The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1873-05-29

Oh, little sister, who went 50 long be-
fore, how much did you know of earth
while you were growing mp in heaven +?
Was not your father very glad on the
day when he entered rest and Joined the
folded lamb of happier times? Oh, lit
tie sister, is there any look on the face
of an angel, whose human heart was
broken?
The stranger stood still by that house.
hold tomb, and looked around. There
was another grave which that little boy
had lnown-the family grave of that
little boys playfellows. the Herons.
But the stranger knew that he could not
find that grave in the twilight, though
he could have found the way to their
houses in the utter darkness !
He crossed the Cathedral square. and
issued out on Norham High street. The
shops We're very bright with Christmas
goods, and busy with Christmas trade.
There was little, thin, sharp-loolzing
widow, with a boy on one side and a
girl on the other, gazing intently into
the best draper's shop. The stranger
stood still when he first saw them, and
then he went up slowly and stood be-
hind them.
ITS no good wasting our time, Mar
gey," said the mother, :" for we can't af-
ford to buy anything"
"Bat looking dosen't spend, NAM
ma, pleaded RIargey, "and I'd like to
plan what I'd give you if I could, man.
ma, and to chose what should like you
to give me. There, you should have
that beautiful thick black silk, and it
should be made with one deep founce
like the mayors wife's, and you should
have that soft gray shawl to wear with
it. And I would have two of those
merinos,-a dark brown for every day,
and an olive green for Sundays, andone
of those neat, plain black-cloth jackets.
And there's Tom gone off to look at the
watches. Tom is going to save sixpence
a wesI-to buy one, mamma, but won't
it take long time p
q All, I wish I could give you chill
dren pleasant surprises, said mamma,
wistfully. CT was 50 fond Of that kind
of tricks once upon a time.
And so you are still, nanny dear, J"
Margey replied, pressing fondly to her.
g Isn't it always a pleasant surprise
when you make Us a fig pudding? Tn
sure we are very happy, and won't
talk any more of my nonsense if it
worries you.
Then the little group passed on !; and
the tail stranger followed them out of
the glare Of the gas-lght into small
by-way, where they entered a house
with "BTrs. 7. Rogerson's day school
for young ladies, written on the door.
Then lie went back to the High street,
and that same night large parcel from
/ the diapers came 8 For Mrs. Roger
son and Miss Margery, and little
packet from the jewelers., for g Master
Tom Rogerson.
Everything we wanted, sighed
AIargery, happily. only hope they
are real. How could they have come !?
The shop-people say they were ordered
by tall, dark gentleman, very pale. I
wish mamma would let us believe in
! ghosts, and then we could understand
it easily, for that description is like
dear plpa. But I never did hear of
any ghost that had money. wonder
what Aunt Mary viii say when she
comes tomorrow y
The stranger. went back to the Four
I Swans. Next morning he went to the
cathedral, and stole into a shady cor
ner to take part in the service. The
sharp little widow came in, looking
sweeter and happier than would have
seemed possible the night before. Be
side Nargery and Tom, she had lpdy
with her-an elderly, fragile-loolzing
lady, with one Of those pale, fair faces,
that look as if perfect repose was their
only remaining atmosphere of life, and
any jar1ing element, even of Joy, would
shake and rend the tender spirit from
it's feeble dwelling. A face bright with
spiritual Joy, and pleasant fancies and
sentiments. God often sends pleasant
fancies to those pure hut weakly souls
that could never rise to create and
grasp pleasant facts. What are such
fancies but the daints aroma of the
royal feast awaiting them at their
Fathers mansion
Lowly lneeled the stranger through
the old familiar prayers. He sat lean
ing forward with his face in his hands,
while the white-stoled choir chanted
the glorious anthem "Glory be to
God in the Highest, and on earth peace,
good viii toward men,.
Then lac came out, silently. among
the crowd of worslipers. People were
exchanging good wishes with each
other-actually Peter, the old waiter,
saluted even him with "a merry
Christmas.
A merry Christmas
The stranger stayed and wandered
among the graves. There was a world
of silent memory seething in his heart.
Beside that vision Of the little boy, lis
tenine awe-strucly to the choir, there
we're others of ycang man, vain, ex.
travagant. selfish, counting as of naught
or Of little value, al the love and pride
and household Joy which looked Sc
very fair from this point of view, this
, lonely wandering among the dead
/. More pictures stin OF a young man
reckless and cruel in his sins, full o.
that bravado which dares God and goo,
men ont Of fear of the devil and hi
. rniuions; OF the ghastly horrors of {
convict ships Of a slammed man on
wild. lawless shore-tho prodigal feed
ing on the swine's husks. Then of
little rough, miscellaneous group, lis
leuing 20 a. simple mission sermon
which even 81 black fellows could nm
derslanl. and which. perhaps, was tn
: moro likely to touch the white men, be
cause it was SO hike what they ha'
: heard at their mothers knee. or in thei
Sabbaih-sehool Of hard heart hrok
! en-. of n sinner seeking salvation. a
.,,sr ,4.-it,u ~ thirst seek for vvates