From Grahsm's Msgszins.
THE MAIDEN'S SORROW.
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Seven long years has the deser, rain


Dropped on the clods that hide Thy face;
Seven long years of sorrow and pain


have thought Of Thy burial place.
Far on the prairie. OF the West


None who loved thee bchcld thee die
They who hesped the earth on thy breast
Turned from the spot without sigh.
There. think on iha, lonely grave,


Niolets spring in the soft May shower
There. in the Summer breezes wave


Crimson phlox and moccasin flower
There the turtles aligh,. and there


Feeds with the spotted fawn the doe
There. when the Win;er-woods are bare


Walks the wolf on the cracking snow.
Soon wilt thou wipe away my tears


Yesterday the earth was laid
Over my father, full Of years,
Hir. whose steps have watched and stayed
All my work {, finished here;


Every .lumber. that shsts my eye
Brings the farms Of the lost and dear


Shows me the world Of spirits nigh
Thi, deep wound that blesds and aches
This long pain, a sleeples. pain
When the Faihcr my spirit takes


| shall feel il no more again.