The gold leaf. [volume] (Henderson, N.C.) 1881-1911, 1890-02-06

Their throne was of fairest, sweetest flow
And " suffer little children to come unto
me"
Was written in blossoms on an arch above.
And on it perched spotless dove.
With harps and songs of sweetest parise,
They cbanted their little childhood lays,
And led little Janet upon the throne,
Then Jesus smiled upon the beautiful
And placed the crown on their fair little
Queen.
Twas a picture worthy the Courts of
She was radiently beautiful beyond COM
pare,
With cheeks of roses and golden-brown
hair,
And eyes like 'violets washed in dew.
That sweet, soft violet akin to blue.
And two little dimples played hide and
seek
'Mongst the roses on the fair Young cheek.
Her crown was of flowers of fairest hue,
And oh how it sparkled with diamonds OF
And radient smile played Ger her face
SO full of love and Heavenly grace.
Oh had reached the very acme OF bliss
When felt something coil tightly about
my neck.
| thought of the serpent in the Garden of
Eden.
And wondered if Satan dared invade
Heaven,
Dared invade the realms of bliss,
Dared invade a scene like this.
Then 1 heard merry, ringing laugh.
And was almost smOOthered with kisses
" Oh Mama. who are you talking to,
Have you seen little Janet? l heard you
say SO,
And is she beautiful angel there.
With harp of gold-and golden hair.
And has she got any dolls and playthlngs
there?
dreamed about my little sister, last night,
And oh she was 80 BEAUTIFUL and bright
And | dreamed she was leaning Oh Jesus
breast
And had a real live dol! baby all dressed.
Oh Mama, want to go to Heaven too
And see little Janet,-now Mamma don't
yOu?
pressed her to my aching heart
And felt that she WAS OF my soul part
Then raised my eyes to Heaven above.
And thanked God for this little heart full
Of love
Thanked Him for leaving her t" comfort
fort me.
Thanked Him that one little sunbeam
| could see.
Azrael left his shadow On my heart and
life,
And my beautiful dreams are shattered
and gone;
But l think they are shadows OF things
above,
Or else the essence of angel love.
Still here at my fireside are too racdnt
chairs
And all the playthings that used to be
theirs,
And my heart, like the murmuring sea-
shells sigh,
Echoes and re-echoes the sad Goodbye
Yet there are two bright riffs in my dark
clouded sky,
A Husbands love that hold so DEAR
And my little brOwn-eycd girl is here
For them must live and make life bright
And must hide my own cares out of sight.
slept and dreamed of Heavens beauties
! l awoke to life with all its duties,
And dread realities.
| My heart sunk low in the clouds OF despair
| And l felt that I'd faint under my Cross
But the Angel of Hope
Held Faiths telescope -
| Through which HeGUen seemed SO near.
And through it see my guiding Stars,
My two little angels peeping through Heav
ems bars,
Reckoning me onward to the realms o
bliss
Reckoning me onward with smile and
Yes, Heaven is beautiful-aEd grand-an
fair,
And | dreamed all my loved ones al
gathered there.
And a Saviour's love that casteth out fea
Is the only healing bruised hearts hold dea
l looked and read on Heavens tOpmO
dome
Jesus our Saviour--Home Sweet Home !!
knelt with a heart bowed down with wo
And prayed as | ne0er had prayed before