The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1845-09-27

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and at Inst my guost came. Aller a few inmates had
slapsed arose. "a do now, the painter remnncd ~
HE efnbraZured window; suddenly displayed tnf
pictlre and asked him what he thought OF the story
DO you read tho story clearly silf said ;'porhnps
ns II IL mine, YOU will help mo 10 q name for II a
widow, cir, poor widow, believed IN her landlord:
honor and intrustod to hin Il pronissory eier iol
tho renewal oCtho leasa which expired with the
breath of her dead husband. You her There's
bsauy and sorrow arc mingled in her features lie
has taken tho letter and behold you how men ,ay and
rich men too value Their honor; its fragments, Hre on
the carpet--he weghty purse Of tbs rich farmer has
oulwoighed the woman's righteous cause Can you
nnme my picture, sir? llor child her boy, ieols,
though he does not understand the scene e has drop
ped bis mothers shawl; his hands arc cIenehed, II
Sod spares him to be man, lie VIII devise some
great revenge for that njustco.' thought the gen
Ueman turned pale, and knew that my young friend
was crouching in his liar Look you, slr, conln-
ued out Of tho picurGd window, Is not the landscape
vlcasanr tho tree is remarkable; famous tree 10
Northumberland; tho the something elm. And
within, you observe, he accessories are well made
ont; the fierce bouncing on the little dog; the elk ;
hons standing out from tho ptnnclling; and the en-
bIaz)ning Of the shield and arms upon tho wa--lhe
arms are Distinct
MADAM q" no exclaimed, in a voice hardly audi
BIO from agitation, and then paused
'pha scene took place., | continued without heed
ing the interruption, some ten or twelve years past
Is it no, so Edward Grcsham'' | added, appealing
10 the youth.
Ito came forward PALE bot erect in the conscious
ness Of his own recttudo, and satisfied that the great
object Of his existence was attained.
Although was much Ogitacd, saw the eagle eye
or the artist loo! down the hurried glance le unjust
llJss towards him, humbled no was with the
conscious shame that overwhelmed him, lie was
slrickoned suddenly by poisoned arrow; the trans
crpl Of the unhappy story was 50 faithful, the pres
ence Of ho youth 50 completely fastened tho whole
upon him, that there was no mode OF escape and
bis nature was too stolid whatever his deposition
might bo to have the subtle movement OF the Ger
peut about him,
And yJu,' he said tnrnng away while he spoke,
you whom have known for twenty years, have sab
isoled mo 20 this !
30 You acknowledge ia truth, il jusiic, = de-
uanleG the yousg painter; do you acknowledge the
fidelity Of my pencil have loied, ubotcd, suffered
10 show you yuar injustice in it, true colors bat
you, the proud landlord, turn from the orphan boy
WhOm IN open defiance OF every righteous feeling
you sent housoess, homeless, mtheress, friendlesI
upon the world. | see you cannot meet my eye for
Shame. Az, ny, proud gentleman that wll live when
you, uy, aud too, arc in our narrow graves =
u offered you reparation, said the landlord
powered by the energy Of tho painter and the truth Of
his pjclure;' otiorod reparation.'
you Offered patronage retorted the indg-
nnnt boy; fusull with iujury.'
The landlord turned TO me; he was greatly agat-
cd. elias the patronage have extended 10 many,
madam, within your knowledge, been injury
10 inquired
could not but acknowledge, that he had purchas-
ed many pictures; and replied his collection would
prove that no highly appreciated art
Il wiii,' he added, even now give him any sum he
chooses to name for that picture.
1t is Sold replied the artist.
The old gentlemun's countenance changed; he
walked up und down the room; once os twice he
paused AID looked Il, tho sad history, which he woud
then have given much 10 oblilerate.
Il confess he ssd the failhfuIness Of the por-
irnture; but there were pallating circumstances
Still, confess acted wrong-I confess Il; I will
make reir6uIion; We cannot tell what our acts viii
produce.
'Injlstce' said the youth calmly. 'is the parent Of
misery the ured, and the in urer; it was cruel
Act, setting aside its teIcheJy il was cruel act,
god can judge between thee and me My mother,
delicate fragile woman, myself almost an infant ;and
your fathers promise, sir. your father promise
that you scorned; Oh sir how could you sleep with
The conscoasaess Of such injustice haunting your pill
low =
You have your revenge, young man your revenge,
murmured tho gentleman; Il acknowledge my in JUS
tice; will max repaation.'
'TOu cannot cancel the past my mother years OF
suiioring, my own OF labor? but enough. you
feel that have conquered; my feeble hand has sent
conviction TO your heart; and - tie staggered
10 tho chair, and becume moro pale than usual
thought ho was dying, but it was not so; the heart
does hOt often give way in moment of triumph--loi
It triumph. l must DO tho landlord justice; he
repeated his regret, no entered upon the young
mans feelings, and commended his art; he did al
this aud the next morning RENTED me large SUR
'as n debt due by him to those he had injured
'How apt the rich to think that money vii
euro all wounds My poor young friend only survived
sufficiently long 10 see his mother though but half al
hour. 1t almost in vain that, kneeIing by hi
bedside, she mplored him to think Of the world tt
come. Ito believed he too Young to die.
Il lrumphed, mother, riumphed,' he repeated
his eyes gtterng with unnatuaral brightness; Il tr
umphed i made his heart quail and his cheek blanch
and he begged my forgiveness; but it was altogethe
much for me; first tho disappointment, and ther
the triumph, it Cormented my brain, though Gount
another mother who taugh. that the just and The
unjust mingled together; but now that turmoil il
past, you with me-realy, really with me. viii
sleep your bosom, my own mother, as used
when little child, and tomorrow will tell you wha
l moan to do
Then all is peace she murmured.
GAY, mother, all is triumph, and peace, and love,
he replied. | wonder how could have hated him s
long He laid his head down with the tranquility G
q sleepy infant and it was n vain that she tried
reprsss the tears that fell the ;ich lax uriancc OF hi
hair-he felt them not
'iIe has slept more than an hour she whispere
20 me- / saw no would never wnken. | could nc
tell her so, but she red it in my face. 1t was indee
corpse she strained in her arms, and long was it err
I Mt n