The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1843-08-29
Miscellaneous.
Clara Ray m 0 n d.
fConlinued.1
Translated from, The French Of Charlotte du Sor
for The Boston Aiias.


father, passed quickly away Al tho time of his de-
rornre my mother, hanging on her husbands neck,
bcured us with sobs TO take us with him.
"Thnt is impossible, Louisa,' sod no, pressing us
10 his heart
"hndrew returned and placed mo my mothers
.4ree take good caro- Of the liulo one ir
you arc naughty shall DO there be good
.,iL,, said he, smiling, md he ran TO rejoin my
salher
"'IIeavcn bless you, my good Andrew cried my
mother, ms the two disnpp cared from our sight
"Wth them Joy quilted the house. Old Martha
was good to US, my mother was very sad! and MISC
cd Andrew so much For her amusement my moth
or began to occupy herself with my education. She
woswcl instructed, Madame it is TO her care that
owc tho little knowledge possess. Shc sketched
perfectly WE'LL and that my father should endure less
piyaon for us, my mother made her talent useful IN
drawing pretty landscape views Of the country for tho
shop keepers orGcncva. Martha carried tho draw
ngs, received the orders, md brought back the
money. Ny mother went 10 town, my father
Ind forbidden it; and my mother, who ndorcd md re-
spcced her husband, conlormed implicitly to his de.
eres
"she supported with angelic resignation tho sad
life to which she was condemned
"In the same village with us, ncyt door, dweit n
hcrlsman and his wife; they had six children, and
were bringing up n seventh which chance had sent
them. One day the shepherd Of Monster, return
ing from Geneva, entered tho hut Of the herlsman;
Woman said he, to Madeleine, opening his cloak,
hero is n child which you will nurse with your own;
take mothers Of it. II is named Maurice
That is all you can know. . Every month
will send you ten forms, and como TO sec my pro.
tegc!
For three years the nursc's wages were punctnally
paid When the shepherd died his family could give
uontcgence in regard to the parents of Maurice, ex-
Cep that night, in the year 1901, the shepherd
had been called to the hotel des Balances Mt Geneva
lady recently arrived from France, and who, from
her manners, appeared person Of distinction, conf
ded to him her newly horn infant, and gave him tho
necessary to provide for it for two years. Mt the
end of which time it to ho for For the past
year it wns the charitable shepherd who had supplied
from his purse, the neglect OF the guilty mother
"'Nladeleino,' said the hcrdsman, on his return
from Monster, where he had been TO GET this nfor-
nation, I'VE have child the more. BY working
harder, wife, there will be bread for ALL
"Thc forsaken child grew mp under my mothers
poor herself, my good mother could only give from
tho heart; she loved him, and not wishing that no
should be forever destined TO be hordsman, she in
structed him, as sho did her child, all that she
knew.
"Our lessons our joys and our rewards, all
tho same Maurice, Industrious, studious, and gen.
ue rrohed better than myself by the caro- of my moth
or Who would say now, Madame, that was the
mr. ttplI 81, I...l-
srE How many times, climbing
'Ke goat on the steep shelving sides ofSaevn, have
l lett Maurice behind me! And then continuing VIC
ofousy my course have thrown to him in Defiance
'ne beautiful Alpine flowers had gathered on the
tocks' Then, my mother, frightened to me SO
h'sh' clasped her hands in dstress Maurice rcjoned
lana disdaining his assistance, would return
o'und'ng along, and kiss my mother to make her for
sVe me- Maurice adored my mother, and she loved
'''h as though no had been her own child.
u remember. as if It were but yesterday, the day
whon my mother gave Maurice complete now sui.
Oh clothes, which she had been able to buy for him.
ny working two hours later every night to accomplish
nut good Intentions. At sight Of these garments of
"'o cIo'h' well made, such as he had in
us lille, the adopted son Of the herdsman! he bushed
P"'e, MS ncaTt SWcleu, ne could not nnu
words to express his Joy; Como kiss me,
"'y enid" said my mother; Ehcse are for you to 60
'no take lessons at Geneva. Tomorrow morning, at
sun r'se you shall 60. Be very diligent, be very
ea''Ve; and one day, Maurice. you will be great
painter! iyou are good and studous, God will not
abandon you, dear child' .-
NOR you, nor you," cried Maurice casting him
self into my mothers arms.
AS Maurice grew up the sense of his misfortune
~" tue knowledge that he had been abandoned ava
"eea IN his soul the instinct Of an existence entirely
I''ieeept from that to which he seemed to be con-
n''hned lie felt more at homo with us than with
"'e family Of the herdsman, of which he formed a
part Ills grateful heart blessed the humble protec-
WIS Vi his miserable infancy, but he could not SYM
pa'h'se with their tastes, with their habits With
'u'" e was unhappy, constrained; with my mother
"H' happy, ccnfdng, at his ease