Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1846-12-03

Quoted Jane Foster over the moor, and
saved her from perishing in the snow last
winter, was commissioned by Heaven, is
not viii, better than Pagan. hold
fast to that; if didn't, should be Pa.
gan myself. don',-and | wish this to
be distinctly unders,ood-l dom, believe
all that is told about il. For instance,
when the neighbors assert tina, the robin
changed its shape after leading her to the
cottage door. and that she saw an angel
spread his wings and rise from the ground,
and that she watched him in dumb awe
ill he disappeared in the thick, vapory
atmosphere, or was hid by the binding
snow that came feaihering DOWN. don't
believe that. Neither do much regre.
the tale which her old grandmother re-
peats with an air, il is true, of great We
raciiy. how tina, sitting by her fresde the
time when Jane must have been crossing
the moor. and fre,ing herself lest the
child should lose herself in the snow
storm. she heard songs floating in the air
which no earthly voice could have sung
sweet, holy songs. about the love
which the Divine Friend bore towards
little children while he was on earth. and
how he loves and cherishes them now.
looking down upon them from his far,
high home. F++
I, was a very cold morning, an! they
had eaten little on the previous day; and
for many days past the cloth had been
ha Ia e.
alone. Fuel they possessed. the wind
fall Of the woods. cleaned before the Sc
we're weather set in; but only one crust Of
bread on that cold morning, and no mo-
ney to purchase any, while, alack. alack!
the baker refused further credit--having
three shilings and fourpence already
scored agains, them. So Jane. pretend
ing that the crus. was larger than i, really
was, and tina, she had satisfied her appe
lite, soaked it in some warm milk for her
grandmother. and carried i, to The old
woman's bedside.
.Grandma'm,' said the child. Il wan. to
90 to Rock6eld to-day.
TO Rockield ! exclaimed the old wo-
man. rs the girl mad to think of going
to Rockfield in this weather!'
But grandma'm. what are we to do!
We have no bread, and no potatoes
is j, to get bread and potatoes you
would ,rudge sixteen miles afpo,. on a
lore common. with snow drifts higher
than the hedges! No, no, Jane, stay al
home, and
And siarve. grandma
why should we s,arve-isn't there a
God above US all!'
And does he not feed the young ravens
that call upon him!'
sYes. grandma'm.'
And do we no, say orr prayers morn
ing and night9-why then should you go
TO Rock6eld!'
Because, dear grandm'am, God only
helps those who help themselves. If we
wal, both at home. bread won't fall into
our laps. must go out and seek it,
And how will you seek bread!'
Il will beg. grandma M
'Beg!'
Yes; I will tell the gentlefoks, as they
pass by. tina, have grandmother a
home who is very old and ailing. and tina
we have no food to eat. Oh, they ar.
very generous--are rich people, for they
are Christians, you know; grandma'm
and does no. Scripture say. He that Civ
eth TO the poor lendeth to the Lord
MY poor, poor child my poor Jane
The girl was simple-so simple indeed
as to imagine that she had but to utter. il
sincere and appealing tones, true ant
moving tale to gain compassion. and
wha, was of more consequence to her
relief The old woman. though simpl
enough in her way was wiser on tina
point than her grand daughter. She hat
little of the world, and knew that tn
Christianity of the rich is too often. lik,
the worklng-man's best garment, wor
only on Sundays.
My poor Jane, do you suppose tn
gen,lefolks will listen TO your
Does il snow now, Jenny bird!'
No grandma m; it's quite fine and
shan'. feel cold. walk so fast, yo
know
You shall go to Rockfeld. God wi
protect my darling. Fetch me tina, box
and give me The key from my pocket
Yes. grandma'm. Oh, how good yo
are to let me 60
No, to beg, my child; you shan's beg
I've something LEI. in this box that wi
keep the wolf from the door a little long
er, and who knows but whaI-b,
there added the old woman, checkin
herself and speaking below her breath
'best 10 say nothing TO HIM. Poor Ricl
ard! we shall see you no more ill we me'
in Heaven
She drew forth a ring from the box
gold wedding ring, which. if we ma
Judge from the interest with which st
surveyed it. she priced highly. The gi
had hastily a.llred herself in shawl an
bonnet--bo,h greatly the worse for wea
as the saying is. and offering bu. slig
protection from the severity of the weatI
er.
Take that to the pawn shop at Rocl
field, and ask them to lend you ten sh
lings upon it. Mind you don't lose
} and see tina, you bring the tickle, and m
ney safe home said The old woman, pla
ing the ring. carefully wrapped in pape
into the girls hand.