St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1869-01-29
THE CALIFORNIAN.
for the Children.
Little Evergreen.

Oh earth.
EVE, darling" said the feeble voice ot
her mother. please come to mamma and
IL a little while. and never forget what
say to you"
Smoothing the shining lecks OF SAMMY
hair. she began 1hus-"Mamma i, going
away to leave little Evte-gong to Il beau
titul home. darling. where | shall know
nothing more OF sorrow or sickness. and
though it gricves me to leave my little
girl all alone yet | feel confident the Lord
will provide for you: and YOU must trust
linn, just as you did your own kind papa
when lie was with us. and never forget
this. little one: When father anu moihc"
forsakc. then the Lord will provide Al
Wavs speak the truth-Rerer take what be-
longs to anOther-speah kindly To all
pray without ccasin@. Remember. sweet
enc, what mamma has said. and if in
trouble. ask the dear Father in Heaven to
help YOU. and you ,rW not be .friendleSs =
Her breathing became shorter, slowly the
eyelid> closed. and little Evie Dean stood
alone by the bedside of her dead mamma.
As soon a. the remains OF poor Mrs.
Dean were laid away in their quiet resting
place. little Evic was takcn-iuto the tami
ly OF a hard unprincipIed Irish woman.
named Biddt Mclency.
The nciyhbors all declared 1t i TOO
bad" but none OF them could sacrifice
self enough to take the dear little orphan.
and Biddy thought only OF the gain, for
couldn't the wee thing BEG. imdade: and
who would have heart to turn away from
chat mitherlc>s orphan. mdade: an sure.
she'll be worth deal of money to me"
50 thought and so acted Biddy Melouey.
Ia an umtidy room sits EVE Dean irwin"
To soolhe Biddy's great. Over9roWn baby.
till her tiny arms ache badly. while hen
little heart l. almost bursting with grief.
But suddenly the tear-dimmcd eye bright
ems. and dropping Oh her knees. She pray
ed, 90, Father in Heaven. do please pro
vide for little EVE: mamma said yOu
would, and she always >aid the trufr'-
then lifting the bowed head. she commence
a singing her mamma fayOIitc sung
"Ihere= Tor the weary. there Is Test for me"
Suddenly the door flew back. and into
The middle of the room dartcd BidGy. REQ
with rage. Rest toI the weary. iudade'
that is aitimc sumg tor the likes Of We to
De slngtn Ga fine bcwgar'S. fine young IA.
slrc. when the likes o me goes on. never
-cttin' rest fora day. I'll be after putin
Il ditrenter song INTO your pate than that
>rai@ht in the Doctor, patch orrhard.an
till ii full of some OF his incest pai.hcS
'nind We. for no I'm will harm 'mithrllc>>
orphan sure; here, do j>t as tell We. o.
1 II civ ye hoggiug that yr II be atIer f,
rcmcmberiug.'
Poor little EVE. She walked aleng Wcari-
IS. sohbin" till almost ready to faint: ''Ou
dear. can't di>obcy mamma. size said.
II must not take what belongs to others.
| can't take The peaches. tlat'll be stealing
oh dear. oh dear"
Again, dropping on her knees. She i'm
piored God to provide. \ soft touch Wa
ua her hand. looking down. she saw the
sweetest little kitty ever seen. just rs Wilt,
as snow. purriu% with all hi. might. and
luBbiug his soil cheek and head against
h"r. trying. no doubt. to comfort her: but
m moment. Sprau" up aud darting acres,
tire road and into an adjoining lot. lay
down oil the green earth to await Eyir'- |
coming. She followed OF. and on. anG |
on. till Evic and Kitty touud themselves |
~ the depths ct great wood. more than
tr..frt ~
leioney's hat.
lh"y were iii the green. shady forest.
where the path was nice and broad almost |
like Il road. aud the little birds sang. OH ID
-Wccty. that tor one moment EVE thought |
She was in paradise: but the threatcmcd |
whipping came to mind. and She sank to |
the GROUND weeping bitterly. Pussy tried +.
I" comfort her aud purled quite mu>icaly. |
rubbing his loviu" head against her Slain
Ell checks. I'LL poor little EVE was la-t
asleep. her pretty head resting on Il pillow
OF green moss. while kitty sat close hy.
looking Tor all the world Just like Il little
watch dog.
On the other side OF the woods. to the
right. lived honest John Green. Quaker
farmer. with his rood wife Abigail. lii
lands were broad and rich. his mansion
fine one, hut no little children OF their own
had ever entered that home to make il
sunshine brighter. Outlines would the
hei"hOnring women say to Abigail. Il dc
think it, your duty to take some poor
homeless little ones; YOU could make such
good hsme for them. for you would lie
KIND know. and ,Iehn i So fond OF chill
dren too. Abigail would smile and say.
that's what they all tell me. but don't
see 1t a. thee does quite. but Suppese
when the right time comes. or the. riubt
child. my duty will he made clear"
That very day John felt strcng i'm
preston to 20 directly over to Aei~hbor
ltutehinS. for he heard two days before
that he was sick. and he concluded. from
ms impression, that he was much worse.
80 ne lett his work and went to the house
to tell Abigail his impression. Then"
SAID Abigail. IN go too. for I've been
wanting TO call on friend Hutchin.' wife =
long while" and the worthy couple start
Ell of together. Nei%hbor Hutchins lived
through the woods. almost mile beyond
where Evie and kitty lay. but in quite
another direction item Biddy Melonev'.
miserable home:
John and Aba"ail had walked mere
than half mile when they stopped SUD
deuly. and looked ~ each other with an
expression of surprise and inquiry.
What does thee think" said John: Iii
= some little homeless wanderer. isn't il:
That little child has no kind mother to