The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1855-12-13

warm twin Be when we ess there
Come, won't walk 70 fast, that's COED
4 cant w.lly, Is.n't. Ny ss.. ar.
- heavy they vest msvs, and my f'u-
gers ache - at the ends; Just a If some
body vas biting them.
Please let me lie down, wally, and
you can put your arms around me, and
can 90 TO sleep just as web % I could
u the cradle At home;' for the intense
cold was beginning to induce that letb-
srgy which would have proved too fatal
to the child.
Walter was suffering intensely with
the cold too, and fer q moment bs felt
tempted 70 comply with the child's re-
quest, but the thought of his father
reused him again.
There vas but one method which
could induce the child to proceed, and
Walter knew we'll that the little faint
eng heart in that benumod frame was
very warm with lsve for him, and rub
bing the cold hands with all hi, might.
ihs'said sorrowfally,
And 50, Mary, you will lesv. Walter
ITO 60 oil that long way alone. 1t will
stem great deal longer, and he will
cry all the time, now papa bas gone and
nary nas LETT him too. Won't you 90
tor my sake, little sistorp
The blue, closing sys opened again.
Two or three sobs broke over the childs
lips, but betwixt them she whispered,
Kiss me twice, Wally, and I'll try.'-I
And Walter pressed bis lips, not twice
or thrice to the blue ones of his sister,
and wrapping her bands tightly in his
own, they recommencsd their journey.
In after years, when Walter looked
down ol t.at night, he would say that
it"smed little short of q miracle to
him, low that last mile and q half was
accomplished. All the boy could not
See 'hat angels went before and led tho
way.
The severity Of tho weather had in
no wise ies.ensd tho gathering at par
son killers that evening. Both the
Parlors were opened for the occasion,
for the old and young were assembled
under the beloved roof, and the low
hum of nany voices mingled musically '
with the loud cracking of the huge logs
in the chimneys. o, they we're hap
Py company! Yes could have tsld that
by the smiles on every face; BY the
light u the eyes of all into which your
cwn would have looked.
Now, Miss Maggie, I've got bold OF
You minute, while they're setting the
table, and l want ysu to Just peep in
here, cried Hannah, who reig.sd sole
mistress Of tho culinary realm, drawing
our heroine into large old fashioned
pantry. There she said, aiding the
effect of her remarks by emphatic punch
es in her auditors ribs and sides, did
you ever in your born days, Miss Mag
gle, see tho like o. this Three barrels
of -four, two whole chessss, three frkius
OF very best butter, to say nothi.g Of
the potatoes and apple sarcs, the turnip,
and deughnuts-where on the globed
airth W. can stow such heap, is mar
vel to me- and the good woman heaved
Sigh Of mingled satisfaction and fatigue
as she glanced round the closely piled
shelves.
Margaret laughed her own gay, rip
ping laugh, that would have reminded
you OF nsthing in the world but birds
among spring blossoms. Never you
mind, Hannah, you'll find place some
where, and--hark wasn't that knock
at the kitchen door p
Yes, l believe twas; dear me it
does seem - if there vas no end and
Hannah went out with such an air of
tho martyr that it slieted another laugh
from Maggie, which was broken short
by tho womsus loud exclauation,-
Goodness alive! what have we got
here" Another In moment and Maggie
was At the door. "
Two little children stood there their
limbs ware stiH and their flesh we're blue
with the cold. II was a pitiful sight IS
they sbivered ia the bitter wind, and
the younger would have fallen if her
brether's arm had not upheld her.
Please ma'an, We have walked q
long way in the dark, aud little sister 10
almost frozen Won't you let US come
imp
Before Maggie could speak, Hanuahs
strong arm had pulled both the children
into the house.
Let you como in, you poor little
soulsn she cried with tears of genuine
sympathy rolling down her cheeks
Pm thinking that the creature that
wouldn't do this would never get in at
,t-e great door above. Come close to
.tLs fro. Just look at their little red
arms, Miss Maggie