The daily Green Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1861-1865, 1862-03-07
street, contrary to his usual b.b;. .
night was cold and dark. '''' 10

night was cold and dark. ''0l' 'Ntg
Did you see Mr. Minor urD,r .,
was a faint, nourniul voice which a.!
question, and the speaker was = n,' as'0 III
ccd woman, whose sunken eyes .n Nv, @ta
cheeks told you at once she was N ; ;'. "oIYs
The chamber where she sat was ve pr,'.a
ly furnished, bu: everything wax W., NY: l9r
small fire was burning in the orsn o""
solitary candle en- the stand. 49, 'ala
No, mother, Mr.. Minor won., l.,
for week." answered tie boy SLOW h, ''o.
sadly, as though lie hated to connmur;, ,~ '@l
news. "'
lie was slender, delicate Joot;o.,
apparently in his twelfth year. Wy.
It is my last hope said the n,a
looking despairingly on the thin hand, 'D ,st
lay in her lap. "''
There is no way to pay the rent anil
agent said it 1t wasn't ready when he c,,a'
tomorrow, VIC must 60 into the street W -'4
will become of us, my poor children I ~
hung on to Mr. Minors getting back ;hes,,
so kind to your father before he died In. ss
last hope is gone now. | could have e,,n.j
the money if it hadn't been for this ,jrEns.
brought on by steady sewing, but to.morro ,s
we must 90 into the street" She said n,
words with great tears slowly cbas;n,
themselves down her pale chcessE
" Don't cry, mother. l earned shIIjp,
this afternoon selling papers, and bought VI,
and Mary each nice orange" intvrposed h.
the boy, trying to speak in d bright, hopeo
voice.
AID now small, eager hand was ,hrnv
out ior the fruit, and a little voice said e,,.
nest "" Oh, mother, don't let us feel D,
now we've got the oranges.
At that moment there was loud ran a,
the chamber door, which started the it.fa
family, but Harry was not long in usberi..
into the room an old gentleman, who enoui.
red if Mrs. Carpenter resided there.
His lance took in tins room and it's tb,as
oc cupants, and after taking the seat which
Harry Carpenter brought him, he said, -
am Squire Durham, and | called here to "a,
Mrs. Carpenter, that ! would not press ii.
matter about the rent that if you could MY
meet it, you might stay on here, and would
cot trouble you.
A flash o. JOY went over the three face:
but the mother broke down into a sob. On
sir, God in heaven bess you Tor this and
they were the sweetest words which Stephen
Durham had heard for many day.
But before he could answer his gazc vas
attracted to small wistfu, upturnel face in
the corner, and it's sweet blue eyes, and The
golden CLEANS in it's brown hair, were IKE
the face which shone away off in the morn.
ing Of his boyhood--,he lace Of his sister
Hetty
rs his gaze met the little girls, she rose
up, and came toward him. You won, send
mamma, and Harry, aad me, into the street.
will you? she said, 10 her sweet, pia,g.
way cause we cans live there when TIE
wind blows, and the rains come, and the
great carriages will 20 over US and monEa
is sick, and I'm little girl, you know, and
Harry isn't big enough 10 do anything ta:
sell papers.
My child said Squire Duoham :9-
shall never 60 into the street! and his vol,
was not quite steady, and there was q stray,
moisture about his eyes.
He took the little girl on his knees an.
she nestled her bright young head on b,
shoulders, chattering away to him, and think
Tug what Il good, kind man Squire Dunbar
was
The landlord remained sometime WITH hi,
tenants. Many kind words ana promise
caee,ed then, for that little head resting soft
ly against his heart, warmed and gaGGe e
1t; and before he leit, Squire Durham ben
down and kissed the little girl, aad lei: .s
ten dollar gold pieces in her small, chu6o.
band. He went home that night hapPie
man than he had been for years, sure iha
three hearts beat lighter because he was i
the world
And the lesson that Stephen DuohaL
learned that night going home in the car
took deep root in his hear, and brought tort
much fruit.
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