Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1875-07-01

water, that went flashing by
making sweet music. ! gazed
on the fading glories until | be-
came entranced, and INDUCED in
one of those day-dreams so COM
mon to me Of late days. | gazed
far down the gorgeous vista of
time, and reared a palace Of
strange and magnificent proper
ton. 1t seemed to me place of
enchantment, adorned with dew
drops which sparkledin therising
sun like diamonds, and every
corner of it was perfumed with
the breath of sweet flowers
It's curtains arc purple, and blue,
and white, and carmine, SO min
gled and interwrought as to
seem either the one or the other
sometimes all = continually
moved by the soft whispering
zephyrs thatcame with the play
fulness Of youth from the flow
cr-fieIds of the south, and yet
they moved lot at the zephyr's
touch. The carpets Of the fin
est oriental texture, whose del
icate tints commingled with the
ever changing hues of the gorge
Gus curtains, filled the apart
ments with a strange mystical
beauty. The walls were wrought
Of the finest gold set with ru-
bies and pearls, with lamps of
singular device, kept always
burning. The light emitted by
lamps were ofeyery hue and
color known to man. and many
hUes knows only to angels.
Vie wless spirits filled the halls,
rejoicing in their youth and
beauty. Time smiled, and the
tender buds burst into bloom,
and diffused a sweet fragrance,
like a responsive smile through
all the apartments and the
whcle palace was sweet with
Tcrlume. The entablature' was
OF that rare workmanship after
the Ionic style. The palace was
surrounded by delicate and lux
uriant plants Of every cline,
whose foliage wore every hue
and color, and emitted always a
sweet Odor-by lluits stolen
from the gardens Of the Hespe-
rides, and flowers from Paradise.
Holy music resounded through
out the whole palace, which pro-
cceded from the lips Of Chico
dosia," my I;le; my bride, whose
smile rested OH my heart like a
bright exhalation, and whose
tender tones reached my inmoSt
soul, thrilling ne with their
sweetness.
Her soft laughter gave a
hushing influence to the whole
place, and filled each apartment
with music Of surprising sweet
ness. A halo encirclcd her
brow, and the light Of an un-
Outstanding soul shone in her
eyes, which were blue as the
arching heavens above them. l
gazed upon her mind, and saw
twas no lifeless portrait Of life,
it was a little world of busy life,
filled with living pictures OF
pure thoughts. AT her APP
proach the flowers "sprang wan
ton to be prest, the birds sang
love on every tree" 1t seemed
a place to stay and love forever.
That angel whose name is love
spoke in soft tones to our hearts,
and goodness and truth went
with us, linking our hands
promised fullness Of joy. And
as [ stand upon the. golden
threshold of the wide open gate
Of dreams, and gaze entranced
adown the gorgeous vista, [ am
thrilled to see, all the way along
amid empurpled vapors, far a.
way to where the prospect ter
inmates, her only who is the
Sweetest of allGod'sc reatures."
Should she at any time feel the
pressure of AzraePs hand MAY
mot linger long on the threshold
of the gate Of death.
o drOop thou not, my gentle earthly love,
Mine still to be,
I'll bear through death 10 brighter lands
above
My thoughts Of thee.