Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1872-01-03
4 Child 5 Leading

s. Elsie. child, iuss tie ou yuur bonnet 4HC
run over T. old Mrs Willis Tell hcv
want her 20 bc sure and come to my quiltin
next week Tuesdly, and TO have John come
20 supper IF you have q mind %, YOU car
take along some OF those June roses and
Sweet Williams % Polly Brown. who the
land knows ID n q see much beside doctor 5
medicine m sometimes aieard never viii
/ any of ems been G. the post olbcc. get
our Evangelical Christian. Now 10 n I
forget. and run right along before the sun
gets scorching' And Mr.. Maryyn went
back into the kitchen, TO take the last Loaf
Of thc Saturday, baking from the oven,
which she declared was the = heaUttules;
brown, while Elsie put away the tiny
squares 81 calico she was trying ia vain 10
make match. tied the white sun-e0Hnet un-
der her chin. and was soon 0u her way. NOT
forgetting the june roses ant Sweet Williams
for poor Polly Brown.
II was pleasant walk down across rae
pasture and through a hit o. woods. tu save
quarter IF d mile ou the sandy road gain.
She had been the same ROAD before On crrau1-
for her grandmother. ami knew where the
hanisomezt robin in the whole woods harlt
his nest. sni she thought how when she
came back she would stop and see II the
birds were iCathcred out vet On ltr way
she had t. cross little foot bridge. aud
when she heard the low murmur of the wa
ter upon the pebbIv bottom, ami saw how
still and lovely everything was IN the woods,
she thought Ot psalm she had heard her
grandfather rcai -e often, two lines ri which
she remembered Sine repeated thcm softly
% herself tie maksth me 70 lie down IN
green pastures lie leadesh me Aeslde The
still waters, and thought bow sweet must pc
Gods love If it was all Ike that For 2
moment she watched the little hsn gliding
out and in from under the sweet cresses that
grew on tho water = edge. and looking stead
Ilv saw her own face mirr0red un the clear
surface, then the sight 81 the hoWers re
minded her Di hes srauim1tuer'- Is injunction.
and she startcl on her w8v.
" hen EIslc reached the kitchen door, and
heard I'll. chcrrv voice Of Mr.. W iiiI- -ay
Sc Come 10 come m, caild she dld NOT
know what l- was shat made her = happy
SO thankful She soon found herself IN The
Kitchen, where Chloe. The maid of al, WORK.
WAS pGtt.ng pile ~ paa- through the ecal6-
lnZ process WiCh astonishing Tap'1itv
:. | was inst Jcllin' John this very morn
ing. -aid Old Mrs. Willis, tTom behind tie
pantry ioog. that | =aouid iee- real sllg5 -
If your grandma did mt invite me o. her
ouiltiu. oo.n s. AoH we always lived next
door ueighbcgs. our farms iin5l, and cur
played & ZcgheE ever since they were ~ llg-
ger then you are now. Ny John used % 20
witt Nellie Marvin. that used t0 be, y1ur
ma. mean, Elsie You ~ g0t he- eye--
poor thing. She died af0re yoa can rcrnem bers
and it's \ merciful providence that you sc
got grandfather And there was Dies, tsa.
Us handsome 4 fellow as ever / s1t ewes 90.
Proud he wa Nith the old Connecticut blood
in him Your uncle, that IL, thodEh you
never saw him, for he weu1 away years ami
years ago, nobody knows where. Deacon
Marvyn soil his great farm pretty sron after
Dick went away I've heard such talk a.
that he did mt turn out we'll; but it, ali q
submission; nobody sHojrs, ana Deacon Mar
help him keep his secrets It is lonesome
enough MP q the old housg now. T. what il
u sed 20 be.
Dear me. Chloe where. the saze? |
always keep il On the top shelf IN that
broken teapot.
Yes. ves have found IT, A. wss
saving. howe your grandma Pretty We'll
Well that's q Providence. rs | tell John,
If there's enc thing more II another one
ought to lie thankful for, it's good health
never see Polly Brown lay there On her bed
for weeks. a. she does, without saying. the
Lord l. good an3 ] am truly grateful. You
will come il don't have company. There 4
your folks paper, and O letter that came
yesterday Its from foreign parts, guess.
We could y I make out the post mark. I'm
awful curious TO know; but John nor
could NJ guess who d writ. IL amt your
Aunt Sally's writing, and we did mt know of
any one else who would be likely b write.
Well. good morning, If you must he going;
and she disappeared through the open door
with huge stack OF pans in her arms, a.
Elsie commenced her walk home.
Elsie had q wise little head, and all the
way home, as she picked at the great pink
clover heads that nodded t. her from among
the tall grass she kept wondering why IL was
that she had never heard Of Uncle Dick be
fore. The name sounded strangely. and she
repeated it once aloud, to hear how it would
seem. but started 40 her own voice She had
often wondered why all the other girls had
unclcs and she had none, aud now She won
dered il the only one she ever had was dead.
II he wasn't dead. why did MT Lc write
Perhaps tie bad written; perhaps chls letter
was from him; and thinking 50 she gazed
anxiously at the coarse writing GA the out
side But she was TOO little girl u know
one letter from another 10 writing. - she
walked slowly home and into the kitchen
door without pausing For once she had for
gotten 10 look in her bird 5 nest
The confusion and work OF the early morn
ing had given place 70 quiet and order. Mrs.
Marvyn was comfortably settled in her easy
chair for her mornings rest. As she ex-
pessed it, : she was MT - young as she once
was, and had to take life easy The Bible
lay open on her lap, and as Elsie came in.
she stopped reading and looked mp.
a. Back 30 soon, child? Why. had hard
ly had time 70 miss you. Bat am glad you
are back before the sun gets high Did you
get the paper? =
- Tos, grandma, ana Il letter, AMI Elsie
handed her tho stiff yellow envelope