Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1849-01-04

experienced woman of the world to loo
upon, were traced upon her heart; so yer
ialht a. the beginning, that they resemble
the half defined shadows of a PAINTERS frs
igmiaglnlngs, and gradually they grew NOR
distinct, until they at leng th they had all tn
Pefiectness OF the finished picture throw
out upon the canvass.
AND yet she knew it not; she did no
pause to analyze her own feelings; she Join
ed her innocent hands and prayed to Goo
for his recovery, without thinking moment
beyond that happy period; for it is only BY
the bitter lessons of experience we learn,
that whenever the heart begins to futter
with joy, the iron bars are Just before it, a.
gainst which it is destined to be bruised
and broken.
One day, as Jessica sat by the bedside
of Carlyle, after long and composed sIum-
Der he opened his eyes, and, for the first
time, seemed rational. "My little lady,"
he said, II have been sick long time, have
| notl"
eyes, sir, very long"
"And have you been my nurse all this
time!"
ooh, sir" she replied, "it has given me
great pleasure to nurse you; but you must
not talk, you are too weak"
"Wel," he answered, II will not you
are very good; but tell me what is your
name, and where am II"
"This place is called Green Vale and
my name is Jessica, though they call me
Jessie"
"Ah, yes" he replied with sigh, Il
remember it all now; was taken ill the
night | arrived here; Jessica is a very pref.
ty name, and the old lady who lives here is
your grandmother"
"No, sir, have no relation, but when
my father and mother died she took me, and
has been very kind to me; so always call
her grandma" AS she spoke, her large,
dark eyes filed with tears, and for the first
time he noticed the exceeding loveliness of
her face
From that time he recovered, but slowly,
for his constitution had undergone terri
Bile shock, and the bright sunny days of
spring had come, and the pale blue flowers
had began to peep up, and the birds to trill
forth their melody before he had gained
strength enough to walk.
In this time he had learned from the old
lady of the house, the history Of his young
nurse. One day while he was alone with
Mrs. Stephens, he said to her, "Jessie tells
me she is not your granddaughter. Is she
a relations chiIdl"
"Ah, no sir" replied the old woman,
"though love her as a daughter; but poor
child, it is hard to tell who she is. Her
father and mother moved to this neighbor-
hood when the child was young ane as pref
ty couple they were, sir, as you would
wish to look upon. But they were poor
weakly creatures, both of them, and though
they scufled mighty hard, they didn't seen
to know how to get along. She was 81
fair and delicate-like it would have made
you sorry to see her trying to work; ant
then she had cough, poor thing and go
to be punier and punier every day: her hus
band tried all he could to save her from do
ing drudgery about the house, and use
to go over and milk the COW for her myself
and sent my servant woman over to was
Tor her, but it was all of no use. Sh
wasn't made for EARTH no how, to my wa
of thinking; last she took to her bee
9nai1 ht Cor the doctor, and
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