Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1886-04-23
7uE THREE SONS.

little son, . boy just five years
old, o, thoughttul earnestness and
cyl Of gentle mold;. -,
m ,nii me That unusual grace IN all MS
ways apP0 "rave and wise OF heart be.
t my All his childish years;
yon" ay how this may be; l know his
face n is ccIhiefest comeliness is his sweet
and se hn,rt ia kind ndfond; know he
loYth" vet his mother more with CRATE
FIJI 'c w,nh others most admire is the
t ..MacuSht that fills his mind,
tnoII for grave, inquiring speech he
av.oorvwhtre doth find.
,p n1estonS doth ne ask OF me Wnen
~ ~. together walk
Nwnrcrly thinks as children think. o
inks as children talk;
.r rns he much for childish sports, dotes
not on bat or ball..
,noks on manhOOu,S WorkS ana ways,
no " aptiy mimics all.
AN, an. hhreart is busy sill. and oftentimes
i,N,,oiughts about this world of ours and
,hhnughts about the next.
.anels at his dear mothers knee, she
~"eochcth him to pray,
.,rangc and sweet and solemn then are
,hrSHords that he will say.
.hould my gentle child be spared to
%monhood's years, like me,
,oirr and IL wiser mani trust that ne will
|, when Whtn I look into his eyes and stroke his
,hOunl,tfu1 brow,
"a mot NOT think what 1 should feel were I to
lose him now.
|ore a son, n second son, a simple child Of
three.
No, declare how bright and fair his little
i~catlrrS be
= liver sweet those tones Of his when he
~rrattles on my knee,
h nos think his light-blue eye is like his
brothers., keen.
/ hs brow so full of childish thought as
his has ever been;
II hs llttle hearts 4 fountain pure OF kind
ana tender feeling,
III his every looks a CLEAN OF light, rich
dcp,hs of love revealing.
hon we walk out, the country folks who
| IA 9 us i'll the street
IN sloutfnr joy and bless my boy, heloolSs
50 mid and sweet.
is he to all, and yet, with cheer
/ III! tone.
hi sing his little song OF love when loft to
snort alone.
!, presence is like sunshine sent to gladden.
more the earth,
comfort us i'll all our griets and swceten
ail our m'rtli.
loud he grow up to ripper years, God grant
his heart may prove
sweet a home for Heavenly grace as now
for earthly love:
hi beside his grave the tears our aching
eyes must dim.
comfort us for all the love that VIC shall
lose in hin.
hayc a son, a third sweet son, his age 1 can
not tell.
pr they reckon not by years and months
where he has zone to dwell.
Us for fourteen anxious months his in
FAINT smiles were given,
BID then he babe farewell to earth and went
TO live in Heaven.
Ian NOT tell what form is his, what looks he
wcarrth now,
pr guess how bright glory crowns his
shining seraph brow,
e thoughts hat fill his sinless soul, the
Nils that he doth feel,
te numbered with the secret things which
God Will not reveal;
nI know, for God hath told mo this, that
hei now at rest,
'hee other blessed infants are, on their
Saviour's loving breast.
|%late'"r DETAILS his brethren twain, his bliss
can never cease,
heir lot may here be grief and fear, but his
Is certain peace
may be that the tempter's wiles their souls
from bliss may sever,
-four own poor faith fail not, he must be
ours forever.
ben We think OF what our darling is, and
VIVA; we still must be,
|len We muse on that worlds perfect bliss
ana this worlds misery,
Aea we groan beneath this load Of sin, and
i"rl the grief and pain,
We'll rather lose Il other two than
have him here again.
.!"tt. Joan MouIrie, in Boston transcript.