Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1846-02-05


enough to make Nelly hlte him but instead of
that she only loved him the more. Wolves and IL
gers take care Of their little ones hut old Bly left
his 10 starve. 1t is well though that the baby died
Tor the sooner such race become extinct the bet
ter"
"And do you think Tnsley is really dyinp?"
No doubt of it, Three murders are a pretty
henvy load for one mans conscience"
Farmer bly, unconsciousy uttered groan but
the couyersaloniss, who seemed in no wise dis
turbed by the sound continued:
81 have heard he actually refused his grandson
Il STROUD"
1T is true and shouldn't wonder if that very
deed condemned his own bones 10 rot above ground.
Such things do happen sometimes"
Think Of pretty Nelly BY being beggar in
Alderhrook! There was a time when the Blys
carried their head as high as the highest; but now
they are quite down in the mouth. Only two left ;
the one dsgraced in every body's eyes by his nm
natural hard-hearcdness, and the other pauper
Wei, II IS one comfort TO us poor fellows to know
that we all come out about the same in the end -
Any way, would rather be in my grave than old
Blv's."
."Cld Antoines wonld be palace to that, I fan
Icy"
8" Does Mistress Nelly ever speak Of her father"
"Nes; when che hears him called villain as
every body does call him. she takes on dreadfuy
and snys he was good father to her once and she
will love him now for what he has been. Women
are always fools about these matters, you know"
"And 'Fnsley:"
son he must indulge his pretty wife. of course
and would swear that the old rascal was an angel
! if it would only win smile from her They say
he even painted IA portrait of him from memory
and, savage the old rascal is, made him look
quite amiabe. They sold every else when they
were starving, hu they wouldn't part with that"
oud sob burst from the overcharged bosom of
farmer Bly,: he leaned for moment against a tree
and then hurried forward with almost the bound Of
a bov.
He, he! Ia, hn, ha ?" The laugh was smoth-
cred, bu, il evidently came from merry heart
Aud OH what face that peerng above the
cIump of dog-wood bushes Rug Ruffles had new
er looked so entirely convused with mrth before.
| I've done him I've done him! The old fox is
fast in the trap. Hurra hurra Hip, hip, hip,
/ hnrra The birds don't know any thing or they'd
Sph their throais hurraing and a laughing. Amt
public hpnefactor no; his time I'm private
one: and shouldn't have let the right hand know
what the left ono did, only that they had to talk to
each other. ! should like to know who could do
the thing M neater Prriv we'll for Won Rug Rat
1cs Come to think, Miss Tinsley, reckon III inst
take back lht coat. Y0n don't seem to need it at
Mt all inst now. liza, HI ha Ina, In | wouldn't
have believed that he would nhble the bait so soon
the old fox: though gave him two or three pretty
Tough mnrspls to be snre lie couldn't get round
that coming down ofhe family it hurt his feelings
All, that's the dagger Tint | stabbed him with
That went 10 the wiralS,' ms the saving Is and
then ! como it over him with the soft Lucky en-
ourh than heard ahoui that picture that was what
did him at lnst--hnrrn Hurra for fun and Rug
Rallies! | Il trick dame Gnskill into making the
coat will. As though man was any the worse
FER nm ewpty pocket She tn say it too, the old
owl! III rick herr" and down sat generous Rug
Rallies 10 de vote an hour of his precious time to
the prudent Mrs. Gaskil.
1t bright afternoon. and Arthur Tlnsey sat
IN in his bed, leaning against an inverted CHAIR
His wife, ever. by his side and bending ever
him with MINGLED anxiety and tenderness.
- shoud like some paints, Nelly, if you get
them" he said in an earnest tone.
:" will try, dear; but you mustn't worry if | am
two three DAYS about il. This hand is not very
strong and 1t must not busy itself too soon. When
you are well again, hive grand scheme for you
The invalid smiled family. and then in tone Of
touching tenderness, answered. d" | shall never be
well ill the sod is over my BOSOM Nelly. ! ser
how all this Is to end; am growing weaker and
weaker every day, bnt there is one thing that
must do ! cannot die I'LL it is done. There is
but one face for me in the wide universe-if the
angels in Heaven do not have it, | cannnt love
them must paint your face and take 1t into the
grave with me-
You cannot die-Anhur, you cannot die The
doctor said you would get well if could only
make You happy. Won't you be happy with me
Arthur"
eve will both he happy when we have gone
home To heaven Nelly: but here, never Nothing
has ever prospered with us since the day Of our
marriage"
1--WE have loved each other"
"Ah, overwhelmingly. 1t has been thy curse
my Nelly, and when am COME"
tremendous knock at the door, and the re-
mainder Of the sentence hung suspended on the
uvalid's tongue while dame Gaskil's head bobbed
out Of the window, and was quickly withdrawn
cod farmer BLY,, ns live. Don't be in a fur
ry, children Oh! oh rn most scared ont OF
my senses. Don't you open the door, Nelly Pm
afraid he has come for no qood-wa bit, child
I'd better optn it mvself. Lud .a-marcy she has
no fear Of anything"
"Nelly drew the atch-string trenblinaly her
check was flushed. bot her head erect. The first
Ola &C was cnough, for the rough manly face was
u of eloqnence.
My father y
The old mans arms were outspread, and the
trembling daughter nestled in them like wearied
dove
"1he old house is desolate, Nelly; cannot live
there any longer, aud yon must come back to me
What, tears; You didn't cry when shut the door
in your face IN drown what yon We're saying OIL
y"ur dead baby. But di mi shut out your voice
heard il day and ngh'-day and NIGHT, in the
house and in the field couldn't get rid OF II any
where. Don't cry any more, Nelly 80 don't cry
yonr tears make my heart ache. If you had told
me that the boys name WINS Harry--only told me-
might but don't know Pm an old tiger. Hd
you come and live with me, Nelly ?"
The daughter raised her flushed face from the
pillowlng bosom and pointed to the bed.
Yes, dorlng; hiring him with you; the house
is big enough for all OF us. He stole NY only child
but well, II is natural is natural They say
he is dying, too, but we will not let HIM Money
gives skill To the doctors; and you shall both be
well and happy. These pretty cheeks of yours
lnusl gel some tulness and colour. Nelly BLY, can,
be an invalid, nor--nor-cnrses on those who have
SAID it pauper And now. Nelly darling, bring
me the picture that poor Arthur Tus'ry painted
aud You wouldn't part with when you were starv.
ing. All, you did love your old father aAer ALL
though you lett him for stranger. That almost
brnko nay heart, ana it was the heart break which
made savage OF me; but but you were right
and Arthur rinsey is noble fellow. He loved