The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1858-07-14
From Emery's Journal of Agriculture.
Tho Resolve.


tho grassy pastures ana quiet woodlands
OF the country. The wealth of her father
precluded the necessity Of demands upon
her timo as far as the household was con-
cerned, and she was left TO do as she
chose, to work, play, or sleep. Possess
ing an active and cnquiring mind, she be-
came, in time, very intelligent upon all
subjects connected with country life. b.
sides this, she could sketch finely, ride el.
eganty, sing without affectution. and was
by no means Ignorant of the noble truths
unioided in history, the delights of litera-
ture. or the sublime creations of possy.
She possessed no glazing fault, she vas
recklessly generous, kind hearted and mer-
ry. A very butterhy's existence was hers.
Although usually so careless and light
hearted, she reflected deeply, earnestly,
sometimes. Who does not whose COM
panions are the ever thoughtful, silent
trees ard skies She is thus thinking
when we would introduce her to YOU Lis
ten to her soliloquy
"Of what use am | to the world?
Whose cares do l lighten2 Whose bur-
dens do help to bear2 or rather, who is
bearing mine7 for, though men say life is
a struggle, do not toll. Father loves
me, it is true. and mother would, were she
not sleeping there in the church yard and
George, dear George, idolizes me know.
But why do they love me2 never did
anything to make their life-tasks easier
l never took care away from them l
never watched beside their pillows when
they were in pain my fingers were never
employed in fashioning garments for them
to wear; | never supplied them with food.
They would sorrow of course, if were to
die, but aohy would they7 because they
are accustomed to hear my voice, my
laugh and my footstep, the power of asso-
citation is great, aud it would take time
for them to become used to my absence,
just as | missed my canary for days and
weeks, event but ere long they would not
miss me- just as | no longer miss my for
mer pet. o. it is hard, hard, to think
that have never done a noble deed, that
my death would not cause ripple on the
sea of life, that my existence is so aim.
less, that my past is so voicoless, when
questioned for good acts, that to those
whom love st, | am so valueess ?"
And amid tears and sobs Grace Hazel
ton bewails her thoughts, her short CON-
ings, her heedlessness of " life's great
end"
But, listen to her now reflection has
led, as it almost always does. to reforma-
ton. The victory is half gained, when
the erring one sees and laments the error.
With burning check and sparkling eye,
she speaks her proud decision.
Il will no longer be a mere parasite,
living upon the exertions of others. Why
was created, endowed with intellect and
health, and vigor, but for a purpose!
That purpose shall be accomplished. From
this hour promise God, myself and the
world, which has so many heretofore I'M
needed claims upon me, that | will be
-" Up and doing, with heart for any fnte
Still achieving, still pursuing, viii labor, will
wait"
With Grace to will was to conquer. She
still adheres to her resolve, for she says
Aside from motives of duty and OBJ
legation, | would yet strive earnestly and
faithfully in life. if only that dying, l
might be missed for would be regretted"
Not as an authoress, or actress, or a
leader Of "Woman's Rights Conventions"
is Grace fulfilling her destiny, and bene.
fitting the world. Nay but a nobler
sphere is hers. Quietly at home, by the
freside, in the sick chamber, in the school,
room, in the crowded parlor, in the home
of want and wretchedness, beside the
couch of the dying she is doing her work!
a faithful wife, true mother, a noble in.
tellectual woman, benefactor of all with
whom she is associated She is winning
fame which shall be lasting as eternity
She is building herself a monument Of
honor in thousand hearts.
And now my dear reader, perhaps
your highest aim has been, to be the
belle of the ballroom, the envied of al
lesser lights" the courted of the proud
and naughty. God pity you! Alas
that which He has given should be thu
dwarled, thus dishonored that a spiri
which shall live as long as he exists
should aspire to no nobler destiny B,
no longer untrue to yourself and YOU
Creator Resolve that you will not b,
drone among the vast working thronp o