The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1878-11-22

Translated from fhs SrcdszA q Rsnehrvs.
The sun went down and evening came, th'
quiet summer even,
A mas q glowing purple lay between en-
weary troop q men went BY. their day,
hard labor done
Tired and contented. toward their homes the,
wended one BY one.
Their work was done, their harvest reaped. I
Eoodly harvest truly.
wei appointed band OF foes all slain o.
AZ dawn against this armed band they had
gone forth 20 fight.
And All mad closed In victory before the fall
OF night.
Close hy the Held. where all day long the hard
A cottage BY the way side stood. half desolase
And on Is worn. low steps there sat silent
girl and unused
And watched the troop come slowly by. in
weary line confused.
She looked like one who sought friend. she
scanned each mans face nearly.
High burned the color In her cheek too high
for sunset merely,
She sat . quiet, looked so warm. 80 flushed
Il seemed She listened as see gazed. and fels
her own heart beat.
Hut a. she saw the troop march BY. and dark
TO every ME. 70 every man, her anxious eye
seemed mutierlus IN shy distress question
More silent than sigh itself too anguished to
beseech-
But when the men had all gone past. and not
word was spoken,
The poor girls courage failed ne last, and all
her strength was broken.
she wept not loud, but on her hand her weary
forehead fell
And large tears followed one by one As from
aburning well.
Why dost thou weeps For hone may breat
Just where the gloom Is deepest
daughter, hear thy mothers voice, need
less tear thou weepest;
lie whom thy eyes were seeking for whose
lace thou couldst not see,
He = not dead. he thought OF love and still he
lives for thee.
He thought of love- I counseled him n shie,a
himself from danger,
taught him how 70 slip the fight. and leave
them like a stranger.
by force they made him march with them. \
but weep not, rave not thus.
Know ne VIII not choose 70 die from happy \
life and rs"
shivering the maiden rose like one whom aw-
fui dreams awaken.
ASH some grim foreboding all her soul in her
She fingered not, she sought the place where
late had ragged the fight
ana store away and swiftly fed and vanished
out ~ sight.
An hour went BY, another hour the night had
closed around her,
The moonshot clouds were silvery white, but
darkness hung below them.
sne lingers long; daughter, come. thy toll
10 morrow, ere the dawn Is red, your bride
groom's here again"
me daughter came; with silent step she came
TO meet her mother
The pnllic eyeliis strained no more with tears
she fain would smother:
sui colder tnnn the wind at night the hand
that mother pressed /
And whittier than Winter cloud the maiden's
cheek and breast.
Make me grave, o mother dear: INV daxa ,
on earth are overt
The only man that fed to-day. that coward
He thoughtof me and OF himself, the battle
Held he scanned.
And then betrayed his brothers hone and
shamed his fathers land.
When past our door the troop marched bv.
and their ranks had numbered.
! wept 20 think that like man among the
dead he slumbered,
sorrowed. but my grief was mild IL had M
bitter weight.
would have lived a thousand years to mourn
his noble fate.
. mother, have looked for MIN vher,er the
dead are lying, ,
But none o. al the stricken bear mis- features.
calm In dying: ~
Now viii live no more on earth IN shame y, ,
ne lies notthere among the dead. and. there
fore, Will die"
-cov~hia Msgarsne. |