Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1897-07-08

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BHTERs BHAxcH. July 8. 1897.
Nes<Ss Editors The Branch i IN !.
perfect state Of quietade II this time and
peace still reigns supreme. ThreehIng
wheat seems to be the order Of the slns
now and the yield is pretty good. Since
the last warm and moist spell set ia the
corn crop has made q tremendous groeth
and az this time there bids fair 10 be an
average crop. The tobacco crop Is Look
ing well and growing aneIy. Wen the
girls are all well and looking beautiful
and charming, and are lively as crickets.
see that Mr. C. w. Powell has been
appointed postmaster at Leonardtown
! hope that Dir. Powell viii make as
accommodating, good and efficient post
master as the outgoing postmistress has
been. Mrs. Key has made good and
efficient postmistress. and has always
been pleasant and accommodating to All
the patrons Of the Office, and she win be
greatly missed and regretted by all. for
Mrs. Key was a lady in every sense of
the word.
Miss Lizzie Turner has been In the Of
nee for the last eight years. and her mr.
Danity, good manners and accommodate
ing ways have earned the good win of
every one. And in all that time have
yet to hear of one mistake made in the
allotment and disbursement OF the mails
Mrs. John b. Thompson and her sis
ter. Mrs. Robert J. Heard. and their ave
children, who had been making an ex-
tended visit TO relatives and friends In
the "old country for the last year. re.
turned 90 their home in Baltimore June
18th, all in excellent health.
Farewell! word that has always been
and win forever remain. Alas. how sad
and lonely the feelings which that sim
pie word engcndcrs to the mind II
strikes chord which reverberates 10 the
inmost recesscs ofthe heart. With how
ever much of confidence we may look
Forward to the future, however broadly
the angel Of Hope may spread her gilt
tering wings, cloud will overshadow
US, and the beautiful vision will fade
from our view; for the lips that speak
may soon be forever closed. and the
cherished one gone, where affections
silvery tones will fail to recall the loved
and lost one. Ask the mother as she
sees her first born leave the old roof |
tree, so wrestle alone with the cold and |
unfeefing world, il the sound of that |
word has not caused the bitter tear to |
flow Mark that shade of sorrow that |
her kindly face wears whenever the |
memory of that parting recalls to her |
the loved one who has left the home nest |
to struggle with the world. Farewell |
IL recurs to her in her saddest moments |
as well as in times OF joy and pleasure,
end again IL renews that sad moment |
when she parted with her boy, and she |
sees in Imagination the manly struggle |
that he is making for her sake. Lightly
IL falls from lips of the thoughtless
youth IS he passes gaily on, little think
ing of the depth of meaning hidden in |
the word, or that to his heart il may /
come as the sound of grief. Farewell
II whispers from among the summer
zephers and signs in the autumn wind.
IL mingles with every cup of joy and
clouds the moments of sadness and pain.
The bride, as she leans trustingly upon
the arm Of him for whom she loves to live,
while yet the bridal kiss is warm upon
her lip. even while from her eye beams
the pure happiness of the soul, turns
and weeps to bid farewell to the home
of her childhood, and as she clasps in a |
fond embrace the dear ones left, the tear
dimmed eye and quivering lip give clear
evidence of the grief within. Fare-thee-
well, though il carries with il many an
ardent wish for happiness, yet II is
mingled with sad misgivings.
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