ibe Qmiita Republican gives

the following history of tljis

production, which (bo London Spectator

has pronounced itie finest poem efer

«wi«e« in America. la t/ie ear/y part of

the war. one dark 6aturduy night in the

dead of winter, there died i« tbo

Commercial Hospital, in Cincinnati, a

young woman, over whose head only two

and twenty summers bad passed. She bad

teen once postered of an enviable tihnre

of beauty, and bud been, as slie bereelf

says, ' flattered and snugbt for the

charms of the face,*'but, alas! upon her

fair brow bad lou£ been written tliat

terrible word-shame. Once the pride of

respectable parentage, ber first wrong

step was the small beginning of the dame

old story over again, which has been the

only hUtory of thousands. Highly

educated and accomplished in manners,

she might have shone in the best

society. But the evil liour that proved

ber ruin came, and having spwit a young

life in disgrace and shame, the 4joot

friendless one died the melancholy dualb

of a broken-hearted outcast. Among ber

pcr| sonal effects was found, in MS., "

The Beautiful Snow," which was

immediately carried to linos B. Heed, a

gentleman of culture and literary

tafent, and the then editor of the

National Uniont which is as fulluws THE

BEADTlPDt BNOW. Ob! the snow, the

beautiful unow, ruling the hky and the

carili below; Over the house tops over

Hit: street, Ctaerthe Iliads of the

people you meet, paneinff, flu ting

skimming along-' Beautiful snow ! it can

detmthlng wroa«-.

l"'y»nxto>:ki«safsirJady*B chuck;

-Cliugia* 40 lips in a /irplicrfotne

freak t . Beautiful snow from the

heavens above, 1 ure as AnjiigQl^gtatle

41 love! Oh 1 thc.snow, tUebeaiilifui

snow. 11-?T ill10 ? " S«t1ier anf faugh

ns tWoo, HJurJfhjf nhemt irfthair

otnd<fenf»K fun," It plays in it» Blee

Mth evttfyine-- . Chasing, laughing,

hurrying-by» l»\'ie.'!tS "Pwkfc* the

eye, iA^id tLo dtfgnj ijhija fcurk and n

l<Wi.d -nJupI- Cl'5'8tals that eddy

around' I liu town Is olive and its

heart in a 'glow lo welcome the coiniug

of beautiful enow. IJnw wildly the crowd

goes swaving along. Hilling oach.nlher

with .humor andsnngT llu» the fiay

sledges like meteor* QshIi by. ni'e V'a

'u?'««nt.,Uieii Ivst to tlie are.

JllnKi(ig, ««injlltg. ya»|,Injr ,|lcy

etJ 1 ' ^vor tht crust «t the beautiful

in "w so pore when It fa1l« fmm ilieiliy

A* tomake one leifret to see it lio, lo

be tranipled'aiid tracked by the

thousands of feet," . ^ .- . Till it

blends with (lie «)fli th thehoriftle

street . Oneo I paa pgre tlie sbow. but

I fell, K« like the snow flalfo* frotti

hfeaven to tell; *e t.i be trampled like

filth in the gtrtet, J ell to be

fluffed, to be spit on and beat. ' '

rieaditng. cumilm, dieat)ii4g lo die.

Selling my soul to WbdeVer would hay; ?

Dealing in sliatue for a morsel of

bread, Hatilie *he !»«?!ng fitid fenrfag

the dead/ ; '? ?Merciful"God I bite I

fatten so lour1?' 'Mi: ' And yet I was

once like the beautiful BtMir. ' Once I

was fair a, the beautiful fendw, f llk»

lt» Once I was loved for my Innocent

grace-v Flattered and .nought ;far the

charms of my . face; Father, mother.

Mater fend sll, God and rojrseif I We

!o»t by iny fall.' '?''If, veriest

wretch that goet ahiircringly 1 Will

wake a wide swoop,'last I wander too

»igb, For all that i« tm or above me I

feoow 1 here's nothing so pure u the

beautiful snow. How Strange it should

4>e that this beautiful .now Should fall

on a sinner with nowhere to gol How

strtage utaoirtd it h* when night comes

again. If the snow and the Ice struck my

desperate biam I Fainting. freezing,

dying alone, Jtl"0. ffor pri.yef, too

weak for % notu Wo hkJionc'd in the

fittest of the crasyjowto Gone road in

the. Joy of liq snow comfntr down; ! ...

" J1;; to and to die in toy terrible

woe, .- . < with a bed «fi^ » phroud jn

the beautiful snow. Helpleit «u4 &>ul a«

the trampled snow, flumef despair notl

Clirlst etpopetibilxf To rescue tbo soul

tliht ii'loSt ID tt« nln, And ralne It

to tile and oujoynient again, GroAmu£,

Weeding, dying for thefe,' f: The

crucified liang on the accuixed tree. ':

His acccnts <if mercy fell soft on thine

.aria thtro nieroy lof toe ? Will tie

fcfeod tkiv prayer? ' , ' Ob, God I In

the etrekm that for sinners did flow* .

: Wash me, and I shall be whiter thin

snow.