Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1862-07-11
OLD SERIES,

. smouldering Goals below tior thcy hau sue
ceeded In stopping the progress OF the
aamcs.) anxiety for the safety Of my hus'
band and child, and my inability to move.
overcame mo again, and again tainted.
When once moro recovered, Was lying on
4 comfortable bed In tho house Of friend,
my babe beside me. Then learned that
my husband had been badly burned. and
had como near peri'hins; Tor the house
took fro again in the middle Of tho night.
and. with several others. Was totally con-
samed. bat that barely mn hour before that
| I had been searched for and found. insensi-
ble.
And how did you feel them spappishly
inquired Miss Frctt.
.UnspcakAbiy happy that four precious
lives were spared; my shildren's. my hus.
bands. and my own. replied Aunty A,kin'
son with . reprovins look.
These reverscs damrened my husbands
spirits considerably, and for years he ioiled
along. while We lived without Injuries OF
any kind. and with hardly convepienees.
Ny daughter was born in the mids. OF our
deepest poverty. wondered. then, how We
should raise hsr-a little. siekly thing. del.
ica,e IRON her birth. Bot che lived. thsnk
God lived to be my comfort; lived to aid
the with her own hands.
Aun'y grew silent. and the 'quire's lady
was perplexing herself with conjecture as to
the noble iaru and handsome house which
the A,kinsOns owned in the village, when
tho narrator, after . Few thoughtful mo.
men,'. resumed her story.
Five years ago.. she said. just as we
were struggling TO keep the boys at school
I've could not think ol sending them to col.
lege,) my husband saw Q chance notice IN q
daily paper. calling attention to the rela
,iyes oi one John Atkinson. and requesting
an at,endaaen upon certain lawyer as soon
as possible. lie went. and tho result was,
he found himself q rich man the old gen.
tlcman having owned immense estates in the
wcs, Indies. and he being his nearest and
mos, direct heir, Inherited ell. Since then,
God has blessed US more than wo deserve.
We lave known only plenty and gracious.
ncss from his hand.
But how can you wear % clear brow
asked the squlre'' lady. replacing her spec.
iacle.. and taking up her neglected needles,
alter 50 many years Of sorrow
Because. I Away. felt that all things
would work together good to tho.e who
love Cod replied Oh, dear old lady; ',hat
Affections spring no, from the ground. but
are sen, for our good. Besides, ! s,ro,s to
DO most christian when most was In
trouble; To trust Him mos, when Ills prov.
ideness were darkest; TO walk under the
cloud with the s,ad Of faith IN my hand,
ill God pleased to show me sunlight.
Which would you love be.t-tha child that
hwned while you cares-ed. and grew cold.
revensciul and angry a, your just eha',i,e.
ment. or that one who receives al things
with mOekpe-- and sweet submission. whrth.
or good or evil ('eemlpsly evil to him. at
your hands -
The .quirc's lady was silent
Some people can bear everything, but ]
can't. nor never SHALL calculated Miss
frett: IL ain't in my nature
Neither was II in mine neither can II
be in any. till purified with that spirit
which tho divine One wore. returned Aun'y
A,kiLsOn. But eco how gloriou'ly the
crimson Of the setting sun falls on the chest.
nut trees
'Ye'. and there is Cole to say supper Is
ready in the srbor. remarked the more
practical lady OF the squire. as the honest
face Of the servan, appeared.
No. ma'am.' said Cole. with prac.
ticed bow I've como to tell you that
KITTY. broke the great chany bowl Of the
squires.'
20, my soodnvs'!' cried his mistress.
with face Of absolute distress. I'D rather
mos. anything q happened. What shall |
do? wha, q los-! The squirs'll turn
KITTY OF to morrow. Il does seem as II I
should die with ,h,ts girl! I'm just the un.
luelisa being in the world! To think -
tha, bowl has heen in the family for twenty.
Eve years. and the careless JADE must 20
and break IL, She might just rs we'll have
broken my heart; for l."
She paused. meeting tho merry twinkle.
strangely mixed with glance OF sorrow, IN
Aunty Atkin.On's eye. 10 confusion. che
tried to apologir,.
'Ah,' said Aunty. shaking her bead,
where tho treasure 10, there will be the
heart also Z"
The squire's lady vas silent; she fSlt the
rcbukc. and no longer wondered Why the
calm brow Of her friend was yst unwrinkled.
the soul unshaken. All her life she herself
had been fighting for and sr'evins over
iria,,. while aun,y had fired her eye 'oisfy
on hearen. and tho storms Of advcr'ity were
all under her Icct. Happy are you, reader.
u you 60 and do likewise.