The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1891-05-29

Slowly the twilight was gathering in
Meath the rose tinted wings of the west
And softly the sun birds were hushing their
songs
| And silently sinking to rest
But lingering still was lone mocking bird,
| That plaintvely called to its mate,
And seemed, of all nature, the one saddened
thing,
Save form at the low latticed gate.
A fair grlish form with fsultless girl face,
OF the matchless, true Southernly mould
With a faraway look in the great soulful eyes,
That of heart -aches and tears plainly told /;
While held in her hand was snowy rosebud
With jasamine and voets entwined,
That she clasped and unclasped, and fervently
kissed
And in kissing seemed comfort 10 find.
rosebud, jasamine and violets sweet
In you EACH lies long buried dream,
And tonight, with the odor that swells from
your lips,
The Past rushes by as stream
"
o heart, with your sore, ceaseless pain,
From the Present, with all it's anguish, arise,
And we'll gaze on the Past once again.
horseman often passes our gate
A gallant horseman he,
With darksome, laughing, love-lit eyes,
That always smiled on me-
So oft in happy girlhood hours,
sat beside the brim
Of some bright brooklet in the woods
And wondering watched for him.
knew the ways he frequently went
And some mysterious spell
Would HE me there and hold me there
Until knew him well.
And one glad morn he smilingly gave
A rosebud rich and white,
And once he brought jasamne spray,
And once some violets bright.
So time on time we met and smiled
Til one soft summer day
He told me of the love he bore
Had borne for me Away
Then all my hearts long pent up life
Was given to his care,
Aud truth and trust were mine for him,
And trust and truth MY share.
But still, knew twas wrong, all wrong
This love we close concealed
Our fathers lifelong enmity ....
Would to us never yield.
And DER our dreams the doom of War
Burst suddenly one day -
His father donned the Federal Blue,
And mine-Confederate Gray.
And he was of his fathers will,
While must follow mine
He said-his cause was just and right,
answered "mine's divine"
So there we severed soul from soul,
At Dutys stern behest;
And there we buried both our hearts,
While praying peace and rest
On one side stood he and on the other,
With only low, gaping grave between
We silently laid our hearts there together,
As the horsemen filed to the battlescene
Little they dreamed of the bonds that enbound |
us,
Little they dreamed of the heart aching
there,
Little have cared for the woe that onwound us,
Fen had our hearts to the world been bare. |
Little they recked of our love for each other, |
Little they recked of the sharp, piercing
pain,
he stood on one side, on the other,
Never, perchance, to meet there again.
Checked were the tears in their silent confess
sion,
Crushed were the sobs by wild boundless
will,
And sorrow that sought the face for express
sion,
Was sternly badc to forever be still.
Yet, there lay our hearts all bleeding and
broken,
With never a word Of the war-worn tie
tremulous glance was the only lifetoken,
And now and anon a half f-smothered sigh.
80 we buried our hearts from all human
seeing,
secret to all, save Him the most High
still, felt in my soul that no other being
Will love him, can love him, as truly as-I.
| horseman dashed up through the dusky
twilight,
And stopped at the low, latticed gate,
he mocking bird trilled heart-happy song,
II, too, had called back its mate;
md the souls that seemed severed on earth
dom for aye,
Met and merged again into one
md he whispered-while kissing the tear
stains away
"My darling, our sorrows are done;
md, in the long grave that has held our
crushed hearts,
Thro' these fierce, yawning years OF the fray,
Meath white rose, and jasamine, and violet
mound
Wen bury the Blue and the Gray.