San Marcos free press. [volume] (San Marcos, Tex.) 1877-1892, 1881-10-13
WHERE

nesr departed thsue
where 10 Thy place Of biissfui restf
Where isihe iair sui gentle child
whom CO. gsve 10 our home,
In the bright su,umn. years ago.
our hope Tor time 10 come
Who, when few brief months had passed
Aud given him thoughtful erace.
Gsxed with unutieable love
Into bis fathers facet
distinctive boundies. love aud trust
spoke In that earne,t gaze
aud clearer shone aud stronger grew
Through oil his coming days.
Where Is the bright and rosy boy.
With dark ani sparkling eye,
His nut'brown ringle,s waving free.
Aud uii oflove aud Joyi
who would not let me leave at morn
without parting kiss
Would follow me both long aud far
To win that darling bliss
And who. when .eep had wrapped the house,
His lonely vlyils kept.
Psrin the watches OF the night,
To wait my homeward htepf
Then nesting to my heart would come
And softlv sink to rest
Each In the Joy ofcon.cious love
Alike supremely blestf
Where 10 he, whose angelic form,
when had wandered wide
An exile In Q stranger land
Stood ever at my side.
TO cheer me with his sympathy.
To bless me with his love,
And make the strange aud untried land
Avery Il leu prove
0halycon daysl In him again
lived my childhood DER,
And felt a grateful Joy and peace,
Long, long unknown before
he was my bliss at early morn,
My Joy through all the Gay.
Ny solace through the hours Of night,
My hope, my pride, Away
What though W, dw.lt obscure. and far
From all we'd ever known,
We rocked It not, tor still we had
A heaven Of on. own
A heaven, indeed, to ME It seems.
III retire spection's light,
Since he who made 1t what It Was
Has ta'en his upward Highil
The scene no longer seems the same
The earth and sky. how changed!
And I, from former happiness
seem hopclessly estranged;
Still haunted by an eager step,
That shall return no more
The heavenly accents Of voice
Whose music now Is DER!
l see him still In every place
To which he went with me.
Aud still, by mountain. vale and stream
He bears me company
And by the Preside. on the street,
Or whersot Ter | roam,
Atmorn and eve, by day and night,
To me he seems to come.
And yet know his form l. gone
Forever from me here,
And still his loss must lament,
And drop the rising tear;
And think Of the cold couch Of clay
Where his young head was laid
On dim, dreamy, woodland height
''Far In the cedar.shade."
Where Is he, on whose strong right arm
hoped, when manhood came.
To lean, and. dying. leave In him
An honor 20 the name
Where is my boy! This much know,
Somewhere in Gods domain
Els spirit finds nober sphere,
Redeemed from woe and pain.
Methinks see him, lifted high
Above earth's hiudering ills;
While light from all the works Of God,
His nobler being thrills;
Still walking in the paths which led
HIS eager steps below,
Toward natures wondrous works and ways,
He so desired to know.
But, oh | amid these glorious scenes,
This wondrous spirit-bir h,
Can he forget what swayed his heart
His childhood's loves Of earthi
His latest pulses throbhed for me-
His latest smile and gaze
shone still for me. all faithfully.
From out deuh's gath ring haze.
Then can doubt that love still lives,
Wherever he may be
That he is with his mother there,
And waiting still for me!
From BastrOp.
DIToR FREE PRESS = Since my last /
, received letters of inquiry about Texas,
1 Austria, Silesia, Bohemia, Bavaria and
ssia. Also letter from Genoa. Italy, from
firm of Barbiere & Co., Colononial In
rial office-Emigration- Colonization,
lercial, Agricultural business and indus
i this is due to my advertisements in
ninent German newspapers, at my aex-
,e.
he last named firm has branch Offices at
settles, Trieste and Zurich. and their
don Agt., is P. S. Minich Esq, CIV. I.