Salt Lake Times | 1890-05-08 | Page 3 | The Spirit Rosebud

iE. SHIRK ROSEBUD. ' la dead speak low, gup light; r traiiquel Is her rest! in; hands were placed last night iu her waxen tin-ast rlien the morn broke calm and bright, I dnep was our despair, ized upon her face so white, saw a sweet smile there. rournitiK mother sobbed aloud ilie her darling scanned; niile each bead in sorrow bowed fixed within Its hand ' rosebud, fresh and sweet, I'h round its perfume shed. , tUis," she moaned, "is emblem meet my dear, precious dead!" iaj-, while sorrowing neighbors stood line sweet flowers of spring, y rosebud, red as blood, ived slsns of opening. . . re the funeral rites were through b mourner In the room ?il with astonishment to view bud burst In full bloom. ' ' 'rgyman, with trembling vole deep emotion, said: my sorrowing friends, rejoioal baby is not dead I n his loving tenderness, token sweet has given, he who budded In distress ooming now in heaven!" ocis 8. Smith in New York Weekly.