, 1877-01-06

Q beautiful b!o.tom*! yon fpcak Of the morn
Tas , swsee.t !, my thlsty years eyer hive .een.
Whai; whore IL ,h's rietaic: Noi ,es. ii.
whenc, sons; lt' Where !. she, Tsl1, tell nc.
yonr soa,ls! So; q; what1 No: Joe. IRE searched for
This woman E,ost precious. 'TWa. ave years ago
No, rlx-iH The n,pn,h v hen the bright roses blow,
And thr trailing hthntus With bcautful hlooH
Mails Heaven cumr dnwn to that one little rnon1.
Df her rytr and tho swecl fnc" earnest md true.
Mc loved but we talked not As 1noat !oser. do.
iiui woman. with her mi uition. 10 fnc, ,
Must hare sounded each chorl IN these heart
throhs 0f mine.
Other mornings We gathered these beautiful
Tho eisuds @ solden.l'ned, aud tho moment. had
Our meeting pure aceFten.-partel the same
Never met agitn-yc'. al the Fatsn were to bnme.
dream, -
For n,aasht , shall come 's~'zt thee and mic. vlo-
Yon need me my darling; yoa or, to INC shcrc:
Lies rcrFow's arc lining yonr sweet tacr 10 fnr;
Some one for the!r teass.~ her beautiful
oh. no, Joo no. gone from ne to the dark tomb,
cnr'e.: Who ha+ wrought th!s' Why arc women
With souIs like the blossoms, thua to be repntd,
Harry Lees wife. aud they lad been toaFred four
Handsome man of the world, fnll OF fobles .nd
Looso . lille. Thu rate,: how did thcy come to
tnate:
She waa so full OF love. and he 50 full Of hate.
Ny darling. would hare been conetInt and true,
Letting tcnra never din, the heaUttfnl llur.
Tns .nso .s +, " !ons ;,;, ms:n|in,c;sn. :; cye:
Ms ~ III nesTf r. III to- ast tyns might be-
While the good fellows, cheated i'y grace and
WY 60 = s'a,ry tas w!escaes Irt e gi
Keeping up Madnmn grace. a!!d airt.-
| often have wondered how II could be
That angels would fancy thc fellnws like me-
While " rlsc them The dfo.; We vii soset ,hs
Poor things. how they fancy tho best of lits'.
And - ;Ia ra:s them tic dres', hut these women
Ihut they'll cling to the barcst. bc CONSTANT and
Though sometimes think they ccase loving
How can sonl dwell In perpetnal cloud,
Weaving At all time. a''put Ii a shropd,
And loscf Halt tib nonssnse--We read Of such
'Tls duty TINT hollis them, but lore t,kcth wlngs.
Her su!lcr!ngs would haye brtn hell unto ME;
but each Gianee Of my eye md each loueh Of my
She'd .;s.s sss measured Sin "' could not under
And tl,t poor little thing. 1t h betttr shos dead
"foI know 1 ! haye M honor" Thank you. Joe:
"Aud shs q true woman" Thank God, sl,e IL
leVl:
SO she .reasured these blosso ms and loved ne; tia
Old ftis1d, ali Tho thoughts of this hour can't
And hc's married a:ain while her mcu.ory's green
Scarce ono year u my darling, my sweet tl0cpet
'ctt no a!n to loyc yoH: Here, JOG. give mo this,
And spray u thr trniltng Hrhutna to kiss.
No ecnttmrnt 'twIxt tho widow md HE
Hhc has loved In her waJ-we arc even. you see;
And I'll show her the picture And nrhus1s-sptay,
Aud tell her little aboUt II, some day.
Tnen she'll shed Ole bright tear; with 4 delicate
grace
Il will fai In the n,cslcs nj custl!-.t 1nce;
VIII arrun9c all her drapery Into it, place.
And tnwasdly contrast the much. faded face
With her own, bright ana rosy; then kindly will
10 Clnrcncnl how sad' !" In womany xay;
t'uun& show them again; here, take them, pEsy."
So III lock then. up safely, but my heart OF hearts
VIII carry tlle!r tnAge-H0. ncyrr u tIRrt;
And sometimes, nitd The glory aud fuses Of jnne,
II! fesy En- snEsl euu.s; %v.sn to ~, room
And leaves on tuy brow y trenuuus kiss.
mover have klsscd her! Ali that would he bliss.
But 'e%s%bsr' eIns,, joe come to ns ~sad'nss All
sss' IsS; 1ss;ay .ni.! ps ready, Don't dream, boy.
I.eon!c anl viii sal, onward aerenc.
Hut In Heaven hope IL claim SlnIene.
CHFAuu. EMMA tAssAuNE pRQWX,