The gold leaf. [volume] (Henderson, N.C.) 1881-1911, 1888-08-16
HENDERSON. y, &,
THURSDAY. AUG, 16. 1889,
<fPHE D0TE,'' 4 COMPARIsON TO
P0E.S CRAVEN"
fRalri.h Y ,te Chronicle.l

Raleigh - ,te ChroRicte.I
Once mon SKINNER evening, as / lay re-
posing. dreaming,
While the twink ling stars were cleaning.
and their light was family beaming,
Through the window ut my FooIH, suddenly
beside NY pillow,
like thr nurllIur ~ Il billOg, mid the
shadow and th9 gloom,
There was heard geatle sound. floating
on the air around,
AS an echo from above, and i. Walking saw
dove
Prrcll,rd upon the wlitened head Of a statue
near my bed,
lone heart to -4atlgc With Yn'lng.
like All angel frOm tic >ky, VI spirit how
ring nigh.
nibae ] lay entranced and dreaming.
startled by the echo stcn:ing
10 Dc whispered from above, i'll tie star
light family cleaning,
With It's form Of i,eauty beaning, l beheld
the stfoHy dove.
With a thfitl Uf wonder gazing OF the ySl-
tor amazing,
l demaI.lrd. who arc you?" And the
gentle bird Of whiteness,
With it, robe of snowy brightness, answer
ed viii. q Coo;
81 am sent" IL said, from Alden, by a
fair and lovely maiden,
With "a message unto thee; | am sent TO
sOOthe thy sorrow,
Bid thee from despair to borrow hope that
thnH Aer face shall SEE
FoT THY cherished one is living, and her
thought, to thee is giving,
On bright and distant shore, and L come
her carrier dove,
With a m'osage from thy loTc, WHO'S thine
forever more.
By this joyful news excited, rapturcd, raw
ished and delighted,
l, the snowy bird addressing, asked with
earnest voice enquiring.
What my SOUL was most desiring, that F"F
name to nae expires az,
lie would set my heart at rest, stall tlae tu-
malt In iHy breast
And assure me that my maiden, in that dis
tamt feld OF Alden
Waited for Ire on that shore, would DC
mine forever more.
Then spoke with greater fervor, l the
maiden ardent lover;
"'DOeS my own departed live?" Go the
bird 0f wilderness iiSt n4ng,
While my eager eyes were gliosening, fol-
the answer he should giVe.l
Tell IAr, Q, thou cisy:cr dove, of my alb
sent cherished love.
Whom | knew in days of yorc. Has she
passed the shining portal
OF the blessed land Immortal, going
thre19k the golden deer?
Does She move in @igkt and splcRdor, dc
the graceS all attend her
On that fair and distant skOre?"
Words and tones and leaks revealing a Il
my depths af inward feeling,
Moved, affected hy my pleading, and my
anXitNI question needing,
Thus the dove my soul discerning, answer
made, these words returning:
-'In the distant fields Of Alden, on a bright
elysian sherc,
'Dwclls a fair and lovely maiden, and Ter
name Is gilmore,
Mid the flowers about her blooming, mid
the OdOrS, sweet pertaining,
All the balmv air around, she, arrayed in
robes Of whitencSS,
Walks, an angel in her brightness, with a
wreath immortal croYRcd."
Then the bird, his wing unfolding, left nc,
as lay btholding,
Filled with transport and delight, with a
soft SonOrOuS COO,
Nodding, bidding me adicu, through the
open window flew
Out into the gloomy night. Gut the bright
enchanting vision
Saf the distant fields elysiap, and my cher
iShcd Gilmore,
As fair and lovely maidcu, dwelling in
the land of Alden,
is my light forever more. There shall l.
my loved one greeting,
At our future early meeting, on that dis
tant, radiant shore
With ccstatic Joy and gladnesS free from
parting, pain and sadness,
'Slasp again my ElinAle, cal her mine for
over more.