The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1869-02-09

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The next day Mrs, Walton's tenement
was empty, and no one knew where the
family had gone. Oscar oxulted in what
he regarded as his triumph.
Twenty years passed, To the barefoot
ed boy they brought wonderful changes.
AT twenty-four he found himself superin-
tendent of the mill where he had entered
as a poor operative, earning salary of
five thousand dollars year. He had
built handsome house, over which his
mother presided with matronIy dignity,
His sister Lizzie was the wife of young
physician in successful practice in the same
town.
One winter evening they were all seated
in luxuriously furnished room, before a
glorious fire. His sister had come to spend
the afternoon, but was prevented by the
violent storm from returning to her own
home.
what a storm it ISL sho exclaimed,
wondering. Il pity those who are out in
it,
Yes, said her brother, 'it is the most
violent storm OF the year. The snow
must be two feet deep at least. But VIC
need not feel troubled 1t is summer in
DOORS
who would have thought, John, we
should come TO live in such comfort p
said his mother. Twenty years age we
were poorly off,
Il well remember it. 1t was lucky
thing VIC came to Brandon
so it has turned out But [ was
alarmed when you quarrclcd with young
Oscai Ronalds.'
i have forgiven him. The harm he
intended has only done us good
Have you heard anything of him latc+
lyr
Not lately. His father died ten years
since, and am told that Oscar is very
cxtravagant. That is all
The storm increased in violence,
shaking the house, firm and strong as it
was. All at once the door-bell rang
sharply.
rll 90 myself, said John. The SER
want may not be able to close the door
again
lie opened the front door, and
sharp, cutting wind entered with furry
of snow.
'Wil you give me shelter ?? said FAINT
voice.
1t was man who spoke, still young.
He stepped in quite exhausted John
Walton closed the door,
you have had hard struggle with
the storm, have you not ? he said
Il have INDEED. [ am chilled TO the
bone
Come in to the fire, and John threw
open the door of the sitting room.
He perceived that the stranger had no
overcoat and appeared thoroughly chilled
Warm drinks were ordred and in half
an hour he was more comfortable. lie
looked thin and haggard, and bis face
bore the impress Of dissipation.
He had more than once looked earn
estly at John Walton. Finally he SAID
abruptly:
will you tell me your namc2 Your
face looks familiar
My name is John Walton.
What said the other with start.
Did you live, when boy, in the town of
N---i'
Yes, but don't remember you
Il am Oscar Ronalds, said the other.
in low voice.
is it possible?' , exclaimed the three,
anl they involuntarily glanced ut the i'll
clad stranger.
Il sec what you are thinking Of do
not look much like the boy you used to
know. | have been wild and extravagant,
and lost and 'quandcred all my property.
have gone down hiIl--you have gone
up
4 AIN sorry for your misGortunes,' said
John, kindly. If | can b. of service to
you, | will.
i came here, hoping to get the post of
clerk, which | understood was vacant If
| had known you were here, would not
have come.
| 'And why 2
because you cannot have forgotten my
ill'treatment of you
1T is not forgotten, but quite forgiven
said John Walton kindly. Unconscious
" you uiu me II service. he clcrkShlp
you seek is mine to bestow. You shall
have it, and will guarantee your good
conduct, The salary will be small-only
eight hundred dollars
1T will be n fortune to me, who am
penniess God bless you, John Walton,
for your generosity You shall not find
your confidence ill-bcsowed.
have no more TO tell, except that then
and there began IL new. and better life for
Oscar, who was after while promoted,
and now has modest but cheerful home
of his own, with good wife to add to
his happiness. And this " as John Wal>
tons sIcvengc-a noble and Christian re-
vengc, the only one worth taking for nm
injury,
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