The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-07-30
POETRY.
From the Western Rural.
HEAVEN SENT.
BY MRS. n. J. SMITH.


the clambering vine, Sts#MN
My fingers seeking ell the WHILE their blossoms to
entwine; .rn5 s.4st4st !
For had thrown the shutters back, and fragrance
filled the room,
The mornings breath was cool and pure and
sweet the rose perfume, a&#
Yet with these glad surroundings, forgot their
scented bloom, ettes a5a rr
For just across the way saw three little ones al
play, ft.aese3 a4a1aU# tey5
The number if my own had lived, should have
had to-day; aa-4 81.
And forgot my household flowers, for those
across the way. #ta
One little silken head was brown. and one was
white as flax,
And one had golden curls around a brow as white
as wax;
To tell The prettiest one, wiser head than mine
would tax!
My fingers dropped blooming spray within the
window seat, @taa1
sat me down, forgetful OF the blossoms at my
feet, aa -
TO watch the little auttering forms, by loving
hands made neat a
Three pairs of hands were held aloft, to catch the
pearly dew, .4a
Three pairs of eyes were looking up, tinged with
the heavens blue,
While little cheeks so often kissed, We'd with the
roses hue.
That picture sweet I'll meier forget, and yet was
not glad
Strange, is it not, that life or Joy can ever make
one sad
Yet SO it is. That picture sweet for me its bitter
had I III laees
For, with Sigh, I turned away, aud counted one
by one, ssvra ....ga.5.a
The little graves, just as they lay, beneath the
Summers sun,
MY sad, sad task, this lovely morn, to count them
one by one AXE #fA
And there were three. Why was 1t thus ? 1 heard
my neighbor call, , a -.
And turned again to look, and 10 her group was
gathered ALL 1#k ~
With lips, and cheeks, and eyes aglow, within
One climbed upon her mothers knee, one leaned
upon her chair,
And by her side another stood, the one with
golden hair,
WAC threw about that mothers neck, arms dim,
Piled, white and bare,
While sat here in agony A mother, yet alone
My Duds pucked from tAe parent tree and with
cred, all unblown -
Not one sweet, precious foweret left, that might
call my own
And SO murmured, that they dropped SO early
in the tomb
Why, likemy neighbours, did they not expand in
to a fuller bloom?
Why was my home so Swallowed DER with bitter
ness and gloom?
each little mound;
l loved the very flowers that grew upon that sa-
cred ground
The myrtle, which so lovingly around each head
stone wound,
The cliDging cypress, which my hands had twined
so tenderly,
The rose, whose scented leaves dropped DER each
grave so lovingly
The tiny, blue forget me-nots all, all were dear to
me. f#sa .Rss.e j.. f9tase .s.g .
There lay my treasures side by side, know that
Luey were lrees
No suffering would come to them, as it had come
to me;
And yet my selfish heart rebelled, nor comforted
would be.
Thus, while sat, gentle knock heard upon my
door, 1880
And then timid, faltering step across the matted
floor,
And then little tear-stained face, with curls all
covered DER
And two blue eyes were raised to NINE with pite-
Gus appeal, lsa48 laHn
Although suspense and childish fear her lips held
with their SEAL
Until begged her lovingly, her errand to reveal.
81" 1 have no mamma, have no home, for mammals
in the ground,
But in her room I fingered till cruel man
came round,
And said the street was warm enough. and then
he fercely frowned,
" And looked so ugly then at me, I dare not even
pray,
He told me it were betterifI should with mamma
lay. 4| %E8# g. f~% @F#
And so never said word, until he went away. s.
Was there no one TO love the child? God knew I
could not tell eeE a.r@
With sympathy for this poor waif, my heart began
to swell;
knew giftfrom God was sent, and must guard
it we'll! s2@ 1908
brought the little dresses out, so long laid in the
drawer
MY love had kept them, knowing not what they
were waiting for,
But tears were in my eyes, the while my feeling s
were at war. a-a@sssas
1t seemed to me, ] could not see them by another
worn, 81 rslfn81G @fan
The dainty little frocks and shoes, the aprons
ertorn, E.3aAEt Y4rc qJY 8q