Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1871-02-10

bear applying anywheror' and tho old
doctor rubbed his hand together confident
| ly.
"This friend of mine, Henry Gilbert"
said Hu, twas like myself poor. A long
time ago, when he was n boy, tho son of
poor widow, the lot on which he lived join
cd at the back lot on which lived Mr..
Morton, at that time a thriving merchant,
now the principal capitalist in that part of
the country. AS there was back gate be-
tween the lots, my friend was the constant
| playmate from earliest childhood of Jon-
ME Morton. He built her play-housos out
of old boards, he moulded clay bricks for
her use, and carved tiny toys out of pine
blocks for her amusement. As he grew
larger, and as Jennios father grew richer,
and came to live in greater style, Henry
grew moro shy. But by all the unspoken
language of the eyes the two never failed
to mako their unchanging regard known
to each other.
Henry went to college early. AT vaca-
tion time tho two met. But tho growing:
difference in their social position could not
but be felt. Jennio's friends were of n diff
ferent race from his own. Her parents
| never thought of inviting him to their en-
tertainments. And if they had, rusty
coat and lack of money to spendl on kid
gloves would have effectually kept him
away. He was proud. This apparent neg
lect stung him. 1t is true that Jennie Nor
ton was all the more kind. But his quick
and foolish pride made him fancy that he
detected pity in her kindness. And yet all
this only made him determined to place
himself in position in which he could ask
her hand as her equal. But you do not un-
derstand doctor, as do, how irresistible is
this conviction of duty in regard to the
ministry. Under that pressure my friend
settled it that he must preach. And now
there was good ten years of poverty be-
fore him at least. What should he do
about it7
"In his extremity he took advice of a
favorite theological professor. The profess
sor advised him not to seek tho hand of a
rich girl. She would not be suited to the
trials of minister's life. But finding that
Henry was firm in his opinion that this
sound general principle did not in the
least apply to this particular case, the pro-
chord in the young mans heart. He told
him that it would be ungenerous, and in
some sense dishonorable, for him to take n
woman delicately brought up into the pov-
erty and trial incident to minister's life.
If you understood, sir, how morbid his
sense of honor is, you would not wonder
at the impression this suggestion made up
on him. To give up the ministry was in
his mind to be traitor to duty and God.
To win her if he could, was to treat ungen-
erously her whose happiness was dearer to
him thousand times than his own"
81 hope he did not give her up" said the
doctor.
"Yes, he gave her up in double spirit
of medieval self-sacrifce. Lookin to-
ward the ministry, he surrendered his love
as some of the old monks sacrificed love,
ambition, and all other things to conscience.
Looking at her happiness, he sacrificed his
hopes in more than knightly devotion to
her welfare. The knights sometimes gave
their lives. He gave more.
"For three years he did not trust him
self TO return to his home. But having
graduated and settled himself for nine
months over a church, there was no reason
why he shouldn't go to see his mother
again. And once in the village, the sight of
the old school house and the old church re-
vived thousand memories that he had
been endeavoring to Danish. The garden
walks, and especially the apple-trees that
are the most unchangeabe of landmarks
revived the old passion with undimnished
power. lie paced his room at night lie
looked out at the new house of his rich
neighbor. He chafed under the restraint
of his vow not to think again of Jennie
Morton. 1t was the old story OF the monk
who thinks the world subdued, but who
finds it all at once about to assume the
mastery over him. l do not know how
the struggle might have ended, but itsNas
all at once stopped from without.
"There reached him rumor that Jennie
was already the betrothed wife of a Colonel
Pearson, who was her fathers partner in
business. And indeed Colonel Pearson
went in and out at Mr.. Morton's gate eyery
evening, and the father was known to IA
vor the suit.
Jennie was not engaged to him howev-
er. Three times she had refused him. The
ion 'inio, ~, uo'efonoo 70 her ia'hers
~, "'sno' sno '"' 'onson'ou 10 ''hihk ABOUT
~ ~ "0.A. III ,iu'n honry nau peeh
,-o'o 'o' u"y' anu hau no. caiieu upon
noi, anu al 'io nopo sno hau cherisheu In
that direction, and all the weary waiting
seemed in vain. When the Colonel's week
was nearly out she heard that Henry was
10 ieavo III TWO uays' In sort OF despera-
'ion Sne uelerihineu 10 accept colonel FEAR
Sun "i'nou' "ai''ns ior 'he uine appointed
ior her answer but 'hat gentleman spoil
Gu II Ill ny MS OWN oVer-cohhdehce'
oi "neh he caiieu' aiter Jennie had
80 o., '''ou oh 'iiS 'ouiuse' ho ioahu her
81 iuii vi klnuness tnat ne nardly knew