St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1873-04-04

old woman agrees with me.
rose from my seat while the two
were talking. | took down my straw
hat from the wall and gathered my
shawl about me.
MIR. Darby" said |, Il will go over
with You. want To see Denis"
Mrs. Medium demonstrated. but my
time of weakness VAS past | felt sud
denly strong and well.
And 81 found him lying faint and
white i'll Mrs. DaIbN'> shaded and sa-
cred spare room" and tended like Il
prince hy Mrs. Darhy,s mothcIly hands
my friend. my savior. my poor
tramp. And thereafter took my turn
i'll watching and caring tor him.
'Wc'Il have him round again before
long, all right" said the farmer. chccri-
( ly: for my old womam's doctoring
would raise the dead almost"
1t was late i'll November. however,
before he came round" again. But
one sunny dal in Indian summer,
wrapped up like Il piece of precious
merchandise hl his good old nurse.
who stood in the doorway looking after
. him. Denis walked trrbIy at my side
ont into the sunshine.
We Went mp the broad slope of the
/ hill road. which still on either side was
/ hordcrcd with green. and hey ond which
1 We could see the woods lcatieS, now,
but hung with Il faint mist of AMETHYST.
and touched with the tender wiSttul
sky that makes this season of the wear
/ pathetic. Leaf. flower. and autumn pride
had vanished: it WAS the time of rem
imi>ccncc and Walking thus 10y my
side. Denis began to tell me something
of his former life: how his hoy hood had
been familiar with the diIc>t poverty,
with vice and misery i'll every form.
subject 1u the rhangctul moods of his
mother. her impcIiuu>mc>> at times. heI
Wild Weeping fits of tenderness he had
clung to her III hcl sad career till it
ended in death Hers had been but a
variation of the old sad s,orl care
fully nurturcd. dcliratcly guarded,
she had fled from home and wealth to
share the fortunes of her hetraycr.
After his mothers death the lad. left to
himself among his vile associates, went
from bad To NOr>". was made Il tool of
by those Older than himself, and final
ly fell III with Il gang of countcItcitcrs.
who. finding him quick and ready,
made u>r of him for their pun poses,
Gradually. lac scarce knew how. he
became utterly weary of the life he
WAS living: lie lungrd for better things:
hc coveted to hc drrcntly dressed. to
hr H. other boys were: and Al length
resolved to choose the only way of e>
cape that seemed open t. him. One
day he disappeared from his old haunt>
with Il number of the counterfeit bills
i'll his pos>cSSion. ONerragcI. >ingline.
he made his way to distant town, Vas
suspected betrayed probably hy his
old ;i>>ociatcS and was FINALLY arrested
and sentenced. lie went into prison Il
mrIc lad he came ont man. rcSolute,
strong. and sad. whom no temptation
could lurr To that old life again.
Il thought it best to tell YOU all this,
Esther" he said; ''and perhaps then
you will not think So hardly of me
when | am away" But we shall not
let y"H 90. you know. Dr.is. Mis-
Darhy will not hear of it,.
''But mH>f he said, sharply
Poor fellow. he waS an invalid yet |
. would not Gloss him. So | said, kindly.
"Whcrr would l"u go. Denis ?"
II do not know Vet. Somcw here i'll
the world shall lind room to live 1t
better life.
Sumcwhcrc' the word seemed to
echo over wood and hill like a lingrr-
ing farewell. looked at this man,
who's, fate seemed in some inevitable
WAY interviewer with mine. Should |
let hm go from me forever So" him
depart into the wide V"rld. with the
odds against hini. and hrtakc my>rlf To
east ana comfort
.Dcni>." said !. ''>tay here: let me
help You let us hc friends it, of old.
''WomHm - he cried. turning sharply
upon me. do Nou think thai have no
soul that have been buried in jail
till every thing that makes manhood in
either men is dead Help me-. t"rsooth
Snail stand quietly 10y without feel
iug. without heart. while others live
their warm. happy lives beside me, |
tell lou | am going away = Poor
Denis =" | said. >uothingly. "lou are
ttvrlish and weary. Sit down Il little
here on this mo>>y bank
No" | will never >it hN l"ur side
again. ! am NOT tit to hc near such It's
You. Go luur way to the wealth and
peace that await Nuu. BE Mr. L"Wcll'S
. bride y"u were made for Joy and
wealth and Injury But Nou shall not
pHri"nizc me. for, proud Il, luu are.
Nirtuou> aS you are. | tell YOU that |
love you, Does it MAKE lonr blood
. timglr with modification to hr loved bN
Il convict IT l. done. and | can lot
undo il.
. There came upon me then. even
while he poke the har>hil passionate
words, u strange inspiration. I'm an
gel seemed to lIoat down through the
. evening and touch my heart. >uhdurd
and sad. | turned my face away and
f wcpt.
Standing apart from me. a. touched
/ with Il sorrow he could not Soothr.
. Denis at last said, wi>ttully, Nv hat is
, it, Esther -
'' 1T is this. my friend" | answered
: Il. too. can not und" it. have tried.
I You stand I" me fol Il life of hardships,
4 Denis. Il lie of trial and struggle, aud
have >hamrtully coveted casc and
.l peace. But it is over. Where thou
- gnc~t will go. and where thou diest
A will die :; for better than all else that
- have loved. better than all SWcctue-~
: and beauty, love You, Denis -
t Esther" said Mr.. Lowell, quietly, Il
p. lew days after. ''thy friend Denis owen
i has been speaking to mt. of thee. 1t l.
a. feared vet | do not blame thee,
t. Esther. Thy companionship has been
- very sweet t" me. and ! will not deny
that had thought it excellent to have
{. thee with me to the journeys end, II
e thee had 80 elected. But thou hast
q chosen Il higher path. sister, and if the
II hand of the Lord hath shown itsrlt
). clearly to thee III this thing, let it he ar
{. thou SAFEST.
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