Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1867-07-25

hearted onlls, anu Wouiu Ahc hlo w Y"
with him and my Saviour, In better
life" Il
A great sob burst nom Mr.. Owens
heart. Amen" he said. solsmnly-
Amen"
ITO night In the early twilight Ishall
see the cows all coming home IRON pas.
ture, Daisy, and Brindle, and Bet; old
Billy, too will neigh from his stall, and
precious little Blossom stand waiting
for me, but l shall never come. God
bless you all Forgive your poor Ben
ME r.
Late that night the door opened ioftly,
little figure glldod out and down the
foot. path that led TO the road B the
mill. She seemed rather flying than
walking, turning her head neither 10 the
right nor left; starting not as tts full
moon stretched queer fantastic lhapes
all around her, looking only nov and
then to Heaven aud folding her hands
as II In prayer.
Two hours later the same young girl
stood at the Mill Depot watching the
coming of the night train, and th con-
ductor, as he reached down TO lit her
in, wondered at the sweet, tesr-sained
face that was upturned toward The dim
lantern he held In his hand.
A few questions and ready answers
told him all, and no father couldhaye
cared more tsnderly for his own child
than he for our little Blossom.
She was on her way to Washington to
ask President Lincoln for her brGher's
life. She had stolen away, leaving only
a note to tell her father where anC why
she he'd gone. She had brought Ben
MES letter with her no good kindheart
like the Presidents could have reused
to be melted by It, The next mCning
they reached New York, and the con-
ductor found suitable company forBlos-
som and hurried her on to Washington.
Every minute now might be var in
her brothers life.
So in an incredible short time Bl,ssom
reached the Capital and was hurried at
once to the White House. The oresi-
dent had Just seated himself to his norm
ing task OF overlooking and signing i'm
portant papers, when without word of
announcement, the door opened loftly,
and Blossom with eyes downcaS and
folded hands stood before him.
"Well, my child! he said ia his
pleasant CHEEKY tones, "what do you
want so bright and early this morning!"
pennies life please sir" faltereG out
Blossom.
"Bennie2 Who is Bonnie :"
"My brother, sir. They are going to
shoot him for sleeping at his post"
"Oh, yes" and Mr.. Lincoln ran his
eye over the papers before him II re-
member; it was fatal sleep. You see
child it was a time of special danger
Thousands of lives might have ben lost
for this culpable negligence"
SONY poor father said" said ossom
gravely. "But poor Bonnie was 50 tired
sir, and Jenny so weak. He did the
work of two, and it was Jemmy's night
not his; but Jenny was too tired, anC
Bonnie never thought about himstlf tina
he was too tired"
what is that you say, child ? Com
here don't understand - and the kin(
man caught eagerly as ever al wha
seemed to be a justification of ofIense.
Blossom went to him he put his ham
tenderly upon her shoulder, and turnet
up the pale anxious face toward his
How tall he seemed ard he was Presi
sident of the United States, too. A din
thought of this kind pissed througl
Blossoms mind, but she told her stor
simply and straightforward, and handle
| Mr.. Lincoln Bennie's letter to read.
| He read it carefully; and then takin
, up his pen, wrote few lines, and ran
/ the door bell.
Blossom heard this order given:
send THIS DISPATCH AT ONCE"
The President then turned to the gil
and said:
) go home, my child, and tell tina
: father of yours who could approve hi
country's sentence, even when it too
the life of q child like that, that Abraham
r Lincoln thinks the life far too preciou
t to be lost. Go back, or wait until tC
5 morrow, Bonnie will need change ate
he has so bravely faced death; he sha
t go with you"
S "God bless you, sir" said Blossom
and who shall doubt that God heard an
! registered that request?
/ Two days after this interview, tn
t young soldier came to the White Hous
:. with his little sister. He was called int
! the Presidents private room and stra
e fastened upon the shoulder" MIR. Lii
e coin said, that could carry sick con
= rade's baggage and die so uncomplair
/ ipgly."
t Then Bonnie and Blossom took the
t way to their Green Mountain home, an
]! a crowd gathered at the Mill Depot
! welcome them back, and farmer Owen
}, head lowered above them all and as h
D hand grasped that of his boy, Mr.. ALA
] heard him say fervently as the holes
blessing he could pronounce upon h
s child:
d Just and true are thy ways, tho
II King of saints"
s That night, Daisy, and Brindle, an
y Bet came lowing home from pastur
: for they heard well known voice cal
/. ing them at the gate and Bonnie as |
= pats his old pets and locks lovingly
o their great brown eyes, catches throua
Is the still evening air his puritan father
d voice, as he repeats to his happy moth
lie these jubilant words-iFear not, for
is am with thee l bring thy seed from Il