And, while I gazed with all a father's pride,
Concealed a joy, worth all on earth beside!
How changed the scene!
In every favorite walk
I miss thy flying steps, thy artless talk;
Where'er I turn, I feel thee ever near;
Some frail memorial comes, some image dear.
Each spot still breathes of thee-each garden flower
Tells of the past, in sunshine, or in shower;
And, here the chair, and, there the sofa stands,
Pressed by thy form, or polished by thy hands.
My home, how full of thee!-But where art thou?
Gone, like the sunbeam from the mountains brow;
But, unlike that, once passed the fated bourn,
Bright beam of heaven, thou never shalt return.
Yet, yet, it soothes my heart on thee to. dwell;
Louisa, darling child, farewell, farewell!
In the close vicinity of Forest Pond
, another of the most charming of those ornaments which it would seem nature had provided with express reference to the present use of these grounds, will be noticed a simple Egyptian
pedestal, surmounted by a short obelisk, erected by Mr.
;” and beyond this a monument, the taste of which is attributable to Professor
,” whose name it shows, together with the following records:--
John R. Webster, obt. 1820, aged 18 months.
Harriet W. Webster, obt. 1833, aged 10 years.
Grant Webster, obt. 1797, aged 80.
John White, obt. 1805, aged 80.
Sarah White, obt. 1807, aged 77.
Elizabeth Davis, obt. 1812, aged 76.
Redford Webster, obt. 1833, aged 72.
Hannah Webster, obt. 1833, aged 67.