The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1844-04-29

~ in full operaton but suddenly every thing became
perplexed and disorded. As fast as he could put
machine in order, there came man with great
white pocket handkerchief the very waving Of which
disconnected every thing Discouraged, he had
thrown himself on seat in despair when soft hand
was upon his brow, and gentle voice spoke words of
comfort. Gamma. Anna! is it you ~ he murmured.
The sound of his voice awakened him, and he star
ted for there was indeed hand upon his brow, but
it that Of his mother. "Siy you are restless
tonight you have too heartily of Mrs Wntsons
nice supper, you were talking in your sleep, hut
could not make out what you said.'
vi was dreaming believe" said Henry, rubbing
his eyes and trying to look very cheerful
swell, wont disturb your dreams, for You are
too good to have bad ones; but thought I'd just run
in and tell you that Squire Greenwood has been in
here to-day and would like TO have you reap that
field of grain tomorrow. believe you promised 10
do il for him, hero your kerssy blues and your
linen jacket have been mending them to- day and
thought maybe You would want them carly in the
morning. There, now let me give you mothers
kiss, for though you are young man, seems but
day since you were an infant in my arms
She kissed his broad forehead, and as she did so
stopped TO gaze a moment upon the features Of her
darling boy, her first born.
The good woman little knew how grateful ut that
time were her kind words and gentle looks They
came like dew upon flowers and he would now have
slept sweetly, soohed by that blessed opae n moth
ers love, had not n of dsquietude appear
ed. The field of grain which he Ind kindly promi4-
cd to reap for the old gentleman joined the red cot
tage. Stratton would in all probability call on Anna
the next day, and there would he be in his home
Snadc working day dress, humble laborer-the oh.
ec, Of derison, perhaps, TO the city bred stranger.
One moment he resolved 10 spend the day in fishing,
and send fine of trout TO Miss Anna at even.
ing.
Then again, it work Of love. He had prom
ised the gentleman it should be done th,t week. 1t
was no hrelng task, Cor his ather,M Mr. Aherton,
man swell to do in the world" The large river
farm Il was called was of the best in the
township, land rendered doubly valuable by the new
methods Of agriculture which Henry and his father
had introduced. Bot the old soldiers income was
small, and his health feeble but his neighbors
very kind in assisting him to manage hs home lot of
four or FIVE acres. twill be disappointment TO the
good old man, thought Henry, and why should be
ashamed Of wearing clothes spun by mothers hand
or Of tillng the EARTH Labor is dishonor. 'The
rank is but the guinea's stamp, The mans the goud
for a that And if ! should never be able obtain
Anna--b nt then dark shadow land he turned 10
think Of something else. Finally the clock struck
the hour of midnight and making desperate resolu-
ton, that whatever happened, he would reap the fgId
of wheat the next day, he fell asleep.
How different that hour passed by young
S,raton He had gone to his lodgings n, the Village
Tavern, and was regaling himself with principle, II
bottle Of champagne, and Bulwers last
Now and then a cloud Of smoke obscured his book,
and as his mind diverted from that, the face OF
Anna occurred TO him and he would muer to him
self GA beautiful piece of workmanship that old SOL
dier's daughter-do for model 10 Thorwadsen,
must 60 tomorrow and her-poor as poverty
they say-so, of course, must keep clear of any
rious attention, my good fathers face would turn
into thunder cloud. But little Irritation off here
in Vermont will do no hurt. But stop; here am at
Pompe with the old Egyptian priest performing his
horrd rites. This Buwer ! What powerful wri-
ter
Then curling his hair (start not my gentle Yer
mont render, but when next yeu some stratlon,
fresh from the city, ask those waving locks if they
have not been immured in some paper prison) per-
Tuning his mustache and whskers, and preparing his
dressing gown and Turkish slippers for the morning.
he too fell asleep.
Concluded next week.