTRUDE.