REMINISCENCE.
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"I saw her Tn childhood,

 A bright gentle thing, Like the dawn of the morning, Or dews of the spring: The blossoms and birds

 Were her playmates all day, Herself as attractive

 And artless as they. met her again,-

 A fair girl of eighteen,- Fresh glitt'ring with graces, Of mind, and of mien, Her speech was all music; Like moonlight she shone The envy of many;

 The glory of one. Years, years fleeted over stood at her feet, The bud had grown blossom The blossom was fruit. A dignifed mother

 Her infant she bore, And look'd more engaging Than ever before. saw her once more;

 Twas the day that she died Heavens light was around her And Faith t her side No wishes to move her, No fears to appal; o, then felt, then,

 She was fairest of al!" C.J.