Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1856-02-08

Turnpenny really liked pleasant tune and
when winter came she tried to PERSUADE her
that singing would be excellent for Peggy's
lungs, and perhaps keep her from going into
a consumption.
'My nephew, James Fairweather, keeps
a singing school" said she sand he says he
will teach her gratis. You need not feel
under great obligation; for her voice will
lead the whole school, and her car is so
quick that it will be no trouble at all to teach
her. Perhaps you would go with US, some
times, neighbor Turnpenny? 1t is very
pleasant to hear the childrens voices"
The cordage of Aunt Hetty's mouth re-
laxed into smile. She accepted the in
vitation, and was SO much pleased that she
went every Sunday evening. The simple
tunes, and the sweet young voices, fell like
dew on her own dried-up heart, and greatly
aided the genial influence of her neighbor's
example. If Peggy was disposed to be
idle, it was only necessary to say, @When
you have finished your work, you may go
and ask whether Mrs. Fairweather wants
any erands donep Bless me, how the
fingers flew Aunt Hetty had learned to
use turnips instead of the cudgel.
When spring came, Mrs. Fairweather
busted herselfwith planting roses and vines.
Miss Turnpenny readily consented that Peg
gy should help her, and even refused to take
any pay from such good neighbor. But
! she maintained her own opinion that it was
a mere waste of time to cultivate flowers
The cheerful philosopher never disputed
this point, but she would sometimes say, 81
have no room to plant this rosebush.-
Neighbor Turnpenny, would you be willing
to let it set on your side of the yard? 1t
will take very little room, and viii need no
care" ".sl b 9
AT another time she would say, "Well,
really, my ground is too full. Here is root
of lady's delight. How bright and pert it
looks. 1t seems pity to throw it away
If you are willing, l will let Peggy plant it
in what she calls her garden Il will grow
Of itself, without any care, and seeds will
come up and blossom in all the chinks of
the bricks. love it. 1t is really such
bright good-natured little thing. Thus,
by degrees, the grabbed maiden found her
self surrounded with flowers; and she even
declared, of her own accord, that they did
look pretty.
One day when Mrs. Lane called upon
Mrs. Fairweather, she found the old weed
grown yard bright and blooming. Tab, |
quite fat and sleek, was asleep in the sun
shine, with her paw upon PinRs neck, and
little Peggy was singing at her work as
blithe as bird. !
Show cheerfully you look here" said
Mrs. Lane "And you have really taken
the house for another year? Pray how do !
You manage to get on with the neighbor-in-
law !'
"l find her very kind obliging neigh |
boz" replied Mrs. Fairweather.
''Well, this is miracle!7 p exclaimed Mrs.
Lane. 'Nobody but you would have un-
dertaken to thaw out aunt Hetty's heart
"That is probably the reason that it was
never thawed," rejoined her friend. "I al
ways told you that not having enough of
sunshine was what allied the world. Make
people happy, and there will not be half
the quarrelng, nor tenth part of the wick
edness there is" ...-...... /
From this gospel of joy, preached and
practiced, nobody derived so much benefit
as little Peggy. Her nature which was fast
growing crooked and knotty, under the ma
lign influence of constraint and fear, straight
ened up, budded and blossomed, in the gen
ial atmosphere of cheerful kindness.
Her affections and faculties were kept in
such pleasant exercise, that constant light
ness of heart made her almost handsome-
The young music teacher thought her more
than almost handsome, for her affectionate
soul shone more beamingly on him than
any other; and love makes all things beau
tiful. 1t
When the orphan removed to her pretty
little cottage, on her wedding-day, she threw
her arms round the blessed missionary of
sunshine, and said, "Ah, thou DEAR good
Aunt, it is thou who hast made my life
FAIRwEATHER"