The Ouachita telegraph. [volume] (Monroe, La.) 1865-1889, 1873-10-31
GlsITaT.A HeE.

Died, at tho residence of her parents, MIR.
J. II. and Mrs. Lucy Jackson, in Columbia,
Caldwell parish, La, on the night of the 2sd
inst, after Il brief illness, little LouELLA
JACKSON; aged 3 years, months and Is
days.
Brief as was the sojourn on earth of sweet
little LuI.Y, she had twined herself closely
around the hearts not only of n doting
father and mother, but of all who knew her.
Richly endowed by nature with the many
nameless attributes of person and fascila-
tons of. manner which irresistiby attract
the regard of even indifferent observers,
little LULY early won her way to Il lasting
hold on the affections Of her many friends
and acquaintance. By the death of this
little one, who happily combined in her
person all tho loneliness of infanti1e limo
cence and beauty, with the warm and glow
ing affections of ripper years, a void-a drcar
and sad hiatus-has been made i'll tho little
homo circle of which, but few short days
ago, she was a bright, beauteous and spark
ling gem.
II is hard to realize that little LULY is
gone-foTcrc, gone! That the dread king
of tcrrors has laid his rude hands upon her
lovely form and forever blotted out her
bealltcous young life with his icy breath.
Yet it is. No more will her joyous
prattle greet loving fathers car when he
returns, after the cares az tolls of the
day are passed, 10 the little home circle
around which cluster tho most sacred and
cherished hopes that bind us to earth. No
more will tho pattcring of the tiny fcot, Or
tho sweet cadences of her baby prattle, be
heard around the fond mothers chair. The
place on the little couch, where nightly re-
posed the little cherub form, is vacant
now. The little chair at the table has lost
its tenant by mothers side. Tho toys
which q few days ago delighted and amused
little LULY arc unused now, for they are
carefully laid away by tho trembling hand
of Il mother, with streaming eyes, as sad
mcmclltocs OF the loved and lost one. All
these things Cypress the heart with Il sad
ness and SORROW too unuttcrably poignant
for mere word painting; for mono can over
know the agony Of grief of Il bcrcavcd pa
rent save those who have experienced it.
But after the tuniult of grief is passed,
| calm reflection leads to and confirms the
conviction that il is tho part of trllc wisdom,
| to bow to and acquiescc i'll the fiat of the
Onnipotcnt in all things. Vowed from tho
| standpoint we occupy i'll this transitory
| state of being, OH b! how hard it often is to
| say from the heart, ''Eathcr, thy will be
| DONE" sad, gloomy, heart-rcnding as arc
| these bcrcuvEcntS-thCSc rude SunderingS
| of the dearest tics that bind us to Garth
| there Is Il DflSHb tllti gip"iliSly bciullIui
| side to the picture, so respondent in its
loneliness, so pure and cl,astc in it's beauty,
| so consoling i'll its effects. that rightly APP
! prccatcd, i; more than compensatcs for all
! the agony of woe. 1t is the plain teaching
! OF Holy Writ that The Little one has gone to
| swell the choir of tho Angelic host around
the throne OF the Most High. Then, stricken
| fat her, sorrowing mother. dry your st rcanl-
ing eyes, and join with the poe! in saying
! ''Wcep not for those
| Who sink within the arms OF death
| Ere We. the chilling wintry breath
| OF sorrow DER them blows:
| But weep for those who hero remain
The mournful hCritorS of pain,
Condemned to see each bright joy fade
| And mark T.ricf'S melancholy shad"
Flung DER Hopes t:'ircSt rose.
j. T.. W.
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