The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1869-11-16
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I,,sA child, and ! fear be Is frosen
Mrs Carlyle felt iAiatasaa creep ov-
or her.
Heaven forgive Us shs exclaimed
II is the one We refused 70 AID last eve
ning. Bring him into the hall; there
may yet be life, and perhaps Heaven
viii sbow more mercy 10 Us Than We did
70 the poor val. and lot not the an Of
murder lie against Us
There was yearning fondnsss in
her voice and look as she gazsd into
the glazed eyes and pinched. tAnished
face Of the child, but she read nothing
there save the tale Of paivation and SUI
iering
There was look q innocence on the
face that told how be had suffered eve
rything. even to death, rather than step
from the path Of virtue which q fond
mother, perhaps, who might be at this
moment watching for her loved ones
return, bad marked out for bis infant
feet s.
Poor child, said Mrs Carlyle. Heav-
en- grant that our lost darling may not
suffer as thou hast done.
As the stiffened form was carefully
borne in and laid upon sofa, Nellie
came IN.
Oh, mamma, she cried. what is that 2
1t is frozen child, pet.
Nellie reserently drew near and look
ed into the little strangers face. and
exclaimed:
Oh. papa, it's the one who came here
last night; and when l told him yon
hadn't anything. he cried; and / ran
and begged the cook to give me some
cold vlctuals for him, aud then | took
my gold dollar that Aunt Fanny gave
me, aud gave 1t to him.
Neither parent replied, for they could
not consure tEeir child for an act Of
charity with that chilled form before
them, but the mother drew her tondly
to her heart.
Do you see any signs OF lifep said
she, as her husband still bent over the
child.
None whatever.
Put your hand over his heart.
The rich man opened the tattersd
vest of the beggar child, and laid his
hand on the shruken chest
Thank Heaven there was still faint
Autter there, and though it was scarce
ly perceptible, it showed that life had
not entirely lied, and servant was dis
patched with all speed for q phsician.
As Mr. Carlyle laid his hand over the
child's heart he felt something under
meath the soiled linen which felt like a
locket, and gently disengaging il. he
handed it 10 his wife, saying:
1t must indeed have been treasure
to him to be preserved through so much
suffering.
She touched the spring and 1t few
open, revealing the form of child ap-
parently SIX or seven years old; but the
features we're hidden by single gold
dollar which lay directly over the face.
As she moved the coin away and cast
a look at the lovely features her brain
reeled, and with en- exclamation OF
Heaven pity us, it is Charlie she sank |
TO the floor in deathlike swoon.
In few moments the physician ar.
rived and addressed himself TO the task |
OF resuscitation.
The mother soon revived, and father,
mother and physician bent over the
little one; doing all that love and skill
could suggest.
Slowly the tide oflife began TO ebb
back, but be had been to near the crys-
tai gates to admit OF speedy recovery,
and weeks must elapse ere the roses OF
youth would again blossom upon those
sunken cheeks; but he was at last well
again, and thank Heaven, he was the
same innocent Charlie as Of old
The lesson Of charity was never for
gotten by the parents.
Tbs miniature which had been instru-
mental in giving them back their lost
darling, with Nellie's gift remaining
where he placed it, was kept among
The most cherished Of their household
treasures. aud served as q talisman TO
Incite them 70 deeds OF charity and love.