The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1874-05-02

BY EDNA DEAN PROCTOR.


The Rev Reuben Hyde was graduate
of both Amherst and Andover. His par
cnts, who had made great sacrifices to give
him such advantages looked forward to
his becoming a shining light in the church,
and even had hoped that the first pulpits
of Boston would. be opea to him when he
left the seminary. But, alas for the van
ity of human expectations, his sermons
were only dry statements of the views of
Edwards and Stuart; and, after preaching
as Candidate" in several large towns, only
to be rejected, disappointed and G;;::c %i.!
ambition, he ;!lited into the small remote
parish of Marston. where kindness and
frequent pastoral visits were more highly
priced than powerful dscourscs. His slen-
der salary was eked out by the productions
of the garden and field belonging to the
parsonage, the filling of which occupied his
leisure hours, and having, through his fail
ure a dislike for the great world he rarely
left home, except now and then TO EEK
| change" with some brother minister as UNI
known and uneXpectant as himself
Mrs. Hyde was an amiable, industrious
woman, never absent from the prayer-meet-
ing or the sewing circle, and untiring in her
thrifty household cares. Their children
were Bessie, a grave, patient, gentle girl Of
ten, with round, innocent face, brown
/ curls, and an appealing look in her blue
/ eyes that went straight to your heart and
baby VIII, a vehement little fellow, just
entering his second year, and who went far
to prove the theory of some Scottish phil
osopher, that children inherit the dormant
rather than the active faculties of father
and mother.
/ ti,n ITyIn fnp,il, ,yhan M pnn
years old, went to Marston to spend the
the summer with my aunt, who was their
next door neighbor; and this was the way
Bessie and | became acquainted.
/ had been there days Mt my aunts, and
had gone through and through the rooms,
and explored the garnet, and examined over
and over again the few picture books among
the old volumes on the hanging shelves.
had found every nook Of the garden, and
counted and fed the chickens, and seen the
cows MIXED, and frolicked with the two
gray kittens, until the cat, alarmed at our
familiarity, had carried them ont to their
inaccessible nest in the barn; and was be-
ginning to be weary of the stiffness, broken
only by the ticking of the tall clock in the
corner, and thinking rather sadly of Ned
and Fanny at home, when my aunt looked
up from her work and said
''You feel lonesome, don't You Mary
Put on your bonnet and go out and play
with Bessie HYDE. There She is. drawing
her little brother up ana down the path"
Charmed at the prospect of company,
and vet little afraid of strangers, | acted
upon her suggestion, and going cautiously
to the foot of the garden, looked through
the palings at Bessie. There she stood in
her dark Bingham gown and Shaker bon
net. her brown curls clustering in her neck
and her checks flushed with her efforts tc
please Master VIII. who sat as erect anC
nroud in hi. clumsy wagon as if he hat
been heir to all the Russas. She saw me
and now and then looked timidly toward.
me; and | knew not how long we SHOULD
Tins have REGARDED each other had not :
great oranre-spotted butterfly come flutter
inc over the walk and uliehted on a curran
hush close beside the wagon. The baby
shouted with delight, and held ont his hands
w catch the dnzzling rover. when away i
aoy ohove my head and disappeared in tn.
ne,r nrchar1 THE child set nm a scream
nf vexati0n that mipht have been hear,
tLroughout tine villare. and scorned all hi
sisters ottempts 10 console him. A deyic,
occurred to me The minister's garden
Laa onl, , Gov, noln howrrs but nv amt
vos oo,, win vor;ous blooms ran to th
hobs and ulucl;ed n uosegny of the bright
ost rosos columbires scarlet poranium.
and hnrrviny tbrongh tho rate and alon,
the NTH laid them down before the riotou
how lie locked nm LAUGHED in splte q
his toars and thcn gathering them IN
confused haan in lis arms. and doubles
th;nl,ing thnm sn many centured wings. h
yrns sonn the image of content.
..Thonk Won. said Bcssic. from undo
hcr sun honnpt
Glow loud hc did scream" said |.
,,"Twos the butterfly made him. answer
ad Ressie And from that moment w
,yorc friends
Thn novt Monday morning | went wit
BESSIE 10 The village school, and found it 5
attractive that | continued TO accompan
her ali the summer. The Marston child
rem were rather rough in their way but W
had rare fun durinr the noon recess, an
there was really only one scholar of whor
we we're afraid-Tom Stevens, a rude, mis-
cbievous how from the tavern at the end G
tho street. Who DELIGHTED in tormenting n
weaker and Younger than himself Ii
knew Bessie was in mortal terror OF Lin
and so he was always teasing her; but whc
John Farley found out anything, Tom wa
sure to get his deserts. John Farley wa
the Deacon's son, tall, handsome, athleti
boy of thhteen. full of mirth, and daring
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