The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1873-02-06

went up slowly aud stood behind them.
III. no good wasting our time, NarEey
.aIl tbc motuor, f5r wg can't Afford 20
buy anything
Ru looliag doesn't spend uunma,
pleaded Margry, and ia Ike to plan
What ia give you II coald, mamma,sud
to choose what ! should Ike you to give
me There, ven should have that bean.
tiful thick black silk, and IL should be
made with one deep 1ounce like The
mayors wife's, and you should have that
sott gray shawl 10 wear with il. Aud |
would have two Of those meriuos--a dark
brown for everyday, and an olive green
Cor SUNDAYS, and one Of those neat, plain
black.rloth Jackets. And there's Tom
gone on 10 look at the watches Tom Is
going 10 save sixpence o week TO buy one
mamma. bat wont il take a long timer
4 Ab, wish could give you children
pleasant surprises, said mamma wIstfnlly.
was so fond OF that kind Of trick, once
upon a time.
And so you arc still, mamma dear,
Marpey replied, pressing fondly 10 her.
Tsu't It alwayaa pleasant surprise when
you make rs q fig.pudding? I'm sure we
arc very happy, and won't talk any
more of nv nonsense Il il worries you,
, Then the little group passed on; and
! the tall stranger followed them out Of the
glare of the gaslght into small by-way
! where they entered house with Mrs. 7.
Roeerson's day-sehool for young ladies',
/ written on the door Then he went back
TO the High Street, and that same night
a large parcel from the draper's oamo,
for Mrs. Rogorson and Miss Margery
. aud a little packet from the jewelers., ior
: Master Tom Roqerson.
Everything we wanted, sighed Margery
happily, ! only hope they are real. How
eoaH they have Gomez? The shop people
] say they were ordered by tall, dark
, gentleman, very pale wish mamma
would let us believe in ghosts, and then
we could understand Il easily, for that
, description is like dearpapa. But never
. did hear Of any ghosts that had money.
wonder what Aunt Mary will say when
she comes tomorrow
/ The stranger went back to the -Four
r Swans. Next morning he went to the
cathedral, and stole into shady corner
TO take part in the service. The sharp
f little widow came in, looking sweeter and
happier than would have seemed possible
the night before. Beside Margery and
Tom she had lady with her--an elderly,
! agile.lookiug lady, with one OF those
= pale, fair faces, that look as If perfect re-
! pose was their only remaining atmos.
, phere of life, and any iarring element,
even Of joy, would shake and rend the
I tender spirit from its feeble dwelling. a
! face bright with spiritual Joy, and pleas.
: ant fancies and sentiments. God often
sends pleasant faueies to those pure but
weakly souls that could never rise to ere.
4 ate any grasp pleasant facts. What are
such fan"ies but the dainty aroma Of the
} royal feast awaiting them in their Faith
8 er's mansion?
Lowly kneeled the stranger through
| the old familiar prayers. He sat leaning
r forward with his face in his hands, while
| the white-stoled choir chantcd the glo
rious anthem; Glory be TO God in the
, Highest, and on earth peace, good vii
, towards men,
q Then he came out, silently, among the
T. crowd Of worshppers. People were ex.
t changing good wishes with each other
r actually Peter, tho old waiter, sauted
= even him A merry Christmas
= A merry Christmasl
The stranger stayed and wandered
among the graves. There was world
of silent memory seethiug in his heart
Beside that vision Of the little boy, listen
ing awe-strucl TO the choir, there were
, others Of a young man, vain, cxtrayagant
selfish, counting as Of ponght, or Of littlC
= value, all the love and pride and house
hold Joy which looked so very fair from
this point Of view, this lonely wandering
among the dead More pictures still
OF a young, man, reckless and cruel il
e his sins, full Of that bravado which darei
! God and good men ont Of fear Of the dev
il and his minions: Of the ghastly hor
0 rors of a convict ship; OF a summed man
+ on wild, lawless shore--thc prodiga
= feeding an the swinc's husIs Then Of {
t little rough, miscellaneous group, listen
c ing 10 a simple mission sermon, whi |
= even black fellows could understand, aut
c which, perhaps, was the more likely t.
touch the whiteman because it was sc
like what they had heard at their mother,
= knee, or in their Sabbath School; OF
9 sinner seeking salvation, as men dying o
u thirst seek for water-Sprngs. And ther
+ the sweet household instincts, dried ant
t dead under The forgetiuness Of God
). stirring again ia the remembrance o
= him, and the return to biz ways. 0 God
. such longings for a comforting word il
the old familiar voices--such dreams O
d atonement and reconciliation
=, Al these memories between that litil'
II boy aud this strange, silent man, whom
nobody knew.
Was there any long-tfied servant o
: God ii Norham that afternoon, poor
d humble, stricken, and tempted TO thinl
that God IN bis mercy iorget- his justice
and tears tbe moral from the page whiel
: lie purifies with his pardoaipg bloods o