Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1861-04-12

proud OF the confidence reposed in him, h
never, that morning, violated single rule
You have done nobly,' said Miss Mer
ton to him. She opened her dinner pail
Bless me, but Mrs. Gray, must hav
thought i had VOLTS apptite. Can't yo'
help me devour some of this generous din
ner.' The boy used TO scraps and crusts
took eagerly the nice white bread, the thi
slices of pink ham,ihe fresh hard-boild egg:
the seed cakes and rhubarb-pie.
Are there any cow-slips in the brook
she asked when the meal was finished.
q, yes maam, plenty Of them
j wish you would bring me five or ST,
pretty ones. am going to make herba
rum, and want some Of all the early flow
ers.'
The boy didn't know what herbariun
was, but he brought the flowers quickly, an,
looked on with curious eyes while she ana
lyzed one of the them, and then, after con
sulting her botany, carefully arranged tn
remainder in the shape of crescent, an,
placed them between the leaves of the larg,
blank book she took from her desk.
The other scholars gathered around her
and one little girl asked what she did tha
| for
Miss Merton explained and then carefully
| turning the leaves, showed 10 them page
on which lay pressed the delicate stars o
the trailing arbutus, and another on which
lay the shell-tinted flowers of the anemone
and another where the pretty little spring
buties lay clustered.
i am desirous of making very large
and beautiful collection, for wish to pre-
sent it, when finished, to an invalic
friend of mine; a lady whose lameness
prevents her from getting out into the field.
and forests to see the flowers. Do you
know, Willie, whether there is any bloodrool
grows about here !? | don't know but it is
100 late for its blossom, but hope not, foI
| want some of them very much they are
so beautiful; such snowy whiteness to
the flowers
know where there's plenty, ma'am.-
I've helped dig it many time. Old Gran.
ny Wilmorth, where | used TO live, always
wanted some TO put in spirit every spring
I'll get you some Tomorrow
Do, Willie and any other wild flowers
you may find. | shall be so glad of them
and in return I'll teach you botony, at moons
and before school in the morning, and give
you book like mine to place your speci
mems in. WouldD't you like to have her.
barum
% yes, ma'am, guess / would and the
blue eyes were very bright. Early next
morning Willie was at the school house
with six beautiful specimens of bloodroot
and several othee spring flowers which had
peeped out of the moss and underbrush Of
the forest. And Miss Merton laid the new
herbarium with William Hendrckson
written on the cover, and beautiful piece
of poetry on the first page. She devided
all the flowers and gave him half. showing
him how to analyze them, and how to press
them, and writing under each, in her own
fair chirography, the name, class and order
the spot where it grew, its peculiar charac.
terisics, its medical qualities, if it had them
and also an appropriate quotation from some
poet, and the language which florists have
given it.
The week passed on.-
Friday night came, and Willie, instead OF
being the worst, had been the best boy in
school. He was bright little fellow, and
now that his mind and heart were engaged,
he bade fair TO out strip his mates. Miss
Merton shared her dinner with him every
day, thus removing one cause Of the boy s
restlessness and disobedience, for every one
knows full stomach not an overloaded, but
comfortably full stomach, disposes one to
be more genial and orderly than an empty
one can possibly do. Indeed, we have often
thought that if the city missionaries would
carry good dinner first to the poor sinners,
and afterwards a tract the chance of convert
ing them would be much greater.
They walked home together, Friday eve-
ming, the school ma'am and the little ragged,
bare footed, and almost harless pupil. She
made the way pleasant to him, talking to
him of the beautiful world that he lived in,
and pointing out the various interesting
things that were all about them the old gray
mountains in the distance, with the purple
shadows Of evening dropping over them
the green fields beside them; the dim forest
with its cathedral asles, streaching far into
the distance; the blooming orchards, with
their snowy promises; the little brooklet
with its singing waves the brown and
golden birds filling the scanted air with
their golden notes and lastly, the scarlet
west. with the amber currents of sushine
playing over it in gorgeous tides. And
when she knew his heart was interested
and full of unutterabe telling, she said
quietly, What good God TO place us in
a world SO fair. Would you not like to
know something more about him, Willie
Would you not like 10 study that holy book
OF His, which he has gwen to mankind, to
show them the way TO heaven?'
20 yes, ma a'am,' and the boy spoke devot-
ly.
Il thought you would, and so / asked you
| am going to have class in the Sunday
School, and shall open it next Sunday
You will come, Willie, and be one of my
scholars
I'D like to, ma'am.' Then he glanced al
his bare feet and his ragged clothes, aud
sighed as he added, but don't see how ]
can. These are all the clothes ] have 10
wear
I've thought of that, Willie, and if you
will come tomorrow to the Deacon's and
let me have your jacket awhile, III mend
it up Cor you, and here's quarter I'll give
you to 20 to the store and buy new hat.
You can get a good straw one for that, can't
youT
20 yes. Dear me, how good you are to
me, don't see what makes you so. Ev-
eryboly else frets and scolds at me, and
-. Isil ,., 80 tho ,.anifaufiarp vat I'm 80