Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1841-03-11
Fran The Nc,c Yoyk Eudngeiisi.
A TRUE SKETCH.

A short winter day was Just drawing 10 n
close, as young and poorly clad girl reached
the door of splendid mansion in Becker st.
The servant ushcrcd her into large and elc-
CANT apartment, where sat Mrs NJ, the mis-
tress of so much wealth and grandeur, in con-
vcrsaton with friend. The young girl stood
a moment, then courtcsed, and presented to
Mrs. NJ. small bundle, saying, . | hope the
work will suit you maam
The work is well enough said Mrs M. ex-
aiming it carefully, but why did you not bring
it before 1t is at least a week past the tlmc
it was promised. Unless YOU are more punc-
tual and keep your word better, cannot let
you have any more work.
1t was growing dark, and the room was not
yet lighted, so that the tears that gathered in
the girls eyes could not be seen, but her
voice was very tremuous as she answered,
i did not mean to break my word ma am
but my mother has been much worse, and my
little brother IN chopplng wood cut his foot
so have had to '--hcrc her voice became
inarticulatc, and she hasleucd ont of the room.
That is always the way with these people,
said Mrs M n sick mother, or sick aunt, or
a cut foot, anything for an excuse
Meantime Mary reached the humble dwell
ing she called home. Whether her feelings
lcssly inflicted, or her mothers illness distress
ed her, or her heart sckencd at the thought
of helpless poverty, or it might have been the
contrast between the room she had Just left,
and the room she had Just entered, which
forced itsclfupon her whatever was the cause,
contrary TO her usual serenity and care to ap-
pear as cheerful as possible before her moth
er, she covered her face with her hands, and
leaning upon the rude table before her, burst
into passion of tears. Ii was but for mo-
mcnt, for faint voice from the bed called,
Mary She started from her posture of grief,
and went 10 her mothers bed side. Mary,
dear, wipe your eyes and SIT down by me here,
and read the thirty fourth Psalm; Il will do
Us both good Mary reached down from the
shelf the wellknown Bible, and seated at the
foot Of her mothers bed, IN a subdued voice
read aloud. She had Just finished reading the
verse, Many arc the Affections Of the right
cous, but the Lord dcliycrch him out Of them
ALL when Il gentle tap was heard at the door.
4 little girl, some years younger than Mary
opened II, and lady entered.
/, this where Mary Morris lives"
Mary started from the bed, That IS my
name ma am
'Ah, yes YOU are the one jusi saw. at Mrs.
Ms. inquired YOU out, and have come 10
sec if can be Of any service to you how is
your mother"
The last tnlow candle was dimly burning
beside the bed where Mary had been reading
The lazy went towards II, and took the hand
OF the cmacated. sufferer.
Have YOU any physician
No ma'am. Aiy poor husbands last sick
ness cost me 50 much, that have now moth
ny left to pay one | hope shall get better
10 few days, and then all wall 90 on well -
but now it is very hard for poor Mary.
But you have a high fever and should be
attended to my husband is physician; he
will call and prescribe for you, and here are
some provisions for the children, and Mary
Just open the door, my servant has brought
/ you wheel-bauow load Of wood ready split /;