Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1872-02-23
VOL. XIV. NEW SERIES, VOL. XVIII.

folds the young heart lovingly to her bosom.
flock Of real birds and tive living butter
flies put the little orphan in a perfect ecsta-
Z cy. She pointed to the field covered with
dandeliOns, and said, See how pretty! 1t
looks as if the stars had come down to lie on
the grass All, our little stinted Peggy has
/ poetry IN her. though Aunt Hetty never
/ found it out. Every human soul has the germ
/ Of some flowers within, and they would open
/ il they could only fad sunshine and free air
| to expand them.
Mrs. Eairweather was a practical philoso-
/ pher in her own small way. She observed
that Miss Turnpenny really liked a pleasant
time, and when winter came she tried to per-
suade her that singing would be excellent Tor
/ Peggy's lungs, and perhaps keep her from
going into the consumption.
Ny nephew, james Fairweather, keeps
singing school, said she. and he says he will
teach her gratis. You need not feel under
great obligation; for her voice will lead the
whole school, and her ear is 50 quick it will
be no trouble at all to teach her. Perhaps
You would 20 with us sometimes, neighb0r
Turnpenny? 1t Is very pleasant to hear the
children S voices
The rlagc OF Aunt Hettys mouth re-
laxed into q smile. She accepted the invita-
ton, and was so much pleased that she went
every Sunday evening. Ihe simple tunes and
the sweet young voices, fell like the dew on
her dried-up heart,and greatly aided the gen
ial influence Of her neighb0r's example. Ihe
rod silently disappeared from the table. If
Peggy WAS disposed to be idle, it was only
necessary ID say, when you have finished
your work, you may y and ask whether
Mrs. Fairweather wants any errands done
bless ne, how the fingers flew Aunt Hetty
had learned to use turnips instead of the cud-
gel.
When spring came Mrs Fairweather
busted herselfwi planting roses and vines.
Miss TGTnpennY readily consented that Peg
- should help her, and even refused to take
any pay from such good neighboT. But she
maintained her own opinion that it was a
mere waste Of time To cultivate flowers The
cheerful philosopher never disputed the point
but she would sometimes say, i have no
room to plant this rose bush, Neighbor Turn
penny, would You be willing to let me set it
ou your SIDE Of the yard? 1t will take very
little room and Will need no care At anoth-
er time she would say, We'll really, nv
ground is too full. Here is a root Of ladg's
delight. How bright and PERT it looks. 1t
seems pity TO throw Il away. II You are
willing. viii LET Pegrv rlant il in what ,be
calls her Garden. ItWill grow of itself. with
out anv care. and scatter seeds that will come
up and blossom in all the chinks Of the bricks
I love il. lti such a brj,bt. ,o,8 natured
little tbino Tins by de7rees the Grabbed
maiden found herself surrounded with flowers
and she even declared of her own accord that
thew did look rrsttv.
One dav. when Mrs lane called unon Mrs
Fsirweatfer She f,und tho olI weed ,rown
ward b-igbt and blooming. Tall. ouite fat and
sleok. WIS aslee- in the Sunshine vitb her
nav ur,n pi,t's neck ana littla Pow
vas si1rinr M be- wors a- blitbe as a
bird
How c5eerIlf ,ou l,aI here said Mrs
Lane And 5, v-,l b,,e rssllv tskcn the
house FIR another velr. Prav how d5 Won
mara.e To ret On vi.b the pejrbb1r-i9-
law
4 find be-a vsrv kind oi,I, ZINC M. ,hi3r.'
re,flei Mrs. Flirweatbcr
well thar is a mir,clel' exclaimed Mr.,