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Saunders Fyfe,
" But a few short years o' love an' gladness flew by , on the light \ vings o' a meteor , ere Marion ' s fate was joined to mine , in the sacred bands o ' holy wedlock ; an ' happy as weel as holy was the union o ' our twa young hearts , which beat as if there had been but ae pulse an' ae fountain o' life ' s troubled stream , to keep them baith in motion . Marion was not only the light an' the life o' my ain soul , but the pride an' pattern o' the hail country-side . She was a guid creature , '
an' alike kind to gentle and scrapie . —To me she was aye loving an faithfu ' , an' nae doot she ivas a fond affectionate mother , ane wha was carefu' o' tbe temporal an' eternal weelfare o' the bairns , when they were alive , puir things , an' toddlen aboot her lap ; but it was the loss o' them ( for death ' staph in , an' took away the tane after the ither ) that first broke in wi' a crash upon our happiness . Alary was the auldest o' the three lassiesan' ere she was seventeen fell the victim o' a
, slow an' lingering , but far ower sure and fatal consumption . Her death was the first , an' I then thocht the heaviest stroke that Providence had to lay upon us , but , alas ! man is a frail short-sighted mortal , an ' ower often repines when he has mair reason to bless God , an' be thankfu ' for a' His tender mercies ; for even at that hour , whan oor wail was
at the loudest for the loss o' her wha was streekit in the coffin , the -spoiler was at wark on the vitals o' my twa youngest bairns , Alargaret and Alarion . They were twins , an' as like to each ither as twa little stars sparkling i' the blue lifts o' heaven ; in their mind , as weel as in their outward form , there wasna a shadow o' difference an' whatsaever affected the one , was invariably felt by the other . Tbe loss o ' their sister made a deep an' dangerous impression on their speerits ,
an' frae that clay forward there wasna to be seen a glad smile pass ower the cheek o' my bonnie young twins . Tbe change was mair and mair visible every clay , an' my heart filled whenever my een rested on their fast-fading though still lovely forms . Their mother didnaesae soon see what was coming , but in the fondness o' her heart , she aye tried to wean them back to the joys they could nae longer partake , or even look without sichand sometimes a tear o' despondency The
upon a , . > heavy hand o' death was pressin sair on their young hearts , an' a' their innocent thoughts were turned on the grave , an' the joys that were awaiting them in a future an' a better world . At length the day arrived which was to sum up their sufferings in the cauld faulds o' a windingsheet ; and dark a dreydfu' as that awfu' hour may be to tbe uiiregenerated dy ing sinner , it was to them onl y the calmness o' sleep to a wearie child .
" It was the back end o' the year , an the autumn leaves were flickering frae the trees , an ' twirling themselsintilheaps o' melancholy stillness i' the ditches an' corners o' the kirk-yard . The bud o' spring , an' the fa' o' the leaf , are trying times for sic as lac strength ; and sae it fared wi' my ain offspring , wlio for some time past had retired to rest at an earlier hour than usual , partly that they might sough and sleep i' their hed , an' partly that they might commune wi' ane anither on death , the into their
grave , an' the warld to come , an ne ' er did I forget to gang closet to bless them , baith e ' enin and mornin ' . Lang had my heart bounded wi' love and joy as my ee-rested on their innocent slumbers ; but sad and sorrowfu' was my last visit to that sacred chamber , made still more sacred by the presence d death , divested o' a' his terrors . My stap was slow , an " far lighter than my heart , as I approached the bed where they were lying fast asleep , an' lock-it in ane auither ' s arms . Ay , they were fast asiecp , but it was the lang sound sleep o' death . VOL . iv . 3 , l
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Saunders Fyfe,
" But a few short years o' love an' gladness flew by , on the light \ vings o' a meteor , ere Marion ' s fate was joined to mine , in the sacred bands o ' holy wedlock ; an ' happy as weel as holy was the union o ' our twa young hearts , which beat as if there had been but ae pulse an' ae fountain o' life ' s troubled stream , to keep them baith in motion . Marion was not only the light an' the life o' my ain soul , but the pride an' pattern o' the hail country-side . She was a guid creature , '
an' alike kind to gentle and scrapie . —To me she was aye loving an faithfu ' , an' nae doot she ivas a fond affectionate mother , ane wha was carefu' o' tbe temporal an' eternal weelfare o' the bairns , when they were alive , puir things , an' toddlen aboot her lap ; but it was the loss o' them ( for death ' staph in , an' took away the tane after the ither ) that first broke in wi' a crash upon our happiness . Alary was the auldest o' the three lassiesan' ere she was seventeen fell the victim o' a
, slow an' lingering , but far ower sure and fatal consumption . Her death was the first , an' I then thocht the heaviest stroke that Providence had to lay upon us , but , alas ! man is a frail short-sighted mortal , an ' ower often repines when he has mair reason to bless God , an' be thankfu ' for a' His tender mercies ; for even at that hour , whan oor wail was
at the loudest for the loss o' her wha was streekit in the coffin , the -spoiler was at wark on the vitals o' my twa youngest bairns , Alargaret and Alarion . They were twins , an' as like to each ither as twa little stars sparkling i' the blue lifts o' heaven ; in their mind , as weel as in their outward form , there wasna a shadow o' difference an' whatsaever affected the one , was invariably felt by the other . Tbe loss o ' their sister made a deep an' dangerous impression on their speerits ,
an' frae that clay forward there wasna to be seen a glad smile pass ower the cheek o' my bonnie young twins . Tbe change was mair and mair visible every clay , an' my heart filled whenever my een rested on their fast-fading though still lovely forms . Their mother didnaesae soon see what was coming , but in the fondness o' her heart , she aye tried to wean them back to the joys they could nae longer partake , or even look without sichand sometimes a tear o' despondency The
upon a , . > heavy hand o' death was pressin sair on their young hearts , an' a' their innocent thoughts were turned on the grave , an' the joys that were awaiting them in a future an' a better world . At length the day arrived which was to sum up their sufferings in the cauld faulds o' a windingsheet ; and dark a dreydfu' as that awfu' hour may be to tbe uiiregenerated dy ing sinner , it was to them onl y the calmness o' sleep to a wearie child .
" It was the back end o' the year , an the autumn leaves were flickering frae the trees , an ' twirling themselsintilheaps o' melancholy stillness i' the ditches an' corners o' the kirk-yard . The bud o' spring , an' the fa' o' the leaf , are trying times for sic as lac strength ; and sae it fared wi' my ain offspring , wlio for some time past had retired to rest at an earlier hour than usual , partly that they might sough and sleep i' their hed , an' partly that they might commune wi' ane anither on death , the into their
grave , an' the warld to come , an ne ' er did I forget to gang closet to bless them , baith e ' enin and mornin ' . Lang had my heart bounded wi' love and joy as my ee-rested on their innocent slumbers ; but sad and sorrowfu' was my last visit to that sacred chamber , made still more sacred by the presence d death , divested o' a' his terrors . My stap was slow , an " far lighter than my heart , as I approached the bed where they were lying fast asleep , an' lock-it in ane auither ' s arms . Ay , they were fast asiecp , but it was the lang sound sleep o' death . VOL . iv . 3 , l