The Elko independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1869-1872, 1871-05-27

Ni.ninrx Ever Dcnr.

Mefiory Ever Dear.
r. In the silent meditssfcss OF the soul, srset
memories Of happier days I'll through The
heartstrings thrill; bright CLEANS of the Purs
sunlight of childhood's innoceEce. with which
our youth was once enrapt, remind Us that the
lingering shadow Of the passing clouds OF
Fancy's dream but portrayed TO the imaginative
pbsntasy the vapory nothingness of an unreal,
delusive mirage. The clouds, gilded with &C.
lestial loneliness, fringed with IA drapery Of
heavenly tints, and floating majestically
through the azure Of ETHEREAL space, which
then seemed SO beautifully and artistically in
wrought that thoughts would roll themselves,
with such mysterious influences in Hopes
young heart, as to render il seemingly impos-
sible that the then glitterinR radiance and
beauty Of the inspiring scene could ever be
dimmed by the mists Of direful clos'ls, clus-
i~ring with darkness to obscure the beauty
oGce beaming but gradually fading away, CIV
ing to coming sorrow and despair place
wherein to rest On the tablet of Memory'S
urn bright pictures oi the past will present
themselves in all their pristine truthfuiness
As We turn, leaf by leaf, the volume of Recollea-
ton, We discern the memories of the cherished
home of childhood's joys: the loved forms of
friends SO near and dear, the babbling stream,
the grand old trees, and hills aud dales We
sported through, and even yet again the sweet
"reminiscences Of "!ong ago" swell our throb-
bing breast sith the charm Of unforgotten
youthfulness. True, Death has sailed along
through the ranks Of those We left behind,
and borse away, through the misty clouds Of
futurity, many Of the dear ones We never more
shall see on earth; and the beautiful in life
have departed to those realms where the
weary are At rest" Still the bright visions Of
hope inspire us i'll the belief that we shall
meet again within the sacred precincts OF IA
more beautiful home. Lingering mid the
rnencEies Of the past, IL is cheering to search
tbs easket wherein is contained the pictured
forms of those we loved 40 much; to look upon
the shadows portrayed, IN seeming reality of
life, of those We cherished ere the rolling tide
of Time had waited us on i'll its embrace.
Though far away those images illume our
passing moments with thoughts of other and
happier days. Among such treasured memo
rails, We may be grieyed to find some who are
now no more TO US here, the shadows OF whom
present the hneamentB Of animated nature.
now remaining bit as the monuments of the
deParted-mortality having donDed the robes Of
Immortality and vanished into the unknown
'FaJ-Avay." Well do We remember one lovely
soul who was beautiful to look upon, whose
form has since hOated away apon the u Mysterious
river Ot the Hereafter" TO seek the portals of
that glorious temple not bailt with hands.
In cur imagination roaming through the vista
of the past, miDgling mid the scenes of other
days, and surrounded by loved ones, We can
never forget the pride of the household, that
living semsiauce Of grace and loneliness, whose
ideal likeness herself she peaned in the fol-
lowing beautiful lines. She has passed away
amid the bright clouds to dwell in the home
of eternal bliss: