Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1871-12-14
The Lights i'm the Windows !.
Across the street :

Across the street
How the carriages rush by this cold
night, their wheels calling jarring echo9e
from the frost filled pavements. 1t is
very cold without. People are hurryina
homeward to rest. for the work Of the
week ia finished, Across the street
See tie bright lights from hundreds and
hundreds of windows. Somebody lives
there. Somebody has lit these lights
Somebody ia across there, waiting the
coming of Somebody, as will wait week
after week, while time shall last, Some
BODY.
please hand our feld-Rlass"
Now we can see quite plainly. Over
there is window. The curtains are
down-all within is hidden. We see the
glimmer of light. Forms moving to
and fro. There ia another window. Ad-
Just the glass. Now we see clearly. We
see clear across over the noisy street. with
its shadows fitting by in the dim lamp
light below us. Bnt the window ! Pen.
dant from the ceiling ia a chandelier.
How plainly we can see with glass
pointed in the right direction. There i
a beautiful room. Lesdin from it-from
parlor. is a door, so far open that We
oan see a room beyond, also lighted
with other forms moving therein.
The light in the window la bright
Now there comes to the window lady
She ia beautifully dressed. She puts her
face to the glass and locke ont, this way.
into and down the ehadowy street TO see
IL some one she is waiting for il not com
ing Now to her side comes a little child
now. another They. too. press their
little faces TO the penea, 70 look also They
90 awav-to the other side of the room
through tina door-to supper-room. Now
comes an old gentleman to the window
He looks out, He steps back, and we see
him reading from a great volume. and. as
it seems, explaining to some one, of its
contents.
They ere working, waiting for some
bo1y. We l,ok into the shsdowy street
Horses speed along Men haaten by. Wo-
men walk burriedly. Children almost
run, in haste to reach some home where
is light in the window. We look again
into that room. Hold the glass steady
lock close. There is beauty there. Car
pets of various colors. Pictures on the
walls. Articles so different from those
seen on the street. Sofa-chairs in which
those who wish can rest. The faces ir
there do not seem 80 wrinkled and so care.
worn as are those on the street. How hap
pv somebody aeon will be. All car.
riage nears the doer-tha narrow door hr
the window! Slower and still slower I
stops. A man alights. The carriage roll.
awsy-its driver anxious to reach the
window lighted for him. The man who
al 10 ho te
his hand to the door-Iateh. We see p
start inside. The old man looks up
from his book. The woman smiles and
trooping in. There is a greetine-gentle
kisses. one efter another. Smiles upor
every face. How plainly we see through
the window. The man who Just enterea
has thrown off his outer garments. H
shrugs his shoulders at the welcome
change from the world to a home wher'
now be can rest He smiles upon thos.
who surround him. They cluster around
and p int out, seemingly. new attraction.
in the room. added since be left in the
morning. 1t seems so much more pleas
ant in there than out in the cold, dirty.
noisy street, where no one really cares
for another, that we do not wonder the
man fastened to reach bis home, guided
nv the light in the window His home |
He helped make it. Those who are Their
arrived before him. They laugh and
chat. Now the door to the inner room j.
thrown open We see table and more
light There is supper, feast, a ban.
quet.
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Now We see the party sgain in the front
room-tha parlor. The woman is caring
for her shildrep, and for poor creatur.
who seems weak and sickly. The OLD
gentleman ia reading the great volume
At times he pauses to speak of what be
has read or learned from the pages before
him. The one who FASTENED from the
carriage seems to be writing. Somebody