Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1872-03-06


ready, having scrupulously read psalm and
engaged in prayer, she hastcued to her best
bedroom, opened the door solemnly and en-
tered with a careful step
lt would be impossible to describe Mrs.
Burton's first emotions. Marshall, who had
lain down again, lifted himself up upon hear
ing the door opened, and met her Mortified
gaze with one equally aghast. Neither Of
them could speak for minute or two and
then she saw him slowly drag himself out of
the white bed-lincn, and stand trembling be.
fore her, the most abject, wretohed creature
she ever remembered to have seen.
| don't know how ever came to be here"
he said know no more than this bed
post but I'm an honest man, missis, I am,
for certain. don't mean no harm %
Harm " gasped Mrs. Burton who had
not yet recovered her speech
" wish | wasn't here, do, he continued.
" | didn't mean to do it, I'm sure. Please to
forgive me, mssis, and III never do it again
as long as | live"
"Why l' cried Mrs. Burton, " when did
you got in here p
was very drunk last night" he stam-
mered, aud must have turned in unknownst
to myself"
Drunk ~ she exclaimed ga drunken
vagabond in my best bed What shall do2
| shall never fancy it again. But you shall
60 to Jail for this, promise you. Martha,
Martha Run for the police"
ooh no. now :" cried Marshall forgive
me this once. I've poor wife aud family
at home. If you send me to Jail they must
90 into the poor house, and we shall all be
ruined"
" can't forgive you" said Mrs. Burton,
e with tears in her eyes you've ruined my
+ best room. | shall never have any more
{ pleasure in it. You must 60 to Jail for it, or
J | sha'n't have moments peace. No, no.
{ Don't speak you drunken BRUTE you What
can do2 What can do ?"
WELL" he answered, despairingly, "if |
go to Jail for it, | suppose God'll see me there
too
! The heart Of Mrs Burton always echoed
r to that name, and her conscience smote her.
She looked steadily at her strange guest and
1 followed the direction of his eyes, which we're
/ turned upon the text on the wall " Thou,
+ God, seest me-, she said, half aloud and in
. voluntarily
" Is that true ?" asked the man.
! Yes,n she answered; and her conscience
reproached her again
5 " Is the other true ?" he asked, pointing to
the second text.
d" Oh yes that is true" she said, warmly.
O" wish | could believe them !" cried
Marshall. Are they both true for me %
r &" Yes, yes !" she exclaimed. "'God is
love- He sees and loves us ALL lie sees
q and loves me and secs and loves you Yes,
: yes | was forgetting that. It's very hard,
nl ,rl ind e., 10, Ioot
a like that. Yes it is. He knows it's very
e hard. shall never fancy it again. But |
!, won't send for the police. You may 60 away
If now"
t With a very abiect look, Marshall skunk
|, down stairs, and out into the streets. He did
II not care to 90 home, but he wandered of into
t, the meadows where the dew was still spark
d ling on the grass. He could not get his ad
t. venture out of his head though whenever
of he thought of himself as he appeared in the
large looking-gass, he felt desire to creep
te away from the miserable, grimy creature he
it had become. To think that Gods eye dwelt
a upon him was almost insupportable but
r whenever this thought grew too terrible for
if him, the other words came back to his bur-
II dened mind. The clean, decent old lady,
II. whose house he had made so vile, had told
him they were true and there was something
r within him which also testified that they were
N true. He did not try to put them away from
e him, and the two verses passed through and
ie through his mind.
! 1t was soon after midday that Marshall
o presented himself at Mrs. Burton's door, with
& paint.pot in his hand Martha answered
as his hesitating knock, and opened the door
r wider for him to enter.
9 "You're the painter, suppose ?" she said.
j "Ay !" he replied
t. Z" And sadly you're wanted" she continued
/ There are fnger-marks everywhere door
e. posts, chimney-piece, and lots of places. To
(. think of such thing Missis is almost
s crazy"
Marshall said nothing but taking off his
1t boots at the foot Of the stairs, followed Mar
10 tha meekly Mrs. Burton sat in the middle
d Of the room, picture of dismay and grief.
r She uttered little scream when she saw him
,e enter.
l. "pease, ma'am,' he said, " I'm painter
ir by trade, and III do my very utmost to make
J. it all sweet and clean again. I'm very mis-
cradle, ma'am I'd do anything to make you
amends"
=. "You cannot make me amends answered
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