Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1844-11-15

parer from Neds hand, he proclaimed in
.heir astonished ears, tidngs of his redemp-
ton.
JOB Woodell ~ exclaimed Ned
Watkins, prefacing the name with loud
oath. "What has brought you to this nom
sense 7" My daughters toUe has brought
me to this sense" was the calm reply, las he
turned with a serious aspect toward the
door.
When he entered his own house, he found
Harry there, standing with Mays hand
clasped in his, and both looking very much
afflicted. May sprang forward with an ex-
clamation of Joy, and twined her arm In
his. go father was sure you would re-
turn, you are so very kind of late"
"But why do you welcome me, my love,
since my arrival will be a signal for Har-
ry's departure And pray what have you
been saying to each other to cause you TO
look so sorrowlul ~
Harry is going TO leave us, papa. He
has adopted your old profession of whal.
ing, and he goes out in the Dolphin, to-
morrow. He was just bidding me farewell,
as you entered"
"Ah how is this thought you low
ed May too well to leave her." said Job,
laying his hand on Harry's shoulder.
81 do do % answered he, with gf,at
emotion, rising to depart; "but what avaiIs
it She refuses to be NINE"
He was hurrying from the room 10 hide
the tears that forced themselves to his eyes,
when Jobs hand detained him. Stop a
moment, my son." said he. " AS you pass
by Dix's grocery, just be kind enough, will
you,to put up this little notice on their door,
| wish TO make it as public as possible"
Harry's eye glanced hastily over it,
"Blessed be God p cried he, his whole
face lighting up with joy. I" Is this true !?
Have you deliberated Are you serious,
Mr.. Woodell ~
Yes, my dear Harry, it is my serious,
deliberate, irrcvocable pledge signed,
sealed and solemnized. Show it to May
she stands staring at US, in dubious won
der"
May needed but one glance. She threw
herself into her fathers arms, and burst in
to tears. Father and daughter wept to-
gether, but they were delicious tears, ex-
pressive of Joy that words could not utter.
Harry's eyes, too, were OVERLOOKING with
sympathy, but he retired to the porch, feel
ing that their joy was too sacred to be wit
messed except by Heaven.
In few minutes Job recalled him.
Taking his hand, he placed it in one of
Mays and held them clasped together be-
tween both his own. My dear children"
said he, some week ago was a witness
and auditor Of the interview you held in
the porch. 1t awakened me to sense of
my great wckedness, and that every mo
ment vowed to reform. have served
weeks noviciate, and feel no desire TO
return to my old life. There lies my
pledge. 1t was written in the haunt, and
amid all the temptations of my old vice.
| read it aloud to my old companions.
They sneered at me, but did not shrink
/ piied them. And now my dear children,
since have done all this for your sakes,
show me your gratitude in making yourself
YES as happy as possible.
How could they refuse a request like
this Harry said nothing further about
going to sea, and in the following autumn,
took May Woodell to his home with the ii
tie of Mrs. Lowell Job lives with them
and has never yet broken, nor repented Of
his Coon REsoLUTIoN