The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1869-05-06

sinking slowly behind the western hills,
throws n mellow radiance over the scene,
aud the evening breeze gently stirs the
leaves Of the weeping willows, which, in
solemn grandeur, stand like faithful SEN
tinels, keeping their .onely yigiis over
the pale occupants Of the tomb. As we
stand gazing with awe and reverence
upon the scene before US, let us think
how like the quiet and beautiful closing
Of this day was the close OF the day Of |
life with many whose bones lie mould |
ering in the dust before US. Their |
sun set peacefully and serenely. Would |
that it were SO with all the inhabitants
Of this city Of the dead. Some yielded
up their lives amid terror and despair,
midnight darkness aud the bowling of
the tempest, and iuto that dark ness they
took a Fearful leap" Here lie the re-.
mains Of q young man--just enteriny
upon the stern realities Of life-who
had many bright plans laid out for the
future, upon whom life opened with all
its charms, who had not yet made many
enemies; but his greatest enemy at
tackled him early on the Journey, and
he fell. He now sleeps the sleep Of
death; his spirit has scared away to
meet its reward. We pass on further,
and upon this marble slab we read that
young lady has fallen victim to the
grim destroyer, and her soErowing pa
+ rents have laid her in the eald, cold
/, ground, there to sleep until God shall
summon her to his bar, there to answer
for the "deeds doneiu the body The
idol OF her parents, the life Of the so
eial circle, she has left q vacuum In he,
stricken parents heart that can neve
be filed, aud her companions miss he
blithesome and gay spirit from thei
r throng. Here We must pause awhile
= for just yonder in our path is pal
figure clad 10 the habiliments of mourn
ing, attended BY her only child. An
= see, she kpeels beside that green-lo look
ing mound, and with the hand Of Low
and affection plants the flowers upo
he that graye. Who is shel do you ash
n, She is the lone widow, and the chill
.r- beside her, with the tears coursib
as down her cheeks, is the fatherless =
ia, That tomb contains all that was dear
,rt her upon earth Her husband, upc
is whose manly and loving breast she ",
1t, wont to recline, has been stricken dow
te, in the yigor and prime Of his manhoo
let and $40 is lett alone TO battle with lii
nc to struggle with its difficulties al
IA: trials, and to bear its burdens unassist
in. By him whom she hoped would 60 wi
no her to the brink Of the Jordan of deaf
M But oh. be was the first to plunge in
ida its dark and chilling stream, and S
, a and her orphan child are thus depriy
70 of his tender care aud guidance throu
ese the journey Of life. But does she 81
nv. and mourn rs one without hopeg n
On for see, she lifts her fearful eyes
the heaven, and asks for the sustain
nm grace Of Jesus to enable her 50 to |
the here below that she may be enabled
ouy join her husband IN the skies.
ZEN. Here, my friend, let US sit down, .
nds think me not childish il | should 81
and tear. Oh! what recollectious Gro
his upon me. Here beneath this gr,
MIN mound, small though it il, repose
bro. ashes Of my two bright-eycd boys
4 is darling children, now two bright aus
nos in the skies-who, before their inf
, of lips could lisp mamma or "par
tely we're transported to the nursery Of
an. skies, there to be watched and guar
pre. with teoder solicitude by their Crea
ems. There the storms Of earth will ne
that beat upon them aud cause them
ople droop and die. No, no. They
Ter happy now with Jesus, and there
n 10 await the coming Of their parents!
4 40 my friend, it was hard to surrel
This them up to the embrace Of death,
car Christ has taken than from worl
irht care, and l bow my head and sabmi
and the divine decree. And as l sit
cam ulethinks hear them singing
ke a 1.-TWO little lambs in the upper fold,
,uod From the heat Of summer and winters col
Safe from ear,h's guile, and iss dreams I'm
yea" Two little lambs are waiting for you
ian 1.-TWO little darlings whose pattering feet
long With The propbss q cid tread he golden Il
end Or wander forever mid Eden's bowers,
Awaiting for yoa through the golden hou
1.-TWO little iambs, from all sorrow frss,
i'd 10 From s ss.s o " s ssa and Winters
Q air, Are waiting for you In the upper foid.'
, air But we must not liuger, as the
p he has gone down, and the stars arc
the gipning to twinkle in the blue van
soon heaven. | trust our visit TO the 9
ooks, terry has not been in. vain.-Bahi
and l ny... Q....L