The daily Cairo bulletin., 1883-09-16
BIRTHDAY POEM.
FOR MY DEAR FRIEND, MRS, MAMIE Y0sT,
ON THE OCCASION OF HER FlFrlETH
BIRTHDAY, AUGUST 92, 1883,

FOR MY DEAR FRIEND, MRS. MAMIE YOsT
ON THE OCCASION OF HER FlFTIETH
BIRTHDAY, AUGUST 92, 1888.
WITH THE LOVE or ADELINE O. GEORGE.
Through nity years of seed time and OF harvest
Through hfty years OF changing snow and rain
The steady sun has kept his race unchsngng
| Il Unhoedng even mortal, grief and pain,
A little branch upon lifo's tree vast spreading
| Put forth Its life, just dfty years ago;
Aud how the eyes that saw and blessed Its coming,
Frightened and shone, parents love may know,
| Smiles and soft kisses cheored the little infant
Precious beyond the airest, purest pearl,
And from the mothers heart warm prayers as
cGnded
For blessings on the darling little girl
But time passed on, and years brought bitter sorrow
Grief early rested on the fair young head
And the young heart learned -addest seltreance,
Weeping above the tender mother dead
Not crushed forever was the girls bright spirit,
Not forever sileDced happy song,
For Hope arose, amid the gloom and silence
And whispered, winter will not linger long
Aud so, from depths Of tender grief and sorrow,
Life bloomed again as lovely AZ before,
And love, with all It's beauty and its sunshine,
iIFilled the young heart from m unMdiug store,
Sweet years Of peace why could you not have
fingered;
Why must your gentle foot steps fly SO soouY
Why should the sky lose all It's glowing brightness
Before the life has told the hour Of noon
Why must the loving heart be wrung with anguish
We cry aloud-alas It's still must be
"All my fe's biss from thee, my love, Was given
All my life's JOY is III the grave with thee,
But when the fret burst Of our grief over
Aud even despair is powerless to destroy,
We earn each day, how life may be supported,
Strengthened aud fed without the aid of Joy
We earn to dry the tears ofuseless passion
To act with strength a brave and noble part,
And check the burning wish to hasten madly
Down TO that grave that holds the broRen.hoau.
From that atlll grave, on which the gr SIS is grow
Ing,
No second love has yer learned to spring,
Faithful, indeed, the love is that remembers
After such years Of change and suffering
Yet from the love that lives and cannot perish,
one fragile blossom plying time has left,
Cne precious gift remains TO cheer the spirit
OF her whose heart has been 20 sore berrit
Still In all sorrJws has that heart been lifted
To the Great Heart that knows all human woe.
Sull has the patient spirit meier forgotten
In all her grieis the one safe place to 90
SO has the branch thstsprang into existence
Jnst fifty years ago, tiny shoot
Grown fair with leaves and bright with starry
blossoms,
And, pruned with care, has brought forth pariec,
fruit
And when, atlast shall cone the time Of harvest
And fruit by Angel hands be gathered in,
We will not fear the record Of the Master,
Iflife eternal We have tried to wiz.
Oh what little time VIII seem these years Of trial,
These nifty years Of Patience and OF Pain
When, past the entrance OF the silent portal,
We hear the welcome Of the HeavealY strain
And what trihc all these bitter sorrows
That left their pain within this weary breast,
five can hear our Heavenly Father saying
1T is enough Come home, my child, and rest
50 may we leave your years oth past and present,
WIN Him who sends alike the wall and song
Sure that in Heaven we shall learn the secret
Oi all these years, 80 mOurniCl and ~ long