The Jeffersonian Democrat. [volume] (Chardon, Ohio) 1854-1865, 1865-09-01
Willie Lincoln.

Culiu uane tOat VIII ever be Bwoetly
linked with the undying memory of our
martyred President. For, together they
went out In life, from their quiet and peace.
ful homes 10 Illinois to the lofty halls of the
Presidential Mansion, and together they
came back, with silent lips and folded hands,
| sleeping peacefully in death; the mission of
| each accomplished, the work of life all
done. The little boy and the great states.
man! There is something beautiful in the
! thought OF the sweet mission Wille's death
may have accomplished; how far.reaching
in its influence, who shall tell. His life oil
JOY and gladness faded out in troublous
times, and the shadow of q great sorrow
was added to that heart, already burdened
with the weight of q periled nations care.
1t seems to me that, as his spiri. went up.
ward, the door of heaven was left ajar 10
the spiritual eye of Abraham Lincoln, and
that often, amid his weariness and toll, be
caught glimpses of the glory to be revealed
and above the jar and tumult of earth's dis.
cordant passions, came often-to soothe bis
troubled spirit--a sound Of the heavenly
harmony, in which was mingled tho voice of
his departed child. And that noble heart,
always lender and generous, grew more and
more softened and subdued, under this al.
lent, unseen influence, and be wrought, and
wept and prayed INCREASINGLY for the great
good OF the nation, and the world; his warm
sympathies gushing out evon toward his
murderous enemies. so OK
Willie, though absent, was ever present
with bis Father, for be said upon one occa.
sion to an officer in the army. DO you ev-
or find yourself talking with the dead?-
Since Willie died I catch myself talking to
him every day as though ho were with me. I"
All! who knows what. precious spirit com.
munngs were those: Who knows how ST.
lently and sweotly the Angel Boy was lead
ing tho Father onward, and showing him
the mysteries of the Kingdom? And who
knows what sure foresbadowings thrilled
that great, yearning heart, of tho not dis.
tant time, whom, on tho other shore, he
should clasp again the hand of his boy, and
together thoy should stray by the "stilI
waters, and in tho green pastures" of the
better land?
But three years were they divided; to
Willie, wandering amid the glores of Heav-
en-, they were but so many golden hours; to
his Father, such years as no man ever lived
before; in which the beart.tbrobs of a life
time were condensed, and a sublime mis-
sion was accomplished. And then another
shadow foil upon the Presidential Mansion,
in comparison to which the shadow Willie's
coffiu had cast there was, oh! go small
That fell darkly on the hearts of parents
and brothers, but This tell dark and black
over q great nation, aye, and over the
world. But they took up the sleeping boy
tenderly, and laid him by the mighty dead,
and brought them onward, while capnons
doomed, and bella tolied, and tears fell like
autumn rain; and pure white flowers we're
strewn over all the long funeral way, TIL at
last they rest side by side near the dear
home they left four years ago. in life. and
happiness, and health. Loving in they
lives, and in their deaths not divided
Mrs. Emily F.. Bugbee. -f