Year: 1863

To Miss Bette F*+.#.
Deep enshrined among the faces of happy


"auld lang syne,"
There's memory fondly clustered round that
20 gentle face of thine; -a.. .
Calling back to me so vividly, thy little school


girl ways
Thy bounding heart and footstep from "the light


of other days"


knew thee Bette, then as now, with heart so


kind and true


friend indeed to all the boys who with thy


childhood grew;
That in the future thou would'st prove when


grown to wonan's state,


A prize TO any thou would'st have to be thy


chosen mate.
Who e'er he be whose winning face returns thee


smile for smile;


Or whose warm and earnest glances cheer thy


trusting heart the while; .
This much know. if true to thee, thou'lt be to


him a sOife,


In all the import of that word, through every


scene of life!


No longer left to make choice from faces sweet


and fair,


I ,loaO can ask from thee no more than friend
ships sacred share


Of welcomes hack 'mong other friends to this


my boyhoods home,
Whose hearts felt were with me whereso e'er


CHANGED to roam.
One wish before say, again, adieu to thee and


thine, I
Ere thy bark is borne full freighted "down the


Corridors of Time;''
One earnest wish that thou may'st reach that


land of sw eetest rest,
Where love is one eternal bloom, above among


the blest.
Maysville, KY, May %, '63. ~.


Unrequited Love!


Reader!-have you in all sincerity of
heart, when not single disinterested mo-
tive swayed the passions that slumbered
within, ever truly and fondly loved? Have
you while mingling with the busy world,
with resoluts purpose and steady aim, there
with others to meet in battle array the
cbequered scenes of chequered life. ever
discovered as you stood upon the summit of
your ambition and hopes, one bright. sweet
face from all the many fair, you felt would |
prove the guiding star of your destiny what !
ever might betide? Has your heart ever
thrilled with gladness at the sound of a
familiar voice, whose gentle tones you
wished might lipger forever upon your ear?
whose simple smile was more to you than
the fairest visions that ever lowered around
a poets dream? Whose every word, and
thought, and look, you farcied was as pure
as the love-light of Heaven from whence it
came? Echo answers there are many such
the vast album that contains loving tri-
butte from human hearts, is full of such
memories, sometimes beautiful, but oftenest
sad; sometimes thrilling and tender reality
anon mere myth, before whose shadowy
form YOU were won't to KIN eel; forgetting that
call is not gold that slitters:" call things are
not what they SEEM" To look upon the
dim and 1ickering light of an affection that
only dawned but to die; 10 see vision that
might have been a bright one fade forever
away; to find indifference and doubt have
taken the place of a boundless confidence;
to know no welcome home where once was
a caressing embrace; leaving you to see how
quickly a summer rose can fall. this is near
approach to unrequi:ed love. You know
thou disappointed one, that drug may
close your eyes for a time, but your spirit
cannot always sleep p'unconscious of its pain
it must lie open to its throbbiDgs, distinct
and palpable, sigh for its shroud. aud per-
chance a broken heart for its early grave!