Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1846-07-16

turn round. In making the attempt, she happened
to hit her next neghbor whereupon, the neghbor
kicked aud hi, another. 10 FIVE minutes the whole
herd were kicking and hooking each other with all
fury. My mother laughed and said, see what
comes Of kicking when you're hit Just so I've
seen one cross word set whole family by the ears.
some frosty morning Afterwards il my brothers
myself were little irritable, she would say,
Take care children Remember how the fight in
the barn-yard began. Never give kick for hit,
and you will save yourself and others deal of
trouble
That same afternoon, the sunshiny dame stepped
into Aunt Hetlys where she found Peggy sewing
usual with the eternal switch the table beside
her 4 am obge to go to Harlem, on business,
said she j feel rather lonely withou. company,
and always like to have a child with me. If you
will obIige me by letting Peggy go, viii pay her
fare in the omnibus.
She has her spelling lesson to ge, before night,
replied Aunt Heiy. Il don approve Of young
folks going Peasurng, and negecting their edu-
cation
Neither do /, rejorned her neighbor; but
think there great deal Of education that is not
found in books. The fresh air will make Peggy
grow stout and active | prophecy she will do
great credit to your bringing up The sugared
words, and the remembrance Of the sugaTed pie,
touched the soft place in Miss Turnpennys hear,
and she told the astonished Peggy that she might
go and put on her best gown and bonnet. The poor
child began to think that this new neghbor was
certainly one Of the good fairies she read about in
the picture books The excursion enjoyed
only city child can enjoy the country. The world
seems such pleasant place, when the letters
of, and Nature folds the young heart lovingly on
her bosom A flock Of real birds and two living
butterflies put the little orphan in perfect ecstacy.
She ran aud skipped One could see that she might
L. C,l , H.. L. he ea4
the fields covered with dandelions, aud said, See
how pretty tlooks as il the stars had conc down
to lie on the grass An our stinted Peggy has
poetry in her, though Aunt Heiiy never found it
out. Every human soul has the germ Of some
flowers within, and they would open, If they could
only find sunshine aud free air 10 expand in.
Mrs Fairweather was practical philosopher in
her own small way. She observed that Miss Turn
penny really liked pleasant tune aud when Win
ter came she tried to persuade her that singing
would be excellent for Peggy's lungs, and perhaps
keep her from going into a consumption.
My nephew, James Fairweather, keeps sing
ing-school said she and he says he will teach
her gratis You need not feel under great obliga.
ton; for her voice will lead the whole school, aud
her ear is so quick il will be no trouble at all to
leach her. Perhaps you would go with US some
times, neighbor Turnpenny 1t is very pleasant to
hear the children's voices
| The cordsge OF Aunt Hettys mouth relaxed in
to a smile. She accepted the invitation and was
so much pleased, that she went every Sunday even
| ing The simple tunes, and the sweet Young voic-
es fell like dew upon her dried up heart and great.
" aided the genial influence Of her neighbours ex.
ample. The rod silently disappeared from the table.
If Peggy was disposed TO be idle, it was only nee
essary to say, when you have finished your work,
you may 90 aud ask whether Mrs Fairweather
wants any errands done Bless me how the fin
gers hew Aun, Het,y had learned TO use ,urnips
instead Of the cudgel.
When Spring came, Mrs Fairweather busted
herself with planting roses and vines. Mrs Turn
penny readily consented that Peggy should help her
and even refused to take any pay from such good
neighbor. But she maintained her own opinion
that il was mere waste Of lime TO cultivate flowers
The cheerful philosopher never disputed the point
but she would sometimes say, i have no room 10
plant this rose-b bush neighbor TurI penny would
you be willing to let me set it your side Of the
yard 1t will take very little room, and will need
no care At another time she would say, well
really my ground is too full. Here is a root of La
dys delight How bright and pert it looks. II
seems pity 10 throw il away. If you are willing
| will let Peggy plant it in what she calls her gar
den. II viii grow of itself, without any care, anc
scatter Seeds that will ard blossom in all the
clinks Of the bricks. | love il, il is such brigh
good natured little thing Thus by degrees. thu
grabbed maiden found herself surrounded by flow
ers and she even declared, of her own accord
that they did look pretty.
One day when Mrs Lane called upon Mrs Fair
weather, she found the old ed-grown yard, brigh
and blooming. Tab, quite fat and sleek, was asleeI
in the sunshine, with her paw on Pnks neck an'
little Peggy was singing at her work as blithe as
f bird
How cheerful you look here said Mrs Lane
And so you have really taken the house for anoth
+ er year. Pray how do you manage to get on wit
, the neighbor-in-law
Il find her very kind, obgng neighbor,' re
piled Mrs Fairweather
We'll, this is a miraclep exclaimed Mrs Lane
Nobody but you would have undertaken to tha'
cut Aunt Hettys heart
That is probably the reason why it was neve
q thawed rejoined her friend. Il always told 20
that not having enough Of sunshine was what ale
the world Make people happy and there will nc
be half the quarreling, tenth part of the wick
edness there Isl
+ From the gospel Of JOY preached and practiset
e nobody derived much benefit as little Peggy
, Her Datnre, which was fast growing crooked an
r knoity under the malign influence Of constrant an
i fear, Strengthened budded and blossomed, in III
c genial atmosphere Of cheerful kindness
!. Her affections and faculties were kept ia sue
pleasant exercise, that constant lightness of hea
made her almost handsome. The young mus
teacher thought her more than almost handsom
. for her afectionate soul shone more benigny q
him than on others; and love makes all things bea
), tfu
= When the orphan removed to her pleasant lit
= = cottage, on her weddingday, she threw her arm
u round the blessed missionary OF sunshine, and san
Il, All, thou dear, good Aunt, it is thou who ha
- made my life Fairweaihcr'
; False friendship, like the ivy, decays and ruiz