Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1847-07-08
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,Ohp exclaimed the watcher, why does not
Doctor Everett come. My darling will die
Look at her, sister, she continued does she not
change fearfulIy?
An hour and half had elapsed since ply
f stefan had been sent for and yet, neither ne nor
the messenger had appeared; but now the door
opened hastily and Dr. Everett came IN, and
stood anxiousy regarding the lovely child.
did you give her the medicine l sent you,
Mrs. Grant" he said, as he turned his eyes to
the deadly, pale face of the mother
What medicine, Dr. Everett. o, don't tell
me, don't say you sent medicine. Oscar has
not been here since sent him for you; but my
Father in Heaven! you don't think, DR.. Everett,
that my Marianne is dying she almost shrieked,
as shadow came over the usually bright coun-
tenance of the physiclan and the poor woman
wrung her hands in anguish, and knelt down at
the DOCTORS feet, wildly repeating her question.
1t is needless to say that the boy pursued for the
theft, was Oscar Ethelil Marianne had been
subject to sudden turns Of sickness from lIer
infancy A delicate flower was she that the
breeze even of Summer might blow too rudely
upon.
There was certain medicine, that always
relieved her, and for which, with the doctor,
MIS- Grant had sent Oscar, charging him to be
quick in returning.
The boy, alarmed, for he loved the gentle
child, ran all the way to the residence of the
physician, and was running back as hastily, when
he passedby jewellers store
The window was open, no one was very near;
the eweer had retired to the back of the shop
for moment The tall Irish lad before men,
toned, seized an article of some value, and
frightened at the jewellers quick return, and
seeing Oscar running swiftly past, cried out stop
thief
The big boy with one hand in his pocket,
graspng the stolen article, pointed out where
it had laid, and giving the lad half dollar for
deserving the thief the JeweIIer urged on the
pursuit
1t is needless to say that the Irish boy sneak
ed off, and ran as soon as out Of sight.
Marianne was dying, and when Oscar, whose
innocence was proved, came home attended by
the officer, who explained all, and ran into the
room where his gentle friend lay, he gazed upon
sweet corpse, with smile Of heaven linger-
ing upon its lips. Poor Oscar it was a bitter
blow, but how was he to blame!
Meanwhile Edna had finished her work, and
carried it as before, to the shop. Her mother
had not left her bed for the last two or three days,
and it was with the utmost difficulty that Edna
had been able to accomplish it..
The merchant was busy at his books, and nc
one else was in the store.
He motioned to Edna that he could not at
tend to her. ard continued writing. Presently
splendidly Dire ssed girl, about the age of Edna
, came hastily into the shop.
Father she said, Il want five dollars
What for, my dearl enquired the merchant
leaving his books instantly.
! %, have just seen the pattern of such F.;
beautiful dress, and so che1p too. Now father
5 don't fefuse me SO small a sum-
Five dollars and small sum- repeated
} Edna to herself, as the rich mans daughter
; turned scornful glance towards her. How
many comforts would five dollars buy poor, sicl
mother
Yes, darling, replied the father, there's
, FIVE better not spend it all, though
and now young woman, | will attend tc
/ you
Edna unfoded her jackets, and they did look
beautiful, no wonder, every stitch had borrowed
from her strength.
Very good, very good. Are these your
drst?
'Oh, no, sir replied Edna, with brighten
ing look, I've made eight before these
'Ah! well, and you got
'OnIy shilling apiece, sir, but the sales
man said should have twenty-five cents foI
these
well, these hard times really don't think
| can possibly give you that perhaps you didn't
know work was cut down. Now, we can find
enough to make these jackets at a shilling, and
| glad to at that The fact is, give more for my
work, and pay my hands better than any tailor
round here. l guess you'll have to take twenty
cents for these
4 worked day and night, sir, and just after
the death of my dear little brother, on those
jackets, expecting to get two dollars for them,
and as | was promised that, think ought to
have it,
well, no, drawled he, 4 guess you must be
contented with twenty cents apiece. You
know what the Bible says about contentment,
and the hard-hearted man opened his drawer,
and slowly told the money upon the counter.-
Better take this, and will give you another
lot
mo srH firmly replied Edna, whose spirit
was fully aroused by the sight she had just Wit
messed mo sir. Though we've starving, |
would not touch your work again. You may
yet know, sir, the bitterness of poverty, may yet
feel it pressing upon your vitas. Then you will
F remember how you have crushed the widow and
the fatherless, and taking the paltry sum in her
hands, she left the shop. ......
why, how can you put up with such nso-
ence, father! What a low vulgar thingp ex-
claimed the merchants daughter who had stood
near all the time.
Her appearance is in keeping with her char