The Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1850-1852, 1851-08-28
TuE LOST IANBkIN.
ri ADJUSTING prGANNE.

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the green braes IA the morning. or In.
rcrrd by ih. lochsidc at the un,,,
cleaning Her heart wa. all sunshine
aud her thoughts pur, and fresh "a, the
/ ho"ers s'e ,wincj IN her shinin. tres>r>.
II i' y beautiful story the, tell ia ia,
/ Scottish valleys, Of poor id,c, e. inao-
cent a they call hm) who. when a
sunbeam fell a'h"ar h. SIGHT, as hc sat
in the church, drew lis cloa. acres. !,
and the 'na"tie hnag up"H the shininy
mot,s. They tell II, that Faih worked
the milncle---for Heaven would not
( disappont the idiots trust.
Sweet Flora Campbell she IN, ,h,
have thrown her mantle over the sun.
beam; ny. and walked the gli,,crinc
path with her delicate feet. till sh.
reached The bright Heaven abovc--lor
| her heart Was all Faith and Hope and
charity. She prat,led with the anwct,
and the strramlrts and the bird, aud
her clear, singing voice was heard nj,
! daybreah amid ihc heather, when the
shepherds led forth their focks. Oh,
sunny and joyful and happy as the day
is long, was dear little Flora Campbell
All loved the gentle child; and Why
should they noty Did not her tender
hands bring fresh flower, TO the sick
wife Of Robert. The plowman Aud did
not her low voice trembe so;l'y in
/ prayer. a, The bedside Of old E,pir, the
| blind beggar.woman Oh. who would
| not love the ngel.hcarieL little maiden .
But where j, Flora. Twlii.h, j.,
falling over the mountains, and shutting
/ in the wales Ike gray curtain. One
/ 10y one, tie bright stars steal up into the
summer sky, and twinkle amid the
! tIeecy evening clouds. The Talking
sheep bell sounds nearer rs the flock,
return TO their fold, from the mountain
pastures, and the lowing of the kline in
the farm-yards tells ,ha, the Labor. of
the day are over. But where i. golden
haired Flora Campbell?
She was not used to linser so long
from her grandia.icr's d.cEing for
now the evening meal WAS spread. and
the cottage lamps lighted. The aged
man clasped his hands together and
murmured short prayer, while his
daughter, the mother Of Flora. locke
anxi"usly out of the window, yearning
for her child's return.
But Flora came not.
The shadows crcpt faster and faster
around the valley. The old peasant,
sat at their col,agc-doors. and the young
men and maidens gathered upon the
village green, some To walk. and some
To talk Of !o"c under the broad chestnut
tree some to play the pipe, or dance
TO IT. merry music, and some to hul
The qnoii, or wres'le IN the ring.
But all wa, hu,hcd wien CATER
Campbell came lurricdy from hi- cot
tagc, inquiring Of the ,illagcr, if they
bad seen his gran1.cllild. Yc., indeed.
had ,hey.--Onc had bclrll her far up
IN The mountains, pIuchinc Wild flowers
and weaving them into garland Of
heather; another had met her in the
path Of the Moss Glen, sitting 10y the
waysidc, and plating willow basket
for her grand>irc and third had re.
ceired some torest-irur from her hands
as he mrt h,r seated with her la,kc, Of
flowers near lhe head Of he lock.
An, we must seek Flora cri.d the
youths. Immediately. "TLe d,ar child !,
no harm can surely come 10 her
"Ah me-, Gafrr Campbell" said IL
"hitehaircd old shepherd. shaking hi,
head, IL frarcd something; for HE
younges, lamLkin Of my flock "as lost
to-day. and it is bad sign. they say"
Heaven gran, that my poor iambk in
be safe A" said GaiIcr Campbell solemn.
ly.
"Amcn ~ murmurcd the whi;c-haired
peasant.
The villagers now dispersed in the
various paths leading to The mountain,
the iorcs, and The loch and soon torch
rs CLEANED upon the heights aud glim-
mcrrd among the trees, and flashed
brightly over the water Up and down,
along the stream and through the woods
"eni ia" Joung men, calling upon Tie
name Of " Flora Flora :" la, no
Flora answered"
CATER Campbell leaned uron hi. s,afi
and spoke nc word. lie could hot weep
for heavy weight wa, upon his heart.
But the mother of Flora was loud 10 her
grief, She wept and b~a, Lcr breast, aud
called aloud the name OF her child.
The ac'd pastor now approached. lie
lad heard, at the marsc, Of Flora dis
appearance for every house had been
searched wiihin III. hour and he came
now to comtor, the bereaved one,
Fear not, daughter said he, ilora
vii! return
"Ah. She i los,---sLe i. lost 10 M, +"
cried the mdLt'
lie who tcinprrclh the wind to he
shorn .aub wl!! protect our sweet chi.I,
answered tic old pastor. Fear nol 80
Anl a, the r.'erend msp spote, tl.r
loud barking of dog VA, heard from
he depths ri Mos, Glen. and light. a,.
rcared passing quickly ado~n the ,al.
ley.
Trust ia Heaven - ,aii the minis.
ter L., % serk, aEl NC sAA.! aid the
cAl!d.
Will trembling, yet hurried steps, the
pastor and Gsiirr Campbell took their
way to the deep glrn. Bot tie mother
u Flora passed them. and ran ~iIdiy
i,ut IL rafi, | ItsIs, .yI