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Show Elm Utah State News "J j IN MEMORY OF MARY ROSEABELL (Original.) A little Jewel, rare nnd fair. Came to our peaceful home. Oh, with what Joy wo welcomed her. So glad that sho had comet With bright anticipations I watched my prlzo with care. With a mother's loving patience As I smoothed her flaxen hair. And my planntngs for the futuro, So bright and fair wero they, But they vanished llko n vapor. Like tho morning dow of May. Cherished hopes, how soon they leave us, All earth's castles fade awuy. And our hopes return to grieve us As they pass us in decay. Oh, my darling, how I loved hor, As I pressed her to my breast! But God has called her homo to glory. It may be, ho loved her best. Oh, my darling, how I miss her! Yob, I miss her all tho time; But I'tt not murmur In my anguish. For she's gono with Christ to reign. As I cast my eyes around me, Seo hor playthings everywhere; Here I find her tops nnd dollies, Thero I seo her empty chair. As I wander on In sllenco, See the footprints of her love; Hero her bed or snowy whiteness, With the pillow -laid abovo. Where her llttlo hca'd wos resting. As sho took hor last long Bleep. Ah, somo day I sure will meet her. Sitting at our Savior's root. But tho croHs my Savior gavo mo I will bear with His great love. Teach my llttlo ones thnt story Of tho Christ that reigns nbovo. Mrs. G. Hi Caldwell. Toledo, O. |