The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1855-11-22
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j y would tire my young readers, If
should tell them how bravely Martha
struggled to clear the old homestead
farfh-how th spirited saddle horse and
gay ,equipage we're sold and faithful old
Sorrel only tetained FIR use how Mar
tha snd Robert turned gardeners, and
raised fswers and vegetables for the
'aueighbcring city market; how good
fsrn hand was hired, who knew just
where and whes to plant the wheat aud
corn, how to sell the ripened fruit and
grais to the best Advantage; how the
old clothes were turned, made over,
word threadbars, and patched ; ysuuc
heatts would weary with the details OF
this Brave struggle, Which cost the wid.
low aud her children 70 many anxiou,
and toll laden hours rs "a .a.H
Hardly six months more remained
for Martha to redeem her farm, aud yet
Esq Bland must count into his we'll ELL
ed Golfers 500 more before he would
release the mortgage E-. '
Do you wonder now, that one dollar
seemed . large sun for Grace to ask.
and that her mother looked ,hosghtful
and sad when she thought Of the long
winter and the large sum that must still
be missed 2 asaa-.ra. 81. a-se s..-r. .
! TI.s, mellow Indian summer shons
chesriy into the old kitchen on the
morning after its occupants we're 6rsl
introduced to our readers. The break.
fast table was cleared away before hi.
yellow beams kissed the eastern gable
and they rested lovingly on the widow,
soft brown hair, as she knelt by the
broad hearth stone to eommi, her lamb
to the guidance of the great Shepherd
for another day. Never had more
hopeful, cheerful smile beamvd on her
still fair face, as she helped Robert pre-
pare the last load of vegetables, which
could be spared from her own cellar,
for the city market. Never had her
grnile good bye sounded so sweet to,
Grace as she startod for the village
school
But Grace, still trying to devise some
way for ob,aiuing her coveted bouk, d d
not tri 3 over tho familiar road with her
usual buoyant air. You would have
thought, if you could have seen her SO
ber, quiet step, that all the care and
diguity of womanhood had been laid up
on her gi'lish shoulders since she dane.
ed with the sunbeanls yestel day She
scarcely quickencd her pace when she
saw her chosen friend, Jane Nichols,
bounding up the village street to meet
her. ID.
why, Grace she called As soon as
they we're within speaking distance,
you are ten minutes later than usual
and | thought some good fairy would
prompt you to come half hour earlier
to help me plan for tho day. fun On
ly think, Grace, we have persuaded Mr.
Cushman to Civ, us holiday, and we
are going over to Haziewood, beyond
Usepwater pond, nutting Father is
goiug to harness the farm horses to the
hay cart, aud he says ten girls can 'ide
III it. Cl. Crosby is going to fill his
carriage with 81 Is, and Esq Bland will
take Mr.. Cushlnan aud Miss Sherbourne
ever in his barouche. Oh, you must
see the baskets Of cakes, pies, preser-
yes, pickle and cold meat that We
carry tor luuchson But what is the
matter, Grace You do not look more
than half pleased, and expected you
would shout and clap your hands when
1 told you Of our plans. .. |
This Was certainly the first impulse
of Grace, for dearly as she loved books,
she heartily eajoyed an sxeu sion for
frolie aud fun, but vision Of her moth
or, pale, patient aud self.sac'i6cing, ross
before bcr, and she thought it would be
wicked for her to spend the day in pleas
urs. when her mother must bend over
the 4" seam, gusset and band " all day
to give her . sheitsring roof, It...
SJase, | do not thluk | can &C.
Mother sent ms to school, and it would
not be right for me to spend the day in
nutting.' .'. ~
.Nsusspss, Grsesr! ysu'vs grown