Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1846-06-04

u us LOT my my grdnuIhothe, nave Ios' HFe sull-
J lings, and we have nothing to eat at home.'-
Faster fell the snow, and those who were thus
entreated walked faster on their way.
He that giveth to the poor, endeth to the
Lord-Inasmuch as ye did ii not to one of the
least of these my brethren, ye did it not to me,
Holy words! accredited by those who turned a
deaf ear to the petition of the shivering beggar
girl.
Upwards of two hours did Jane stand expos
ed to the thickIy -lalling snow, and suffering the
severest privation from the combined effects of
cold and hunger. And during all that time, she
got angry and even abusive words, deprecating
looks, and threats of BrideweIl, but not one half
penny, not one.
And now the day was so far advanced that
the night would soon close. 1t still showed fast
fast, The cold was extreme As she hurri-
ed along the pavement she caught frequent
sights of glowing fires in CRATES, and happy peo-
pie warming themselves thereby. The cold was
in her limbs, and in her heart. She must has
ten home, lest her poor grandmother should die
with fright, because of her long absence Yet
once more she would beg-yet once more
for her aged relations sake, she would beg
A sailor, rather an uncommon parsonage in
Rook6ed, approached She raised her hand in
supplcation; her pale face streaming with tears,
anu lie; s@rPlicating attitude, attracted the wor-
thy tar,s attention She told her story, aud the
humane seaman drew from his pocket eathern
purse, and placed five shillngs in her hand say
ing that he gave it to her for the sake of his
mother, who was an old woman, and whom he
was hurrying to meet, after long-Iong absence
if she was alive, He should have child
too, he sad but he thought she was dead-he
didn't know
Oh joy-oh, light-hearted joyl Heaping UNI
counted blessings upon the head of the gener-
Gus son of Neptune, our happy Jane set her
face homeward in good earnest She was on
the moor now but soaked to the skin by the
penetrating snow, and chilled almost beyond the
power of her sig ht enleebled frame to bear.--
f At every step she took, her strength grew less
: and less The snow fell now so fast and thick
that objects at a trihing distance were obscured,
and her little feet sank deeper every instant
$ Ohio die upon the lonely moor-how horrible!
t To sit frantcalIy down. and as she remembers d
to have heard it told that people had so persisted
] to heap the snow around her. and build her a
: frightful tomb Herewith. Were such to be her
] end through the long hours of that bitter win
ters night, how would her old grandmother rave
: in mad despair and call vainly upon Heaven to
e aid her darling child.
y Thicker and faster--thicker and faster yet
! No sky, no horizon, no object on which rests the
, eye, but all one waste of snow, that made the
eye-bas ache to look upon. Faster and faster
: yet, and feebler and feebler grew her steps. A
dizziness came over her, strange sensation
e spread around her heart She could not hole
S out much longer, she felt herself sinking-yet
| one more struggle for her young life.
r chirp as of little bird, sounded in hel
d ear 1t was close beside her-a robin-a win
ter robin
The moor was, in Summer, particularly bar
n rem, even for moor There was not tree for
It bird to perch upon. Only few shrubs, anc
they were now hidden by the snow.
Chirp-chirp.
It 1t was only a simple robin-but God alone
s knows how greatly its presence cheered our lit
tie maiden, battling against the storm on thai
d sheiterless and dreary moor. What triAing cir
cumstances infuse new life into the despondine
: breast, The Scotch warrior CLEANED new vigol
a from watching spider. Mungo Park, when
resigned to die in the African DESERT bcheId the
n tiny weed lifting its obscure head to the heaven
that encloseth all the world, and felt that God
who planted that humble vegetation there, and
did not withdraw from it His sustaining hand
C but sent the breeze to fan it, and the rain to
water it-would succor the child of His own
e likeness also; and from that consong thought,
there grew such energy, that his limbs received
new strength thereby and he prosecuted his
= path anew, and arrived safely at the village he
had despared to reach. And this little robin
l. this humble robin, dearly beloved by tale and
fable, and homely rhyme-of the music of its
speech; of its chirp, chirp, chirp,-were begot
ten such resolution and courage in the heart Of
It the sinking child, that there was no longer any
| question of her dropping and dying but a GER
tainty that she should behold her grandmother
Il again, and live, please God, to bless Him i'll
after years for preserving her amidst the dangers
= of that afternoon.
: The robin, too, became her guide. Not that
she could have missed her way, but the trodder
path being hidden by the snow, one direction, SC
> that she did not wander from the conjectured
track, was as good as another. And the robin
. went right onward, hopping now-now flying
and even strengthening her resolution. And
so she found herself, ere long, at the door of hel
grandmother's cottage, and then she saw the
y robin no more.
s She related her story to her grandmother
while warming herself at the fire which blazed
> on the hearth And oh, what fervent thanks
4 giving assembled that night from the lowly roof tc
V the Throne of Glory
At The next morning there came knock at the
70 cottage door, and when Jane opened it, who
should present himself but the sailor who haC