The Rutland County herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1852-1855, 1854-09-29

rALEroR TIM room AND TRIED.


William Carter rose from ilinl and
uneasy slumhcr. The night had been
cold and windy-such nights as Deccm-
brr usually brings among The hills Of
New Hampshire. Williams bed was
hard, and the cold wind had found its
way through many a crack and creyice
in lis runous' cottage but he might
have slept if his mind had been nj case.
His wife was delicate woman toll
and exposure had brought on linger-
ing illness. and she lay all night moan
ing with pain. and shivering with cold.
William arose, and having kindled
fire. went forth into the open air. The
clouds were black and heavy, and the
wind swept in gusts through the naked
trees. Away in the distance tho ,orn
of the trees were already white with
snow. lie had engaged days work
on a neighborins farm but it was use
less to CO. the farmer would not work
that day; so he turned away with a
heavy step, and reentered his dwelling.
The children were soon stirring, and
the pale suffering mother rose from her
couch to prepare the morning meal. A
few potatoes were boiled for the father
and children, and cup Of Cruel pre-
pared for herself.
William Carter and his wife had seer
better days but sickness and misior'
tune, the fraud of some, the cruelty O
others, had driven TN, m forth from thei
pleasant home, which he had spent the
strength Of his early manhood to pur
chase. and forced them 10 take shelter
in their present miserable abode.
'Whv can't we have some bread an'
butter 2 said little janice, child si'
years Old, pushing away the potato
which was offered him. we used t.
have bread and pies and don't wan
potatoes all the time
An expression of agony passed Owe
III. fathers face. Bitter feeling wa
! rushing through his heart
, against Provideuce--repinings at HI
lot-unbelief in God.
4 i would bear everything but this
murmured he. i can bear toll. humi
, iation and want, myself but cann'
see my children pine for bread, and m
Sife shiyering in this miserable hoveI
Ifthere Is God, why does he snii'
> the rich to oppress the poor, and Il
IS strong to crush the weak som
= times feel like taking justice into n
1t own hands. and with my o~n arm aven
h Ing my cause.
A, But the storm was soon over. Soiie
ci by the hopeful, tender words Of b
afflicted wife, his bitterness Of spit
" passed away His poverty and }
Is wrongs we're all forgotten in ihe mcl
b. ory Of his sinful anger and murmurir
ne The spirit Of other days relurned--t
10, divine iriumphel over the human a
they bowed down before God, with I
n. ! loving confidence Of little children, ca
i. ins al their cares on His nightly ar
and committing the fuinro TO bis dir
ton.
-, A storm was evidently coming
~ outside. Already the snow began
w. GU. ba, there was not wood enough
TX the door 10 la, two day, aud Wi!ia
be must 60 70 a ucighborio gc' pern'ss
~. 10 ca, Few trees. Or nj iea'i To pick
The limi,s that were lying about;
,g. Luitoncd up bis coat anI went oui.
~ ready a ,hia white drapery lay o
,he bosom of ,hc ,arli, ,wi'ied :
graceful knots and Nr.aihs- lie II
voc ped oa something 4hieh moved be"r
'e'' his fool-and. looking dovn. be sa'
.es' large pocket book, half covered
eut snow. 4 suiden fash q JOY dai
'aa through hi, heart. SriEius %, be o.
m, "a his face from she aind 20 exam
,,- II, contents There was roll ni lea
oo.e,. uh.ei De unrollci and eoyn
liz drsl impals- vas 10 secure
81 money ana ihrou ihe pocket boa H5
ct VA, o. Il lis osnf H. had Round
hal nos hessrn seai il iH mercy q
oni rr..el 10 his wunis--an answer 20
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