Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1844-11-08
MISCELLANEOUS.
The Little Chimney SWenn.

6 Adolphus and James" is the title of good
little book published by our friend J. S. Taylor,
145 Nassau street. 1t has several very interest
ing stories in it, one of which affected us deeply.
1t is about little boy named Charles, who
the son OF very rich lady in London. Charles
was aneonly child, and was deeply beloved by his
widowed.mother, who was the countess of Bel
Vile. Lady Bellville pious, good woman,
and sought to have her darling boy love God also.
But Charles was Wild dsobedient child and
cared very little for the instructions of his kind
mother She omposed many little prayers for
him to learn, but he never committed but one Of
them to memory, which he would repeat in care
less manner when he went to bed Charles grew
very thoughtless, and gave his good mother much
pain about the welfare of his soul.
One day servant came and told lady B. that
Charles was lost-that for more than an hour they
had been looking for him, but could not find him.
He had been left alone playing in the garden, and
when sought for could not be found Every
means were employed to learn what had become
of him, but all III vain. One person had seen
little boy playing on the banks Of the river, and,
passing few moments after, he was not there
The mother thought this was her own little
Charles, and thai he was drowned. She mourned
for him as dead. She caused to he culptured up
on tomb child kneeling, and had inscribed up
OH the marble the little prayer he used to repeat,
that she might have it before her.
One, two and three years passed, and no lidlngs
came of poor Charles. Lady B. used to examine,
in her walks in the city, every boy she met who
would have been of his age, hoping that he was
not dead, but she was always compelled to end
her search in the deepest sorrow, that the boy was
rot her own darling son,
One day, on returning from the country, she
saw, with surprise, on entering her{saoon, little
chimney sweep leaning against the JAM He was
very sorrowfu, and in spite Of the SCOT which
covered his face, might be his white skin and
his extreme thinness. His head rested upon his
breast; the poor child was weeping, and large
tears rolled down his cheeks, leaving white traces
upon his dark face
C What is the matter, child;'' asked the coun-
tess.
Nothing, madam-t is nothing. We are
come to sweep your chimney. My master is up
on the roof, he is coming down."
But why do you weep?"
1t is because,'' trying to restrain tears, " be-
cause"
Take courage, my boy, said the good lady,
tell me your troubles
6 1t is because my master will beat me again
.4g ain, you say; does he beat you often?'
Almost every day, madam
And for What!'
Because don't earn money enough. When
return at night, after having cried out all day
without having obtained any work, he says have
been idle; but | assure you madam, it is not my
fault; cry out as loud as can, and nobody calls
me; can't force people to let me sweep their
chimney.
But, then, every day does not pass without
work, and then your master does not whip you,
said the countess.
We'll, madam, then he says to me that DOM
climb fastenough; that | don't scrape hard enough
and when come down he strikes me again; AND
all the time do all that | can. More than once
have run the risk Of falling; yesterday hurt my
leg; you see, madam, my pantaloons are worr
through at the knees, and the poor boy wept bit
tery.
But, then, when you work better said The
good lady,
Oh. when work better, then he is content tt
scold me-
\ And how much do you gain each day"
- Nothing, only he gives me my food; but SO lit
hat very often go to bed hungry
Ah, WELL will speak to your master
Dino, madam, he will beat me more yet.
eaIaplain to nobody, but in the evening to -
NAOMI
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