Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1862-01-23

panions drew him from Niles to the capital
His well filed purse made him everywhere wei
come Kitty, good little soul, seeing thing,
gong little out of the way, would persist ir
giving music lessons, and teaching young girls o
Niles TO paint, and then fitted up class of ear.
nest boys in Latin-for college--all in her owr
pretty cottage, adding dollar TO dollar, like q
wise little wife. Then in the long evenings
when her husband was with his club or dowr
street, easy fellow that he was, her finger.
grasped good steel pen, and many pleasant
tale went forth to the world, well paid for
through Eastern journals.
To make long story short, the crash of '51
found Mr.. Thomas Gray and bis father, the el-
der, exactly under it, and down they went, sc
low that old Billy Fitch the drayman, declared
he could not find enough left of them to pay
HIM for hauling the goods to the auction room
Town lots. big houses all went, went together
and Mr.. Gray, the elder, was found one morn
ing in October of 81 suspended from a beam
in his own barn, and the end of his wifc's pa.
tent clothes line, and on that eventfu morning
Thomas Gray, Jr., lay stretched his whole
length, upon the counter of n lager beer saloon
if not drunk, so stupid "hc didn't get home
till morning"
The terrible suicide happened on the yer,
morning when both families we're leaving the
great house, to move into the very hovel which
two years before Kitty had declared she could
never be brought TO live N. Three days before
her husband said to her with thick tongue,
you've got to come to it, Kitty; after ALL you
see tain't always so easy to keep out of novels.
Kitty made no reply, but with rcsolute will
went on her way. When the funeral was over
she led the weary, heart-broken mother and
wife, and the proud, paralyzed daughter to theii
new shelter, and the now sobercd husband fol-
lowed.
But what scene mel their gaze! The hove
was a neat cottage, every window pane in its
place, the floor clean and bright, the palings
white washed, the mud hole gone, and the
pleasant comforts of an humble home on every
hand. Into it they walked mute with astonish
ment, to find the iavorte furniture, even to Su.
sans piano.
"Where there's will there's a wav." said
Kitty grayely-"I had anticipated trouble, and
with the money have been laying up for few
years, have been able, by the kind assistance
OF my husbands partner, to secure this in nv
own name, and make it comfortable home foi
your mother and sister; now it remains will
you to say whether / shall be the wife of
man the wife of a dr1RkaId | will never bC
any longer than the law will compel me.
| shall hold the deeds of this property in my
hands. If you will, we can be happy here
My school is open for me, even from the horel
our child must not live to see or know her
fathers shame. Forsake your drinking COM
pany and will be faithful to the end If YOU
go on as heretofore, will take myself and in.
fant beyond your reach.
She conqured just as she did with the big
boys. Thomas Gray has not been inside lager
beer saloon since the memorable day. Mis-,
Susan is a wiser and better woman than before
the fall. The aged mother is only sorrowfu
that the dead man can not return and see how
happy cheerfulness and industry can make
family.
Kitty still works away-her blue eyes ant
golden hair, like the blue sky and spring sun
shine, shedding light and JOY all around her
She sometimes says quietly TO Susan, that sht
shall teach young Thomas, the third, that i'm
portant lesson which has been her own talismar
through life; "Ihat 'chere there's ,cU there!
'c0y.