The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1870-12-31
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DARLING's SLEEPING.

L is calm, quiet autnmmal eve The
wind is perfectly motionless. save now
and then gentle breeze which fans with
fain: and timid sympathy, my burning
check and brow. My aching tcmp!ss
athrob wildly, and all seems happiness
aud contcntincnt, but my poor hear,
which beats with such fearful tr,in with.
in my troubled brcast Hc YOU ask the
cause of this awful, this unspeak..bc ain
guish which seems rending the chords ef
the soul, aud making it 10 groan beneatr.
its burden! +! Darling is alceping and
am alone. Not ORG hcart in rar;h's
wide and imncasurahe osrA,n'. pu.satss
for NC, or grievcs Wien sorrows mantle
is around mc,-,his noble AID loyinr
heart: deaths icy tuuch hath stillrd. No
arm supports my trail form aud shields
it iiom LIES howang tempcs,-the,, too
lies still within his narrow h"me There
Is no hand to clasp mine rs my weary.
tired feet continue their onward pace to
wards eternity's dim, untr;cd occan--
those dear little hands that so oit ca
rcsscd mine. arc crossed upon the pulse
less breast OF him whose loved and h. /
lowed grave distracts NY tcArlul aaZe.
There is no eye to look ioudly upon me,
bcaming to its dark DEPTHS with loves
!crvor-.llcy are closed forever to earth.
y vision, but TO open again upon scenes
oI which the mortal imagination in it's
height ot enthusiasm cunuot couccirs
No voice now breatilcs words of thrilling
devotion which oft have made my sad
heart bound with such glorious aud un-
told delight no step, tight and Joyous,
Is beard from upou the .lteshold-his
precious little feet new tread ''the other
shore = AMI look a ound me III vain
TO find one trace ot hlm whom Lave
loved and l'Nt, for NY darling is sw,etly
sleeping, while angels move. .opvc his
!owly couch. 1t is So true thai we never
know how much oil anguish ths heart
can endure until put to the fearful test.
Memory alone is lett me and that nocks
the real and only hcigltcns grief By
calling forth what III light have been.
Yes, my darling is sleeping the sleep
that knows no waking his pure spirit
has gone over the client river, where his
loved voice echoes the triumphant shout
Of the acdccmcd
have stood with eyes undimmed
by tears, near that hallowed spot, aud
watched by moonlight beside the graves
of my two idols-my dark eyed los, ones
who reposc side by side, the beautiful
evergreen and swectscented jessamine.
their only sentinel My heart which
had beat SO often before life Is terrific aud
mercilcss blast, was breaking how, but
could not wecp-not one tear forced it S
way adown my cheek whereon burning
fever had left it's impress.
This cruel world was too cold for nv
darling's warm and tender heart His
little babe had been long watching his
weary tread, and now called him to her
home where sorrow no longer can dar.
ken, nor one pang disturb their. quiet
and peaceful rest.
o most merciful Cod: Thy ways arc
nightly and mysterious, and must be
just. We, poor, crriug aud sin-stained
mortals, cannot, dare not question their
omnipotent decree but oh; prepare us
for that glorious Immortality which
shines upon those wo love-our heart
treasures upon "thc other show"