Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1872-01-17

" snail see hlm hhc was snying 10 hef-
self all the way and she looked in the car
and OF the stations, and as she drove up Shop
Row with her uncle, at every tall man on
the sidewalk and in the passing teams All
in vain but she did not give up. d" | know
I shall see him" she kept saying over in her
mind.
The next morning her uncle said, +" You
have so much going to meeting at home you
won't care TO 60 here"
Oh yes, shall. want to show my new
winter hat and see what every body else has
on, aud want to hear Dr. Kingsley"
The Doctor is not well, but he supplies
the pulpit with one young prig or another
we will hope he will preach himself to-day"
Seated in church, the Rov. DR.. came in,
and with him-no it Is not--yos, it is--her
friend. But he cannot be a minister? ? lie
u.s. for he enters the pulpit, takes his scat and
takes down the Bible. Laura bows her head
TO conceal the powerful emotions which she
feels must be visible n her face aud the
prayer vas made, the hymn sung, and the
deep voice she knew so we'll although heard
but twice before, had read the text before She
could control herself enough 10 lift her head.
When she did so, the eyes Of the speaker al
most Immediately met her own, but instead
Of confusing, they calmed her with the power
Of their strong magnetic will. She felt that
he was talking to her, aud appropriated every
word to herself His subject was silent 10.
nuences, and the sermon nboundcd in noble
/ thoughts az he aimed 10 show the peaco-giv
| ing influences Of tho Gospel, and firm reli
anco on tae love OF God and the Saviour
He touched upon the Influence Of mind upor
mind, and painted in glowing language th
influence which a silent prayer for God
blessing upon friend may have upon tha
persons thoughts believing it to be tho low
Of God and His Holy Spirit working in tb
minds and hearts Of an His creatures, and 81
peryading all nature os To cause this strang
sympathy between congenial souls
"Who is be 2' asked Laura's aunt as aool
as they were en route for home.
IL don't know, said her uncle "a quoe
name, but he is powerful smart"
Laura said nothing, but the sermon did he
a world Of good, aud the doubt never one
entered her heart but that he was as true t
her in spirit as she to him.
The winter melted into spring, and tn
spring in turn bloomed into summer, aud a
the musical convention at Keene they aga
for a moment met face to face ; aud ley
weeks later their liie.paths crossed again ont
pleasant day in Springfield as their carriage
met in the busy street. Summer was jus
fading into autumn when, one glorious Satur
day night, our heroine and her mother wer,
waiting tea for old Mr.. B. with whom hel
father was to exchange the next day. Th'
master Of the house had been gone some hours
for it was long drive over the hills; ant
the elder lady several times remarked hei
daughters unusual rostlcssnoss as she arrang
ed aud re-arrangod the flowers in the vase
and altered the disposition of the furniture
in the rooms which never looked more cheer
iu and homelike.
Laura, always peculiarly tasteful in he
dress, was fairer than ever tonight in whit
pique, with purple pansies in her golden hal
and at her throat. From the back parloi
where she was standing by the bay windo'
watching the sunset clouds, and thinking, 4"
am going TO see him, | know ann | hav
never been deceived" she heard the littl
hustle of an arrival, and presently her moth
er came in to say that Mr. b. was unavoida
bly, detained, but had sent some one in hi
stead. Lauras heart gave great leap sh
knew whom she was to meet even before th
tall form came forward in response to he
mothers My daughter Laura Mr.. ParI
hurst" as she hustled away to look after he
biscuits
1t only needed the earnest, almost tearfl
thank God, we have met at last" and Il
firm clasp in which he took both her hand
to assure her that he had shared the lor
months Of waiting, watching and hoping, al
mat The JOY at meeting was mutnal
/. there need of more} This is a tru
story, as improbable as it may seem; and m
hero and heroine were married, and are liz
ing happily together to-day in a model paris
aud parsonage in among the New Hampshir
hills