The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1899-06-16

Sweet June roses lightly kissed.
Conscious of their Gueenly beauty,
They deeper crimson blushed
Hid behind their leaty vcrdure
Bowed their heads. and all was hushed.
Save now and then low soft moaning,
From the dove-cot O er the lea,
Came stealing softly on the Stiffness.
Like an echo falnt--to me. ya
In the dusky twilight yondec r-'t-
Looming up are grand cid hills
Which for ages have encircled
Valleys, forests, rocks and rilIs
While here and there are towering oaks
Round which ivy ever tw!nes
And weeping-w!lows bending low,
Beside the tall and stately pines.
The sunbeams .thro' their branches chase
The tcetinE shadows on the walks,
And meath their wide. protecting shade
Long hours we've whilcd in genial talks.
Anon thro' swaying tree-tops tall.
Flits to and fro the oriole bright,
He rests moment. then Is gone.
Like n flash Of golden light.
The fragile dew-drons falling gently,
;, Dream and sparkle thro' the night.
And trembling on their velvet cradles.
Shattered are. by dawn OF light
In childhood days we play ut life
And mimic age In sportive glee,
We blow soap-bubbles--ligh us air
That CLEAN, then vanish Instantly.
We peer beneath the whispering leaves
For dainty viocts hidden there
And paused in rapture us the thrush
Pours forth his music on the air.
Our skilful fingers garands weave,
When sun-k!ssed flowers their leaves un-
We fashion daisy chains which seem
More precious far than those of gold.
With child-lke zeal DER hill and dale
We chase the butterflies all day long
From crimson buds to lilies pail.
and life Is then one joyful song.
All. yes! wo ever search In childhood days
UntlrinE thro' Elcns and shady ways
For inirics gay. our hearts care-frce and
When. stopping low to seize n dancing
spr!te
Wo find. that what to us fairy seems.
Has gone-it fingers only with our dreams.
And when our childhood days have flown
apncc.
Unlaunted by our former frutless chase,
Untiring sun. we seek the buhbe-fame--
y futile thing that merits not n name:
And tho 1t vanishes within our grasp.
Some men have died n:hralled within its
clasp.
Why should VIC gaze with longing ewes.
Back 10 the days the years have lent?
Those days In pleasure. long since spcpt.
Behold! the future smiling lies
Before US. ours to mar or make.
And shall our aim not be to crown our
lives rs
Our hopes. our dreams with great and
noble deeds?
Then; let us ever walk the path tina. leads
On hlSh-for he who late and early strives
With heart and soul the steep ascent to
climb, w
However dark and drear the way NAV bc
That in ana ont winds to eternity
W!l,, IN tho end attain those heights sub
When. all too soon the years have swiftly
And buds .: youth have blossomcd to their
Awaiting then the Masters hand to cul,
alone,
Wen wander back thro' mem'rles sunIIs
ways
Adown its grassy slopes and ycrdant dolls
TIN all bew!ldcrcd by It's endless maze.
Wen pause. but when the sound OF Yes
per bells
Steals softly on tho calm, sweet evening
Wen rest content, and breathe n silcn,
prayer.
Why are the voices sweet of long nro
All silent now? Not one familiar lnv
To greet our ears. All things must mn as
away" ''''
The breezes seem to whisper sef. and Ia,v.
Now forms and fnccs everywhere arc sc"n
on rustic bridE" and by the lmpld spring
While other children 10 our Indy brinr =
Bright flowers of varied tints and ferns n,
green;
All, yes! then we'll awake TO find Mt los,
That our sweet dream of other DAYS hns
passed. '''''
This day of dnwn!ng Womnnhood
Laden with the hopes and fcnrg
The sunshine and the shadows dim
Which hover Ger our future years
Is fraught With memories TINT sir
Within my heart host OF things.
The joyous past from care 40 free
magic rouna The future filings
What has been once. again may be.
Look up alott, the poet sings:
who knows? Among our little band
, May hc one destined to orishInc
An Esther or one favored like
Unto Sicnnn's Catherine.
But tho parting hour has come for ms NJ
last " ~
And lowering near. the Angel Of tho Past
Reminds us that altho' our ways must
part.
A love that grows with time, should bind
anch heart, ''''N
To classulatcs-,who throughout the feet
ing years ''
Iiavo ofttimcs by their smiles Dispersed
our tears.
Shielded woro wo In this world of strife,