The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1861-10-18
THE CALEDONI IAN.

have had men swear at me- have lad
a man dance around me as if possessed OF
devil. and spit his foam in my face; but
never found man would give up. 1t may
take long time to reach his manhood; but
he is not brute think it is Charles Dick
ems who says: Away up great many par
OF stairs, in very remote corner. easily pass
ed bv, there is door, and on that door is
written woman" And SO in the heart Of
the vile>t outcast, away up great many par
OF stairs, in a very remote corner, easily pass
ed by, there is door on which is written
Man" Here is our business to find that
door. 1t may take 4 long time; but begin
and knock Don't get tired; but remember
Gods long suffering to US, and keep knock
ing long time if need be- Don't get weary
if there Is no answer; remember him whose
locks were wet with the dew. Knock on
Just try it-yon try it; and ust SO sure will
the quiyering lip and starting tear tell YOU
YOU have been knocking at the heart of
man and rot brute. 1t is because these
poor wretches are men, and not brutes, that
We have hopes Of them. | once picked up i
man in the market place. They said, "lIe is
brute-let him alone took him home
with me, and kept the brute" fourteen days
and nights, through his deirium, and he
nearly frightened Mary out of her wits, one
night chasing her all about the house with a
boot in his hand. But ste recovered her
wits and he recovered his. He said to me.
"WeII, | shouldn't" Il have. and-God bless
her dear little heart-my little Mary is as
pretty little thing as ever stepped said
tie brute where do they live ."
They live two miles away from here
when did you see them LAST" About
two years ago." Then he told me his sad
story. | said,-"iou must 90 back again.
Il must not go back won't-my wife is
better without me than with me. will not
go back any more; | have knocked her. and
kicked her, and abused her; DO you suppose
will 60 back again." | went to the house
with him. | knocked at the door and his
wife opened it. is this Mrs Richardson o.
lies sir We'll, that is MIR Richardson
Laughter. And. Mr. Richardson, that is
Mrs Richardson. Now come into the house y
They went in. The wife sat one side of the
room, and the brute" on the other | wait
cd TO see who would speak first: and it was
the woman. Applause. But before she
fidgetcd good deal. She pulled up her
apron till she got hold Of the hem ard then
she pulled it all down again. Then she fold
ed it all up closely, and jerked it out through
her fingers an inch at time. and then she
spread it all down again and then she look
ed all about the room and said, well, VII
Lam" And the brute" SAID WELL Mary ."
Laughter. He had a large handkerchief
round his neck and She said. You had bet
ter take the handkerchief off, William; You'll
eed it when You 90 out" He began to
tumble about It. The knot was large enough :;
he could have united it if he liked but he
said, "Will you unite it, Mary" and she
worked away at it: but her fingers We're
clumsy, and She couldn't get it off; their eyes
met, and the love-light was not all quenchtd ::
She opened her arms gently. and he fell into
them. If You had seen those white arms
c.a>ped about his neck, and he sobbing on
hcr breast and the child looking in wonde.
first at one and then the other, YOU would
have said. at is not u brute; it is a man,
With great biz warm heart in his breast
tell YOU it is glorious work to get at
these hearts: it is glorious work to play up
OF man,-to play upon him till YOU make
him sing,-aye and sing sweet music, too =
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