The Rutland County herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1852-1855, 1854-01-27
Chr ton,iln GirtIr.
A DIARY.
by MARTHA RUSSELL.



Again we gathered round the fire
we did not speak Of the past, but the
russcis were brought MP, and we talked
over the condition Of the farm, every
field of which was almost as familiar TO
me as to james, the comparative quail
ties Of ;he " Hudson meadow and lhe
clover piece" ior spring wheat, the
amount OF available rail timber in the
cover youdrr' woods. and, before !
slept, we had run a new fence around
the Juniper lot and james bad root
ed out their spreading branches. May
he as easily root up his evil habits -
But that can hardly he, yet, when
left this morning, rs he placed ihc icins
in my hands hc said, earnestly, " You
have trusted me as a man--spokcn TO
me as one. Elizabeth, aud you SHALL see
that will be one" Aye, with Gods
help, James.
Fe5. 2GM-Another stroke Of paral-
ysis, and now my mother knows me no
perhaps, no more on earth. /
heard Mrs +. calling 10 her daughter
Mary, moment ago. Ny mother will
never call me ngain-neyer utter my
name This is tasting the bitterness OF
death
Fsb. 28h.-A letter from Emilia
Cranston. How strange and unreal
sound her gay word. Of balls, aud par
ties, and conquests." One thing gives
me pleasure--as much rs this weary
/ heart can feel. Fred. II. did not 20 {,
/ Enropo, only to Cuba, aud is now il
New York
.NqrcL 20H.- All is over! Ny mo
ther-my aH-lies pulseless and rigid it
the room below. have sat by her 70
hours in kind of duh stupidity, scarce
" recognizing anything feeling anything
bot this leadcn sense of loss. When vii
the end come
Narch 2ld.-Last night slept 70
the first time in four nights--a hrav,
drcamiul. troubled sleep--a countcrpal
oflhe day. Then rose and went dow
to the white form lying 50 still there hc
meath the white sheet, that which va
my mother, and yet was not; and fo
the first time the tears sprang forth
fears for mysclf--nol her. could re,
ognize the hand Of God, but not trust i
Oh. how dark and lonely looked the wa
of life. | walked to The window au
looked ont through my hlinding tear
Oh, how dreary and miserable SCENE
that prospect, which ever before ha
. worn some new phase of heauty--lh
long strip Of " tidal sand" the tail blu,
stakes of the fishing ponds The rave
ing waves in the foreground, stealth
ever in and in, as death had stolen {
a me-ihe waste Of Wild waters back,
y by q shroud OF gray March mist lhrou.
which STRAINED family the weak bear
Of the rising sun.
: suddenly, twiitcring down upon
bunch Of fca,-nip, whose dry stalks RI
tied beneath tie window. came two liii
= brown sparrows. A. watched the
hopping from stalk to stalk, picking
the dried seed-N horl,,l remembered !
2 word.-"Yc are of more value lh
e many sparrows !" Did lie send then
q Oh, did he not ;-for my heart acce
ed their teaching. and WAS comfor'ed
MarcA 23d--I have looked my \
20 upon thai face, have seen ilr d
hcaled over The cofin, and comprrhc
the mounfl ,ienifrance of the old m
,- i.ler'. words. when he thanked flieI
.. and nciahl,or, for their assistance
'barying our dead from sight"
A. iurncd away frum that gra
nov. my only hrrilscr. my hanl ,
'' rra.prd by blind Old NJ. u. who -
James had come. not merely 10 pas
- lat respect 10 ibe irad, lut 90 ohrr
the orphan dauglier a home in %
q" hop-e.
''' ! wns deeply 'oar'ei by 'lii, ii
ness; but more hy lam,s's word,
=. manner, vhrn hc said, 'imid'r. %. if
happiness might deepen my grief 9
-. Emily l.. bad forgiven him Dis ~
-'ia, ,he would br his wife 10
spring. nnd longed 10 hase fnc come
- For rme may sn 80 ilrm.
ihai mu.t noi hr mY abiding place
y life Of action muI De- mime s.
health and education. and a.l up
g.. dovn ,he great ihorourif're. af
-. -, land are ihoc waiiius 20 BE- tauah
a. a, Somewhere among ihcse shall ir
- place anl labor on until ! 60 dosl
80 tlr grave. one ~ il.p-r
-. Nsgsa a-u ia.s sst. nal ist fssiftf
90 Nlfri 25A-Gol .ad o. iien
a. a. HslIi ans dlcfe ua. lishi rrinar
sa 40 wori.' Yea, have i..cy noi .sn.d