Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1856-02-22
Sunday the Happy Day.

Sunday the Happy Day.
Now, my dear little CHARLIE
said his mamma, we must begin to
put away the toys, because, you
know, this is Saturday evening"
oh yes, mamma, so 1t is. had
almost forgotten ii; and tomorrow
IS the happy day. Oh ! | am so
glad II is come again so soon.'
The Noah's Ask was brought aud
put-by in the closet, also tie maps
and games of all sorts and last OF
all, the rocking horse was carried
safely up stairs, and slowed away in
the lumber-room.
Now, dear mamma, said Charlie,
all is quite tidy and ready for Sun
day; may come and sit beside you,
just little while, before go 10 bed;
and you will find me text to learn
for Tomorrow | should so like
something about Sunday being the
happy day.
Well, my darling, | will find you
a very short one. Ii is in the 56th
chapter of Isaiah, 18Th verse: Call
the Sabbath a delight VIII that
be what you wanted !!
'Oh, yes, dear mamma; that is
beautiful, and so very short that |
shall hardly have to learn it at all.'
And now good night, my dear
boy try and recollect, when you
wake tomorrow morning, that it is
Gods day, and that we are TO keep
1t holy
Little Charlie soon fell asleep
and when he woke the next morn
ing the sun was shining brightly into
his room, and the sweet birds were
singing. as though they, too, felt tina,
Sunday was a happy day.
1t was always Mrs. Browns Gus
tom TO have her boy in her room be-
fore breakfast on Sunday mornings,
and to pray with him for blessing
on the dav. She was anxious that
he should, from his earliest years, be
taught To love the Sabbath, and 10
look upon that day as the best of
all the seven For this end she tri-
ed to make it as interesting as possi-
ble To him, and he now looked for
ward TO Sunday as one Of his hap
pIest days.
After breakfast he repeated his lit
tie text, and also the first verse Of a
lavoriie hymn, beginning
Around the throne of God in heaven,
Ten thousand children stand
His great delight was 10 get the Bible,
und ask his mamma 10 fad him some
thing to read that he could under
stand, or TO sit al her feet while she
explained some history which was
more difficult. The story which had
been chosen for this morning was that
Of the three Jewish children in the
fiery iurnance, Charlie listened with
eagerness 10 the account of their
wonderful deliverance from the pain
lul death which threatened them
AT the house of God he was very
quiet and solemn in his behavior
and thought too young TO understand
all he heard, yet the tried TO remem-
Der in whose house he was, and that
the eye of God was upon him in an
especial manner while there.
Bible stories, texts, and singing
hymns; generally closed the day, and,
the last thing, his mamma again knelt
with him, and prayed that it might
please God to bless the lessons Of the
day, and to prepare them both by his
Holy Spirit for the eternal Sabbath
above. Several Sundays passed a.
way in this manner, when one morn
ing, on awaking, Charlie complained
of a sore throat. Means were used
TO remove it, but it grew rapidly
worse ; and the flushed cheek and
beating pulse told that fever was
gaining ground.
The child seemed more than usu-
ally calm, and, seeing his mother in
tears, siroked her face with his little
burning hand, and said, Mamma,
why do you cry?' Mrs. Brown fear
ed TO tell him what she could hardly
realized herself, and for moment
was silent. Mamma, am going to
die, do you think ? said the little one.
You are very i'll, my darling child
replied his mother, and we cannot
tell whether it may please God 10
restore you or not This was said
in trembling voice, and Mrs. Brown
watched with anxiety what would
he the effect on the little sufferer
lie looked at her very earnestly, and
al last said, Mamma, won't 1t be
always Sunday in heavenI' Yes,
darling, it WILL oh then | am
so happy, because do love Sunday
here; aud TO have it always Sunday
oh, mamma shall 'call il a de-
lghl,'' MY sweet child, do you
feel afraid when Tell you that we
don't know il it will be Gods will
that you should get WE'LL mo,
dear mamma Jesus will take care
Of me, aud then shall stand around
the throne of God ia heaven,
Singing, Glory glory glofyi'
Mamma, say the next verse, please.
Mrs. Brown repeated--
What brought them to that world above
That heaven go bright and fair,
Where all is peace, and joy, and love-
How came those children there,
Singing, Glory glory glory !