The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1879-03-27

together to roam where the white waves foam,
ALI down by the sounding seal"
Wrote Ann to Jane: "That visit to Maine
MusS longer yet delay,
My cousin dear; for soon draws near
My happy wedding day."
More yeaTs had flown; much older grown
We're Marys Ann and Jane;
Sslll dwelt the first in Boston town,
The second down in Maine.
6 sksut rs the town of Boston stood
SO very far from Maine,
1he cousins yet had never met
Which caused them much pain.
Bl1d once again took Jane her pen;
Dear cousin now wrote she,
Won't you come down from Boston town,
And bring your family?
Bring oil your girls, with their golden curls,
and their eyes so heavenly blue;
E5ring all your boys, with all their noise,
And bring that husband too.
f'ce pretty band that around me stand
SaK girls-my hearts delight
they're as lovely set as ever you met,
And all remarkably bright.
There's a kiss-don't you know?-that since long
have been keeping warm for you, dear;
OR have you forgot that first little note
scrubbed and sent you from here?"
Thus Ann did reply: "Aas how canI
set forth on my travels, dear Jane?
1--WE too many to take, yet none can forsake,
SO sadly at home must remain.
IN your Kiss is warm still, pray keep it until
You see me come Jauntng that way.
Atve lowing kiss, too, that's been saving for YOU
Thls many and many a day."
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Were old and feeble grown;
A1Ie's rapid years, mid smiles and tears;
Had swiftly DER them flown.
Eklln JOCKS OF gray were stroked away
From the worn and wrinkled brow:
&neir forms were bent, their years were spent
They were aged women now
Zone, widowed women now.
0ne young folks all did Aunt Ann" call.
The other one, "Aunt Jane:"
Still dwelt the first in Boston town,
The second down in Maine.
Out as the town of Boston stood
30 very far from Maine,
The cousins yet had never met,
Which caused them much pain1
sudden one day-one winters day
Aunt Ann said, at must 90
70 Cousin Jane, who lives in Maine
In spite of ice and snow"
Why, grandmother dear This time O, The vaars
Oh. what foolish thingi
2ou are far too old to go in the cold:
We pray you wait till spring
a ben the skies are clear and flowers arpear
and birds begin to sing"
Children" said she, "dont hinder me-
When smiling spring comes on,
FEbe flowers may bloom around my tomb.
And be dead and gone.
} am DID, tits true; my days are few
There lies a reason plain
,2Agaanst delay. If short my STAY
must away to Names
and LET these eyes. these mortal eyes
Behoid my Cousin Jane"
AS Aunt Jane sits and quietly knits.
Thinking her childhood DER
1he latch is stirred. and next is heard
"A tapping at the door.
Come in, she said and raised her head
10 see who might appear
an aged dame, who walked quite lame
:. said, Cousin, l am here
IA mere, dear Jane; I've come to Maine
10 take that kiss, you know
@fls KISS, my dear, kept for me here
6tnce that long, long agol"
2agiad surprise Aunt Jane she cries:
Why, Ann, can this be you?
%iEere and oh where is the golden bair2
Are these those eyes of bluep"
Aho Wnere Ann said, are your roses aed
ana your chubby cheeks + prayp
BINS suppose was the little pug nose:
Sut the dimples, where are thew
are the doil1es up stairs. in the small low cb.,rS
dressed out so fine and gay?
Shnh we gather flowers in the woodland bowersp
shall we play that pretty play? H..
- &nd the lover. too, so tender and true
Who walked by tine light OF the moon:
i 4fad the little baad that around thee did stand
Are they gone, all gone so soon?"
Ehey turned their eyes to the dariening skies
ana the desolate scene below,
y Where the wintry sun was sinking down
Behlnd the waste of snow, stt FL Il
s Cney spoke with tears of their chldhood's wears
And hopes of long ago.
1aus, sitting there, long talked the pair Is
VI those they loved that day..
now some were dead and some were wed,
and others far away; t4.e%.A t'.t ttG
G0w some had proved true and of errinp ONES who
Had sadly gone astray:
W Sne brides they had dressed with many lest
though with many secret sigh; - (,
~}@a Tue fair anu the brave they had lain in the
&srave-
s1So lair, too brave. to die! .43a no
Saw FADES away the winters day, sss nas. j.
&sS last RANT CLEAN is gone:
shadows deep nowio'er them creep y htft
BuS still the tale goes on;
El1e smiles and tears of buried wears ttrtI Il. {f'
are smiled and wept again: fls1u st kaf
sind marriage bells and funeral knells
Are mingled in one strain g
sad thus at last lifetime passed,
The cousins met in Maine
~=-yHqs1oey's bds1r.
HOIST BY HIS OWN PETARD.
"A few weeks ago some workmen en-
gagged in removing an old mansion on
che corner of California and Mason
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