Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1853-08-25

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Encom"on precious large, p'prapsr says
Joe, with eagerness.
Yes, my pom boy
Joe laughs with pleasure.
'Wot was thinkin' on then, Mr.. Snagsby
was that wen was moved on as far as ever I
could 60 and conldn': be moved no furder.
whe her you might b. so good p'praps as to
write ont very large so that any one could see it,
anywheres so that was very truly hearty sorry
that done il and that | never went for to do i, i.
and that though Tdidn't know nothing at all, I
knowed of Mr.. Woodcot once cried over it. and
was alus grleved over it, and that hnped as he
would be able to forgive me in his mind. II The
writiD' could be made to say ii very large, he
might
1t shall be SO, Joe. very large
Joe laughs again
'Thankee, Mr.. Snagsby. It's very kind Of
you, sir, and it makes me feel more conf bier
nor was afore.'
The meek little stationer, with u broken and
luHiiHSiF-u CDuSu, cups uV"u uto 'ou''H ""'i
crown-he has never heen so close to case re
quriog so manv-and is fain to depart And
Joe and he, upon this little earth, shall never
meet more. M more.
The cart so hard to draw its journeys end,
and drags over stony ground. All round the
clock it labors up the broken steps, shattered and
worn. Not many times can the sun rise, and
behold it still upon its weary road.
Phil Squod, with his heavy gunpowder visage,
at once acts as nurse and works as arInorer at
his little table in the corner often looking round
and with nod of his green baise cap, ard an
Encouraging elevation of his own eyebrow
Hold up, my boy hold up There, too is Mr..
Jarndyce many time, and Allen Woodcront
always; both thinking much how strongly fate
has eptang|ed this rough outcast in web OF
different lives. There, too, the trooper is very
frequent visitor; filling the doorway with his
athletic figure. and, for his superiority OF life and
strength, seeming to shed down temporary vigor
upon Joe, who never fails to speak more robust
" in answer to his cheerful words.
Joe is in sleepy supor today, and Allen
Woodcrout, newly arrived, stands by him, look
ing down upon his wasted form. After while
he seats himself upon the bedside, with his face
Towards him. just as be sat in the lawyers room
and touches his heart and chest. The cart
had very nearly given up, bat labor on little
more.
The trooper stands IN the doorway, still and
silent, Phil had stopped in low clirking noise
with his hammer in his hand. Mr.. Woodcrou'
looks round with that grave, professional inter-
est and attention on his f,ce, and glanclng sig
niicanty at The trooper signs to Phil to carry
hun out. When The hammer ls next lsc1, there
will be a sprck OF rust upon it,
well, Joe, what's the matter2 Don't be
ffightened.'
Il thought said Joe who had started and wss
looking round, / thought was in Tom all
aone's, again. Ain' there nobody here but
you. Mr.. Woodcrout3'
Nobody
And then amt back to Tom all alone's, an
| sir;'
No.
Joe closes his eyes, mul,ering I'm very
thankful
After watching him closely for r little while
Allen puts his mouth very uear his ear, anc
says to hun. in a low, distant voice
Joe. did you ever know prayer?
Never knowed nothing. SIR
Not 80 much as one short prayer
No sir. Nothing a, all. Mr. Chadband.
he was praying wonst at Mr.. Suagbys, and
heerd him, but he sounded as if he was speakIn
to hisself and no to me. He prayed lot. but
couldn't make out nothing on it. Different times
there were other gentlemen come down to Tom
all alone's prayin' but they mostly sed as the
tother ones prayed wrong, and all mostly sound
ed,o be talkin'to ,heirselves,or passing blame on
tothers and takin' to us, who never k"owd moth
ing. | never knowed what it was all about
1t takes him long time to say this, and few
but an experienced listener could hear, or hear
ing could understand him. After short relapse
into sleep or stupor, he makes, of sud- den,
strong effort TO get out Of bed.
Say Joe. What now !?
Its time for me to 60 10 that ere berryin
ground, sir returns he, with wild look.
Lie down. now, and tell me. What burying
ground, Joe?
Where they laid him as was very good to me
very good to me, indeed he was. It's time fol
me to 60 down to that there beryin' ground, sir
and ask to be put along with hun. ] wants to g
there and be buried He used 10 say to me-
am as poor as you, to day, Joc.' he ses, wants
to tell him that, am as poor as him, now, and
have come to be laid along with him?'
By-and-bv, Joe, by.and BY
'Ah. ppraps they wouldn't do it If was to &C
myself. But will you promise to carry me there
sir, and lay me along with him''
Il will, indeed
'Thankee, sir. thankee, sir. They'll have to
ge, the key afore they can take me in, lor III
allus locked. There's step there. as used fol
TO clean my broom. Ia here any light comm.
It's coming fast, Joe.'
Fast. The car is shaken all to pieces. and
the rugged road is very near its end.'
Joe. my poor follow
Il hear yoa, sir. in the dark, but Pm gropin
gropin'-let me catch hold Of vour hand
Joe, can you say what | sayF
.rll say anything as you say. sir, for ! know
it's good.'
.OuR FATHER'
'Our Father-yes, that's very good, SIR
sWHicH ART IN HEAVEN