The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1869-11-17
An Incident.

10 all men, thero is hcrc and
thero sweet oasis--voicod will,
moiody and fragrant with flow.
ers-in tho dosort Of human
i'ie: Many q charming little
incident, like u crystal fountain
gurgling up ut our feet, rises
now and thon to momory, breath.
ing q delightful charm ovcr tho
soul' like tho cndenco Of tho far of
'utc' Through tho gloom, thut is
spreading it's dark mantle over
the past, fancy spreads it's winrs
OF snow, and darts back to tho
happy scenos Of former days, and
IN dreams Of fancy foasts upon
pleasures, that return no moro.
Ierhaps fow incidents, That
havo proved to Tho writer IL ploas.
nro and II joy, may provo to tho
reader u profit and delight.
1t was in tho carly spring of
loo9, when tho forest put on it's
robes OF groen, and when tho sun.
beans kissed tho opening flowors,
that Mattio, Sallio, and another
friend, together with tho writer
and our little friend Agnes (a pre-.
clous bud Of ten summers, but in
tell'gent beyond her ycars,) en-.
tered the beautiful comotcry Of an
eastern town. There in dreamlcss
silence reposod tho sleeping dust
OF the poor and tho rich, tho
"lsc and tho groat, tho statesman
and tho divine. Every variety Of
monument, that tasto could sup.
gost or affection doviso, mot tic
eye. Epitaphs in poetic goms
were chisclcd upon pillars of stono.
httle comments and criticisms,
such as Innocence could mako in
such Il place, wero freely indulgcd,
both upon tho monuments them.
selves and tho inscriptions there
on.
At length VIC stood in silence
around an unprotcnding grave. A
PLAIN stono stood over tho grave
to mark tho last resting place Of
tho saintcd sleeper. 1t was not
tho tomb ofonc Of tho worlds great
law glvcrs; nor of tho conqucring
hero, whose triumphant banner
iioated high in air over II hundred
battlo-ficlds; nor Of tho states
man, whose brilliant talents and
noble dccds have inscribed lis
nn.no upon II nations heart but
OF pious woman unknown to
tame. At last tho silence was
broken by Mnttic, who addressed
her little niece in tho following
tender strain--'A gncs, this IS your
mothor's grave. Sho died whom
you were an infant. You mover
saw her faco nor heard her voice.
Attcr shc was buried here, YOU
were taken homo with us, and
L have brought you back TO visit
your relations and to SEQ your
mothers grave. Shc was u good
woman, II devoted christian and
she died in peace, and rests in
tho arms Of her Savior Agnes
listened till her aunt had closed,
and then with trembling voice,
her eyes glistcning through gath
cring tears replied i'll be o
christian, too I'll lovo my moth.
er's Saviour, and thon whom I die
III SEQ my mothers fnco and
hear my mothers voice in hcav-
en- A few words Of ENCOURAGE
mcnt wcro given to the orphan
girl, and we passed away from
the city Of tho dead. Years have
como and gono since then, and
tho bud Of promise has bIoomcd
into womanhood but sho had
not forgotten tho vow she mado,
the first timo sho stood by the
dust ofa saintcd mother. Sho is
now beautiful, accomplished,
pious young lady, n useful tcachcr
in u female Seminary, shedding
tho radiance Of christianity over
tho minds and hearts of the young
ladies committed to her care.
This is no fancy sketch, woven
into wreath Of flowers, to please
tho mind, but simple statement
Of facts only fictitious names have
been substituted TO avoid offond-
ing tho dclicacy Of tho fair ono to
whom allusion is made, should this
communication mcot hcr cye.
From tho dust Of that pious
mother, sprung a beautiful flower,
swoctcr than tho violet or the rose.
which has sent its fragrance
along tho track Of timc, and which
may continue to rcgaIe genera.
tions yet unborn. Upon that
tomb was kindlod light, which
may guide tho pilgrim on his way,
till Times last setting sun.
Gcntle reader, live so that your
! memory may be swcetly ombafmod
in tho hearts Of tho living.
QuEnRY.-What has bocomo of
tho Anderson Farmor's Associa-
ton. An early answer is solicit
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