Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1866-03-14


grew around the old home | then com
menced my calls and visits upon the few
remaining friends had there.
During my stay among them of two
days. many past scenes were reviewed.
and over some we laughed. and over same
VIC wept. | had a great desire to 60 to
the grave. yard again, and to go all alone,
as was wont to do, aud from thence onto
a hill in the pasture near by, which used
to think in early childhood. was the most
beautiful of all places No one else ever
could realize so many charms there as |
could and Providence did provide for me
to 60 as | much desired,-all alone.
FASTENED to the pine hill first, lest there
should be some one in the yard, who would
offer to accompany me there As ap-
preached the spot, | should hardly have
known was ever. there. Those graceful
evergrcens had grown into stiff, old pines +;
and they plainly said as approached them
1--WE, too. are growing old" There were
no ground ev,rgreens or flowers 10 he seem
that could twine a wreath of, as in by
gone days. This scenery had done its
work for me in early childhood. 1t mad
learned me to love nature, and natures
God. From youder hill there was no
echo, of bleatlng sheep or lowing herds !;
all was silent.-savc in the distance, the
song of pea. wee" that little, plaintive
song of only two notes: how perfectly
congenia to my feelings.
After taking view in this direction
and that. | bude adieu to the scene, and
my retreating steps over the soft mating
of fallen pine were as nosless, as are
those Of beasts Of prey around the gates
of the ruiued city OF anciedt Thebes.
few moments more, and ! was step.
ping carefully around the mounds Of the
countless dead. entered from the op'
ppsite side, of the yard; the first to at
tract my attention was new grave, with
IA stone just erected to the memory of !
Young Lieut.. of the 10Th n I'll. Regt. o
we'll remember, what a beautiful blue
eyed baby he was thirty years ngo. My
heart beat in unison with his dear parents
that | used to know and love so we'll fo
| was familiar with every pang they hat
endured There were other soldiers grave
there, aud they adl,d very much to thu
sacredness, and sublimity If the place -
Such profusion of rosebuds. never saw
as was there few. SC ,ttering maple trees
and on the west side any number of ,bos'
ever restless, never ceasing poplars #.
passed long rows of kindred and neigh
bors there, and after lingering aronnd til,
family lot, and arranging small boqne
of rare buds, left. not iu sadness, bu
feeling assured that the earth would re
main as it Was till M0 first resurrection
morn to give up its precious dust
Visits and calls all made, a fri"n,
started to conduct me back to my stop
ping place. rul rr.' m"r' g..'.Er .'.
As we neared the old home the youn!
woman came running out with, Snsa'
G--'s portrait. Ny friend laughed, a
, she came out and said ''she Was up brigh
and early to get on her pretty rig 70
our coming, a'i" 's. '"
She really looked very neat 10 her cleal
white waist buttoued up with black, an'
her pretty little braided sacque. g 5ag
She said "she thought that would lool
, so natural to me." presume they fel
guilty for removing it from the chambc
where it had hung for more than twent.
years. You know it was always to b
kept in the neighborbood, and our hous
was tho place selected for it.
But what did the old lady care for Su
r sans portrait! The larger soul of tn
, young woman drew it out of some dar
corner. and felt ii in my heart to sa,
to her. Tho Lord bless you and, bleS
4 you always" for her thoughtfaness an
: Kindness in fetching it out to Us.
| lookeil so natural | felt truly that ha
seen the dear girl. " .. .'+ f'' :
8 A few moments, and We were on ou
way again Just as VIC came Into tn
g village, little way FROM us. was grou
| of men. My friend says, there is 20
1 II. You will know him If be is NOR
. than eighty years old ! readily ,rcsOl
i nizcd his graceful form and digpi6ed air