Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1847-08-12


hopes of clearing him at the same time he
confessed the chance was small, against the
overwhelming fact of the stolen goods being
found in Charles's possession. Was there"
he asked, among the clerks, any one who
could be suspected of the villainy of putting
the stolen goods into Hathaway's pocket 2"
Henshaw hesitated, and only said, in reply,
that there was not clerk in the shop he
should not sooner have suspected than Hath
away. Henshaw was man of strict prn-
ciples. He did suspect-he had all along
suspected-Otis Jackson, but he was too
scrhpuous to run the risk of wronging him
by the expression of suspicious that had no
proof whatever.
After Charles's first moment Of surprise
at Ruth's appearance-after ne rrst burst
of their young hearts--and after Ruth had
sat for few moments on his pallet, beside
him. with her arms linked around his neck,
silent and shivering with emotions, he said,
"Now, Ruthy, we must not give way so
bear it very well, only when | sit down to
write home and then thinking how father
and mother, and you will feel, knocks me
up. How did you get here, Ruth, so soon
How did mother bear it What did father
say 2" Ruth told her short story, and con-
cluded by saying, Tomorrow, Charlie, we
shall certainly have letter from them"
COVE! You cannot stay here Ruth
Even if you had any place to stay, you know
father and mother want you a great deal
more than | do"
''I can stay here, and l shall-and they
would choose it-and there's an end ont"
But Ruth, you don't know what place
this is; nor what New York is for an I'M
protected girl"
Nonsense, Charlie; I can protect my
self?'
Where can you sleep?'
Sleep? | don't feel much like sleep
ing !; but | can lie here on the floor, or |
can get that man to shut me up in some
empty cell, like this. | can do any thing
but 90 and leave you ; that will not do"
There was rap at the door, the bolts
were turned, and Henshaw told Charles that
lawyer was waiting to speak to him.
Let him wait one minute" said Ruth,
and drawing from her little sack bottle of
cologne, and comb and brush, provided by
Miss Emma Gardiner, she smoothed her
brothers tangled hair, and restored to his
sweet countenance its habitual aspect.
Sandley entered, and he did not leave the
cell without being thoroughly convinced
that charies was innocent ana nearly as wen
prove his innocence and so impressed with
the love of the brother and sister, that he re-
solved to strain every nerve in their behalf
ne co'iiior'eu Gharies ny assui'ns mn 'ii"'
the malron Oh tie PRISON was d hu'i'aie Wo-
,iiah--'n"t nc "ouiu o"saso ne' " 1u'",s,
ms , Du 80 c,o;,itv j., o,J
tl'a' iIu.I 10Y 49, IN ' ss
"o'' DE- roa o'a LII ,hou," s,;d Rutb "I Will
,, ,rorI,lo thon, ,w;ce , d,v 7 shall coml
oN 49, ,hn ,,,orr;n,, and no o,,,a,, !,
~ n,nn , '
sau., ,,o,v. ,v,,b smell, regard.
Thus whole deep, selfioIgGtting Bowers of heaven
Ear, I's secs it in ,no sisters Sisters heart sono
Ten DAVIS had passed since Ruths depar
tnre for New York and on each of these
DAYS the parents had received letter full O
affection and of details of every occurrence
that could be put in cheerful light. Thei
children did not express strong hone. fol
thew would not embtter too probable dis
apnointment: but neither did they impair
their fears. For if worst comes to worst
said Ruth. mother wifi bear it better wher
7 am with her" The deportment of these
vouno neople-their mutual affection-ant
The earnest devotion of the s;ster--won fo
them unusual respect and attention from tn,
officers Of the prison. "There those limo
cent children are " said the turnkey. "botl
innocent. T am sure of that. There thew are
with pirate one side of them. and muir
derer the other eniovinq themselves 7
that ain't innocence I cant fell what is.
declare if 7 don't eynect some day. when
omen the door. to see the ANGEL of the Lor,
with them-the same ms walked the Fer
FurnaceTp
AN uncommon Girl is that" said tn
matron. Sometimes when we meet tn
vaCabonds ooinq along the corridor, Jus
turned in from the Five Points. she look
scared and gathers her clothes close rom
her as if she were afraid Of the plague
vet she'll stav the live lonr dawes. an
I'm ten or eleven At n;gbte;n that dism,
cell and talk and read and keep up he
brothers shirts She begins with the b
ble in the moroino and ends with it ;
n;obt . and hetween times thew read ont ,
Dickens and Punch and every kind of MOI