The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1867-01-04

ed the marriage so much. Harry Church
had been clerk in his store faithful, in
telligent. industrious, only poor. In
that word lay the head and front of his
offending He, Job Golding, was rich
had been rich all his lifet;me-but what
special thing had riches done for him p!
lie was an old man now, and all alone.
"All alone = he kept saying that over
and over, with a sort of vague selt-pity.
And all this time a message was on its
way to him. Was God preparing his
heart to receive ii ?
He heard a ring at the door, but he
went Oh with his thoughts, and did not
trouble himself about it. Meantime, two
persons had been admitted into the hail
below man and little girl, eight
years old, perhaps. Her companion took
off her hood and her warm wrapplngs,
and the child stood there-a dainty, deli
cate creature-her golden curls dropping
softly around her face, with Its large blue
eyes and parted scarlet lips. The house
keeper had come into the hall, and she
turned pale as she saw that little face.
Miss Amy's child" she said TO the
man, nervou~lv. 1T is as much as my
place is worth TO let her come III here"
You are Mrs. OSgood, are YOU not p
said the little girl. looking at her.
Hear the blessed lamb Who IN this
world told YOU there arttsa Mrs. O>good -
Mamma. You loved mamma. didn't
You She said you were always 50 kind
10 her.
Loved your ma , Well, | dm love
her. The old house has never been the
same since she went out of it,
Then You'll let me 90 up alone and see
grandpa That is what mamma said |
w;iS TO do
Mrs O>good hesitated moment. then
love and memory triumphed over fear. and
She said,
''Ye>. You shall. Heaven forbid !
>hould hinder you Go right up stairs
and open the first door
The man who had come with her sat
down i'll the hall to wait. and the little
figure, with its cleaning, golden hair.
tripped on alone.
She opened the door softly and went in.
She did not speak perhaps the stern
Iookin" old man sitting there awed her tc
silence. She Just stepped up TO him anc
handed him letter. He took il. scarce.
" noticing, 81 busy was he with hi.
thoughts. ut the hand OF what Strang,
messenger. He looked at the outside II
WAS his daughters writing. Ten year:
;.go he had sent her last letter back uno-
prncd but this one-what infucnc,
apart from himself moved him 10 read it
|, m,, l,.n-, hut ii commenced Will
Dear father" He had never been Il de;,l
father 10 her. lie thought
She had waited all these silent wears
she told him. because she was determined
never to write to him again until the,
were rich enough for him To know tha
she did not write from any need Of hi:
help. They had passed these ten wears il
the west. and kcaSc had pro>pered them
Her husband WAS Il rich man. now an,
: She wanted from her husband only hi
love-wantad only that death should no
come between them and either of them .,
to her mothers side without having bcel
+ rcconcilcd 10 the other
LET hc' lips speak 10 YOU from tn
crave" she wrote ''her lips, which vol
: must have loved. once and which nevc
.sfew el4 er lest their youths brightness
, let them plead with Won TO hc reconcile,
to her child Surely you will not turl
away from the messenger | Send-vou
, own "randchild
The me~Scn@cr-hc had forgotten abou
: her. He turned and she wa- standing
there. like 4 spirit. on his hcart!iStonc
with her white face and her cleaning
golden hair He looked at her and saw
:, her fathers broad. full brow and thought
u, tul ewes, and below them the sweetness {
II her mothers smile. His grandcmld-
;, His heart throbbrd chokinglv lie gre,
i hungry TO clasp hcr-:o ir,'l her soft arm
rlin"ing round his neck. her tender LIP
kissing away the burrows of his hard III
from his face But he feared to start
y her. He tried To speak g"ntly-he,
y. whom gcntlcn>s was 50 new and >trang
u Come here little girl" lie said aI
!, !, she went up TO him tearle>>ly. Can yc
/, II tell me how old You are, and what yol
! name is -
r Il am eight, grandpapa, and my nan
+. is Amy
-. Another Amy, He felt the great so
!, rising up from his heart, but he chok,
Il them back.
- What have they told you about me
! he asked her anxioaSly. Could it be pc
H. sible, he wondered. that they had II
;, taught her to hate him
$ They always told me that YOU we
far away toward where the sun rose a
n. if were good they would fetch me to 5
lie vcu. some day. And every night say
We my prayers. God bless papa and man
ell and God bless grandpapa.'
of why d,dn't they fetch you ; wi
Oo made them let you come alone ?''
Mamma SAID she would surprise Y
lst with your big grandchild. They 3;
waiting at the hotel, and John is DO
' stairs. They want YOU to come back W
as me- Will YOU, grandpapa?'
at Mrs. O<good looked on in wonder,
her master came down stairs and put
i'm his overcoat - came down holding
childs hand in his, her golden hair flo
ed. ing beside him. Was that old job Go