Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1844-12-13
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IT was winter Before cheerful fire satan Asesl
man in lonely meditation. 4 he curtain tEis HI /
heavy folds to the floor, casting an ar OF s24s2ss
over The room and excluding the perclnaeala =
Vet tremor passed over the frame OF the nla man.
IA the storm without fell upon his ear.ENss nl
thankful have shelter on such night a
said he drawing his easy chair nearer to 9h
two to the wretch that roans abroad rF
starmn then musing for some time. he beaHts
inc the ROOM aud ever an anon pausinS tnueep
,honoht. which at length found expression; "death
ia a fearful thing to contemplate at amy time, but
in such Il season ms this, methInES | would stfug-
gle hard for life To be placed deep IN the coh ana
frozen earth; no she herself seems to strive to
nreven, the Act and winds her robe Of snow over
her strong breast to prevent admittance with her
breast. When die, may it be in the bright and
JOYOUS spring time when all nature Is lfesh allu
CAV, But bark !surely did not hear knock
for who would venture out on such nISht!" and
opening the door, he saw before him young gill
who begged for sheer in accents to excite pity III
the hardest heart The appeal was enough for
the kind hearted old man; aud drawing her within
the room, he gave her a seat near The fire, and
tried to revive her dropping frame. Alter she had
SO far recovered as TO answer his lnqurIes,she tod
him she was a lonely creature with no friend IN
the world; she had roamed about from place 20
place, living on charity she ha4neyer zsaAAg Aa
,ther or mother, or relative. $780,
The old man still dwelling upon tie
which had for some time occupied HIM. az
if death would not be welcome messenger iR
as she had nothing for which to live, aHA
cared for her,--Would she not be willing faa
and be at rest gem
ooh, ask me not to give up my life, 1t lsaAR
times brioht and 10, Gus. la the lonely s9tspal
the flowers are my friends, the birds speaA
from the trees; and the bee Winds his Tiny Aqt
me, and then wander forth to the green
and life is all sweetness; " Oh, no youtha q
time to die"
Years rolled on; the spring appeared SE9AHAl
bright, the birds rejoiced on every bough, aNa
nature smiled to welcome the biIho Goodess 81
Spring. Bnt the old man had tound new ties e
bind him to the earth; The homeless wandefAliAAAE
now as a daughter to him his interest in AaAs
too strong bond to- be easily broken 1t WA9ANss
10 leave the world now DIS in the cold ande d4f
winter; ace seemed but to strengthen the l0
life. although youth was withcrcd, and natuy
ing, Yet life life only was his desire
Spring passed, and summer with It's MIN
baImy air, visited the earth; the maiden stllA5
cladness Of hear;, and the Old man reJolccd
happiness, for she threw JOY and bliss arounds e.
happy laugh rung upon his ear in wild and HsNfk
peais as she watched the flight Of the gay butter
Ay, and her sweet song arose upon the ar as sh
tended her birds and watched the opening OF eac
bud to the light. Time flew swiftly by, yet tn
old man and the maiden were as iondly atta.he
TO the earth as in its spring time. Death game
new horrors as the seasons advanced their sum
mer paths were strewn with flowers. sit was n
time to die"
Autumn, with its purple grape, and down
peach pleasant nutng-t time, took the place {
summer, and brought with it the IightneNs an
joyousuass of cool air aud freedom of the oppre;
sive heat the little maiden tripped through the DIR
leaves, and chased the squirrel with almosEsu
hp a.
she bounded to the side Of the cd man ,As lin 81
under the vines at his door, making gad9 INK
with her bright and happy face, and K
grew young again in her Iightsome Joyou
both little thought of Death. The earthshAl
ed herself in robe of brown and dry eavessal
hid herself from the eye of man-She seenleQ IN
to wish for human company in this her tlinRs.f
changes. {a4ahFs
Winter again returnel again we sec 81
man sitting in his easy chair before the DftRRh II
glowing fire: but he is not the solitary pelAH 1
was before for beside him is one in the tifSE Alll
of youth and grace she is no longer the gag ri
noisy child she is no less lovely, no less ehHppl
but deeper thought steals over her lace' a"u
heavenly radiance sits upon her features, as S
bends over the book from which, liz accents
deep reverence, she reads the word OF UqslslA8t
old man. -, m
What think they now Of death? The 4aeA
both lcoL more restrained, the holy spirit sheds
light upon the way which leadeth to 1 the gEassal
no longer seems dark and lonely. The 9aN
received the heavenly guest into heart Wh1sBR
always been the residence of kindness ana eAAEl
The maiden now dropped daily, but shes.1q1
9 thought it hard to give up life and when tpfs
blast swept over the earth, and robe Of spaAs
veloped it, with robes no less white, she sagE
ceiued inLo its bosom! Then asked the s0A
s'when is the time to die =
y "a holy calm was on his brow It'd
And peaceful was his breath; t
And sweetlyso erhs1eatures stole A
A smile. a. pekad q ISL