For the Columbian Fountain,
"MY MOTHER DEAR. ?,

BY REV. NEWTON HEsToN.
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MY MOTHER DEAR.


BY REV. NEWTON HEsToN.
knew an orphan child. One day as stroll
ling through the Monument Cemetery, ane
reading the inscriptions on its tom bstones,
met this child. She stood upon the grave 0
her mother; her heart was swelling with grief
and in bitter anguish she said, .Afy Mothe
dear, come back


Awake! my mother dear,


The ground is cold beneath my feet,
Why slumber here away from home,


Where storm and tempest loudly beat.
MY Mother dear, awake!


Oh stay no longer sleeping here,
"A dismal, dark, and silent place,


And all around thy grave is drear.
"My Mother dear, come back 4"


One year ago we laid thee here,
But oh, forever shall it be-


Will not thy voice announce thee near2
But silent why art thou?


| wander near thy grave alone,
| call and bid thee come away,


Oh, why not hear my silent moan2
Say, win thou meier awak


To home, sweet home again return?
Meier leave thy damp and silent grave,
And cause our hearts with joy to burn2
pause 10 hear thee speak


Alas! the vital spark has fled;
must believe the dreaded truth,
For oh, "My Mother dear, is dead!"
PHILADELPHIA, 1886.