Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1859-06-17

very critical position, and that her recovery
must be the work of kind Providence.
On the afternoon Of the same day-it was
Sunday - Mrs. Green was moving softly
towards her sick child's room, when the
sound of voices arrested her attention. The
door was open, and she could hear Ellen
speaking. 1t was little Mary who was with
her.
81 know am going to die, Mary, for | car
feel it all through me; and want you to
have all my playthings-all except some Of
my picture books, which ! must give to
George"
but you won't die, Ellen. o, you won't
will YOU :" moaned the weeping sister. 80,
who will love me after YOU are gone -
perhaps mamma will love you then,
remarked Ellen. IL think she loves me now,
since am sick, for she is very kind But
when am dead she won't have me to poster
her any more. But love mamma. for she
has always taken care Of me; perhaps If
had not been so naughty she would not have
wished me dead. But you will be good to
her won't you Mary -
80, you won't die, Ellen! No. you must
not Mamma wants you to live, for have
seen her cry, when afraid you would die
perhaps she would weep when | died,
returned the sick girl, slowly and mournfully
"but she would-would-"
What Ellen :"
would not have so many to plague her
when am gone. When | am dead you tell
her how / love her. won't you -
But little Mary could not answer. and the
mother could not hear any more. if she had
With bursting heart, the stricken woman
crept away to her own room. and threw her
self upon the bed. After a while she begar
to reflect upon the past, and as the memory
of those scenes between herself and Eller
came before her, she was dumb with amaze
ment.
In the truth of her soul. she saw how le
gtimate were the feelings the little one haC
expressed. One by one she recalled the cold
harsh sentences she had spoken, and then sh'
could see the imploring looks which had rest
ed upon those gentle features as her ange
found vent.
Down upon her knees the stricken mothe
/ knelt. and her prayer went forth.
80. God of mercy save my child! An,
/ then she prayed that she might have strength
20 fulfil the vow she had made. She prayed
/ long and earnestly. and when she arose she
went to the child's room, and found the little
sufferer asleep and Mary sitting by her side
The crisis passed, ard the doctor said Eller
would live.
4 When the fruit, long ripe. hung upon th'
/ trees. and the grain looked yellow in th'
| field. Ellen Green walked out with her moth
er. When the leaves upon the trees begai
to turn yellow and fall upon the ground, sh
was strong again and when snow came ant
the merry bells began to tinkle and jingle
she took her accustomed seat in the ole
school room.
One day, when Mrs. Green sat alone in he
room. she sank into deep absorbing reyerie
and she wondered if this great change wa
all in herself Now the harmony Of hom
was never disturbed. and she often felt tear
of gratitude start to her eyes when she saw
how quickly her children sprang to obey her
and vet she did not threaten them, nor die
she even order them. She only asked then
kindly to help her, aud her blows we're al
/ kisses. and her frowns all smiles. But sh,
[ finally acknowledged that the change was il
I her path of home duty.
/ Mr.. Green now had happy home, and h,
I loNeu II. MS cnlluIcn no t"nBtl Calhc W HlH
/ for the love they could not find elsewhere
but rather did they come bringing with then
/ the love of their mother, and shed its warn
sunlight of Heaven about him. The wife haC
no more complaints to make, and George
/ little tongue learned now to lisp only swee
words and innocent prattle.
/ Mrs Green often shudders when she calls
to mind the narrow chance her first born rar
of not remaining with her on earth, but a,
the first emotions of fear pass away, she re-
members the great lesson she thereby learned
and she cannot but thank God that, even il
so severe manner, her eyes were open tc
the terrible danger she was weaving about the
household.