Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1879-04-11

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cheek, he read the signs Of new ana
dawning emotion. Poor child! she was
already partaking OF the enchanted
draught that sparkles in the golden chal'
ice of Love, and knew not of the Ma
rah drops concealed by the bright nee
tar bubbles. She watched that spring
with rapture: the waking up of the
world seemed typical of the awakening
in her own heart. Never did the flow
ers unfold SO bright bloom; never
were skies so azure, nor sun gllntS SO
golden; and all owing to the presence
of the great spiritual sorcerer, Love
She thought no more Of the future than
the birds thought of the time when
their merry music would be hushed, or
the flowers thought of the frost-windS
which would blight their delicate petals.
Well, is it not better to think with the
old Attic epicurean, Let what will
come tomorrow, to-day | am blest -
Do We not cherish too many tears for
the yelled Isis OF the To Come? Would
it not be better to look with more trust
ing faith to that future over which God
is watching? BE this rs it may, we
eyes of youth; too soon, at best, will the
roSe-hued mists of ideality be swept
away by the cold grey light of the rug
ged Real. All, well! for Evelyn the days
were gliding by like strain of soft en-
trancing music, :" so sweet We know not
we are listening to it," She knew not
what rich light was tinting the world
with such magical hues; she only said
i'll her heart, Never was earth so fair;
never was there such glory in the grass
and splendor in the flower.
Il have found my little violet by a
messy stone," he whispered one day
us not its bloom unfolding itself for
me? Will not its fragrance sweeten all
my future life?" and the shy eyes and
the tremulous bushes were the elo-
quent response.
The poisoning spring had been en-
tombed i'll the sepulchre Of the seasons.
and when summer came With Its burn
ing skies and tropical luxuriance they
still wandered together through the
dim green woods breathing sweet words
of mutual love which were melody in
deed to the innocent heart revealing III
its first experience ofan earthly elysium.
How hopefully they looked up to the
radiant heights OF the future, and
thought of the jeweled casket whose
wealth was soon to be all their own!
Her life had new impulse; her soul
was opening to the light, and Its spirit
like glow was expanding every bud.
But loves enchanted season cannot last
forever. Can we bid the rainbow al
ways span the sky, or the sunset paint
the clouds with its gorgeous beauty?
Fairer still to grasp at the glittering
bubbles of earthly joy. Like Eneas
striving to embrace the shade of his
father in the Elysian fields, we find that
we unfold only vague and impalnable
image. Why is it that Just as we touch
the summit of sublunary happiness the
impending shadow always falls? As well
ask, why are the flowers always blight
ed when they evolve their fullest
beauty? and why does the iris always
fade rs we worship its loveliness? Truly
the human sight would burn out under
intenser splendor, and our earthly
hearts cease to pulsate under higher
eestacies. We marvel at such things
but should not repine, for now we see
through glass darby, but then face to
face"
III we could push aIar the gates OF life,
And stand within, and all Gods workings soc.
We could interpret all this doubt and strife,
And for each mystery could hnd a key!n
Evelyn's one brief hour of rapture
was over, and
"Discord on the music fell and darkness on the
glory"
The golden-rod was waving ON the
hillsides and the sumach swaying its
maroon plumes when Ernest was sud
denly called away from the calm soli-
tudes of Woodley. Sad indeed was the
parting to the impassioned young lover,
but sadder still to the desolate Evelyn,
for, rs Charles Reade so beautifully says,
"when two loving hearts are torn
asunder, it is shade better to be the
one that is driven away into action than
the bereaved twin that petrifes at
home Then woman's heart clings
more tenaciously to love; she lives
more entirely i'll the affections than dc
the sterner sex. For Evelyn the glory
of life was gone; the earth, before so
serenely fair, had donned a robe of sack
cloth and ashes. How could she live
through all the dimness and DESC
ton that surrounded her? How soften
the asperities of life Not yet could
she contemplate the world from the
elevated standpoint of the Christian,
whose true source Of pleasure is resig-
nation to the Divine will, for gentle.
amiable and loving as was our little
EVELYN, the comforter had not yet
come to abide in her heart. God has
many ways of ringing the wanderer in
to His fold, and now commenced the
demonstration Of what Cowper calls
"the seyerer aspects of his love"-the
pruning process which was TO lop off all
the redundant branches and render the
tree meet for the beautiful paradaisical
garden.
will return with the first yiolets Of
spring, "he had whispered tenderly as he
pressed her hand at parting; and with
that winged hope she strove to
chase away the gloomings Of her dark
ened life. She wandered into the dim
old parlor and touched the time-stained
keys Of the piano; but no melody could
she evoke-the notes fell upon her ears
like death sobs, and with one long