The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1859-04-23

loose 90 good an. opportunity for teaching
her practical charity.
And nov, while Mu. Warton and the chill,
dTsn are filling the large basket, and James
aud the hired man are loading the sled, and
Mary end John are nbfiing themselves for
th. fits, I'VE VII 30 % The Other afs.ide'
Par on M fne subybs, on the open field,
ahert the wind haS flIl sweep this dismal
night. stands an old brown house, which even
/ frthihss who esnnot afford 70 pay rent, have,
one after another, defeTted, and which would
be tenaHllefs nov, but Mrs Robinson can
! md M other khflieL Within that house h
/ little boy IL laying the last stick upon The
lhre-piaee, and a tear il tnekling down his
cheek, which he quickly wipes away In the
corner Of the room 10 a low bedslead, the
covering Of which opee was good bpt though
clean, is TaFged and worn n6R. There lay
the sick girl, and the mother. kneeling at the
bedside, was holding in one hand those of
heT daughter and the other was pressing her
forehead. The wind roared without, and as
i swept by the ddhing snow, the Aiekering
flames from the hearth WAS the only light IN
that dwelling.
"shes dying, my darling IL dying" sobbed
the mother, aud the boy ran 10 the bed,
side. He had tfed TO restrain he teara be-
fore, for fear Of grie,ing his mother, but he
wept bitterly nov.
"SarAh, my child, my darling" she almost
shrieked, must you die now, and here In !
this cold, cold sp0t, and your father never
see you AGAIN. q, Heavenly Father let |
this cup pass from me, but not my will, but /.
thine be done"
A cold sweat was on the brow Of the little |
sufferer, but ftill her tears we're bright and
fixed upon her parent, her lips moved, and
she said "mother"
The sound Of Gleigh.bells was heard at the
door
"somebody ia coming" said Charley, as he
ran 10 the window.
us IL papa" asked the dying girl.
mo, no, don't say IT, my ehild,' said the
mother, ''you are dying, aud will meet papa
IN heaven
The door opened and DR.. warton entered
with Mary and John, and the good pastor.
Mr. WilfoTd, all loaded with clothes aud pro-
visions.
"Ble" you God bless YOU" exclaimed
Mrs. Robinson. for coming at this hour, my
sweet girl IA dying"
The doctor walked up 10 the bedside and
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II am afraid she H."
81 knew Il, | knew H." said the mother. 4,
md she threw herself upon the bed by her
'hild. "Oh, II IL could be 40 II your faith.
~ N'hiA wv ot HNlnk lloMs anu Nnflt 10 close
your eyes, nv darling Pray for me, pra,
or U.s. Mr.. Wilford, for my Sarah is dying
low." ,
Aud the group, all weeping, kneeled down. ,
While the rector offered a fcTvent prayer to
Him who doth rot afIiiet willingly the child. 6
cn Of men.
A' the Amen responded, loud knock was q
ieard At the door.
at is James with the wood" said the doe
or, and Johnny ran TO open the door.
There ia gentleman here" said James. t
"a auauSes s"ssNs,., sos. .-s-,--.-s5 - ,
tant around the room, said
la this your home. while am rich ?"
Il WIS but moment, when husband and
sife were claspcd in each Others arms. The .
ihock Was too great, Mrs. Robinson Swooned,
md for a while serious fears were entertain
ID lca,, under the circumstances OF her pro-
raetcd suffering, her mental anguish, and Of |
1er husbands return, she might be overcome
beyond the means OF restoration. But no
,ooner had she begun 10 revive, than the
DOCTOR called the attention Of the parents to I
.he condition Of their child.
at ia your fathvT, ny tlsat-dying child" ,
,hrcked Mrs Robinson, and Ae father clasp
I'd the little girl to his heart
She attempted to throw her arms about
his neck. and family said, Papa - and above
the bowling winds without, were heard the
,obs Of the father. lie raised his head to
look into the face OF his child, but she was
still, her eyes fixed, and her breath had gone
her fathers tears were on her cheek, and
Papa" vas the last word that fell from the
lips of little Sarah.