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


it. But we know this would be no evidence
in COURT so Charles wont tell even Mr.. Hen
shaw or Sandley of it, He says time will
bring it all out, and meanwhile let Otis have
a chance. Is he not just like fatherl Let
it storm ever so horribly, he always believes
it will be fair weather tomorrow Mr.. Hen
shaw feels certain that Otis will prove the
rogue at last, and, so he says he don't see
the use of sacrificing an honest fellow to
him in the mean time He watches him
as cat does mouse. The reasons of Mr..
Henshaw's suspicious are these: Otis is
out late at night. He dresses far beyond
his means, and goes often oplaces of amuse-
ment, especially to the theatre, where, Mr..
Henshaw says, clerks never should 90 and
Mr.. Henshaw says he has been seen in not
know quite what he means by that; but |
surmse that it is something awful. The
people where Charlie boarded were very
fond of him; and they will give their testi-
mony that he was perfectly regular in his
habits; and Mr. Sandley will call on Messrs
Brown d. Wilson to testify as to his con-
duct in the shop. All this, Mr.. Sandley
says, may not overbaance the one great
circumstance against him; but this, with
the documents from Miss Emma MIR. Sand
ley says, will go great way with the Gov
ernor. So if Charlie is sent to the Island,
| shall go straight to Albany; for the living
voice, with throbbing heart under it, moth
er, is better than dead writing. And if we
don't get pardon, why then patience, dear
father and enthusiastically patience =
such as you, dearest father, have shown us
ever since we can remember; and you, dear
mother, too-only just borrow little hope
and cheerfulness from father, and be sure it
will all come right; and Charlie will shine
out to the world as he shines to us, who are
above the clouds, and can see the sun all the
while; and if the world never knows, still
cannot we be content and thankful We
will. So, dearest mother, take courage
God will help US all and shall soon be
with you"
"P. S. could not feel easy not to make
one effort with Otis. | thought if he had
plunged us in this trouble, he would feel
when he came to me, and the days when we
were playmates, and happy together. / saw
him. don't know what said. My heart
was full, and it poured itself out, but | got
no satisfaction. He denied-refused. But
oh dear mother, feel surer than ever that
he is the guilty one. His eye did not once
meet mine and he looked red and pale by
turns; and when l came away, the tears
were running down his cheeks. Who would
not rather be Charlie?"
1t is Thanksgiving day'--a day of old
conservation, in New England, to family
lestivity and family unon-a day of merry
meetings and merry makings-a day for
rustic weddings, and all sorts of pleasant do
lngs and starting points in liie--a day like
other anniversaries, fraught with enjoyment
to the young, who have not yet felt the sew
erlng of heart chords.
The Thanksgiving day connected with
our story came in heavily enough to the
iiathaways. 1t was Thursday Ruth's last
letter was dated the preceding Tuesday.
The trial was appointed for Wednesday
morning, and, as it would be deemed a
small affair by the municipal authorities (al-
belt involving the happiness of an entire fam
ily,) it would probably occupy but an hour
or two; and fit went against them, Ruth
would leave New York in an afternoons
boat for Albany.
The day had come in with am easterly
snow-storm. MIR. Hathaway was re-folding
Ruth's letter, after reading it for at least
the twentieth time, when sleigh stopped at
his door; and Colonel Miles, shaking the
snow from his lion-skin coat, and stamping
it from his feet, opened the door. "a pref
ty tedious storm this, neighbors," he said
No news, of course, since the letter bro't
you from the Post office yesterday ?"
Ono sir; none," replied Mrs. Hathaway
eve could not expect it, could we, Colonel l''
l "Of course not, ma'am; and | mistrust
we shall have no mail to-day. The river
will feel this cold snap. Ruthy, poor
little girl, should be, according to her letter
at Albany to-day; but think that therel
be no boat up. However, if there is "a mail
you'll be sure of letter so ! shall go on
, to the Post office, after meeting, and wal
till the stage comes in
How thankful we ought to be for sucl
| a kind neghbor as the Colonel" said goot
Mrs. Hathaway, as the door closed afleI
him.
| Yes, mother, we have great deal to b,
thankful for, on the right hand and on the
= left, and we must not make poor mouth i
t we have our share of trouble"
f al know l ought to feel as you do, faith
= er, but can't help thinking all the tint
D what is Ruthy to do after Charlie is sentenc
G ed to that desolate island"
=. "Dol why she'll do the right thing
a Now mother, wipe off your tears, and don
n forget it's Thanksgiving day; let us keel
y it, And who has more reason. Is not
a Ruthy's birth day."
p "To be sure, the children have been OF
n II troubled sea, but have not they lain thei
course well? You know have nothing t
g do but to sit here, and read and ruminate
J and happy life it has been to me, since
Il was quite overset as to outside prosperity.
J., have got a habit of looking inward and
u have come to the conclusion that it is nc
|, the circumstances that we are in that mat
% tiers, but how they find us, and what the
o make of us. Look at our dear children
mother, how they have held fast their integ
n rty. Look at Charlie; calm and mani!
" and so generous about Otis. He is not {
e those that hold to misery loving company
IS a mean company that And dear little RI
20 thy; her love for her brother has carrie
her, as it were, through fire and water
" tell YOU, mother, we did not know the chi
Of dren till now. A real Thanksgiving day
,e shall be to u.s."
: Poor Mrs Hathaway would have smile