Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1875-11-17
The Dream-Angel. and what He Showed
the Little Girl.
FROM TIE GERMAN .

Il have dreamed the most wonderful
dream that ever dreamed in all my life,
said Il gentle. retiring Young miss, Of some
fourteen years, one morning, to her sister
." 1t is :: dream which never shall for
get. 50 long rs shall live
What WAS vour dream, darling Isl
durrg" said Lcono,a, the Youngest sister.
:" VIII You not icll it to us'''
"WtIl. if YOU would like 10 hear it.
come into the little antc-rnom. where no
one will interrupt Us. and sit down by my
size"
Last night could not 90 to sleep at
once. As was lying on my bed, a great
many thoughts came To me. Among 9th
crs. thought. Where can the purr>t and
strongest love be tound upon carth:' While
| WAS mu>inr on this question fell asleep.
In my dream saw an angel. He took
me kindly by the hand and led me forth.
"'C,me With me. said he, and | will
show vcu what You seek.
I'VE set cut. Pretty soon We came 10
4 luwly little church. On is roof Were
TWO SHOW white doves. They Coocd back
and forth, and billed and iondlcd each
Other in The warm sunshine.
The angel stood still and pointed To
The carc>>ing creatures. and thought
This must be- the purc>t and strongest love
on cartll.
The angel was sien, and led me far
thrr.
Soon We SAW on tlowrry lawn bro
thcr and sister. 1t was a lovely boy and
his loving mate. They called each other
Mv dear brother" NV dear sister. \
lon. time they played together. pl"cking
I the flowers and weaving them into glr-
! lands eAnd then saw them embrace ano
| kiss each other.
! The ANGEL stood still the second time
and pointing 10 the loving group, >milec
upon them. | WIS about 10 say: 'Ihi,
must be the purc>t and strongest love OF
! earth: but the angel was silent. and L.,
me still further.
! After we had gone \ short distance, We
came to :, little, bat neat cottage. On til,
/ left of the door. close to the hall. an old
spreading linden cast lis shadows up
! on the green Swar'. Beneath This tree 81
:, man and his wife. Near l'y them play
ed their iie,h, spriyhily children. with bat
and ball The fathers RIGHT hand lay il
! that of the mother. and his left rcs.cd ul
her shoulder. They chattcd together about
| their children and about their happiness
| Tlev looked love and truth into each 9th
,r's eyes: they fondly pressed each other
| hands and once the father kissed the brow
Of the gentle mother.
oh. thought |, nowhere can there b,
found Il love uurer OF stronger than tha,
| between father and mother
The angel let me look Il long time II
this faithful pair; but he was still silent
At last he took me again Ivy the hand an,
| led me farther.
e" 1t was not long before we reached :
magnificent palace. 1t was already late Il
night, and the clock had struck twelve
The stiffness of death reigned everywhere
Mute and noisclcsS climbed the silve
tlocks of heaven after their shepherd. tn
silent moon. Nowhere Il sound. nowhere
u trace of man. All lay deeply locked il
tie arms of Slumber.
. In the palace, before which we tax,
our stand. we see Il solitary. faintly-liyht
ed window. \ feeble light tlickers with
in, scarcely visible through the heavy da
mask curtains.
I'VE enter The angel leads me into
high. spacious, splendid chamber. Her
stands a cradle carved out of costly wood
and filled with a silken-covered bed 0
down. In the cradle lies 4 little child;
had plump checks, but now they seem a
white rs snow. The child sleeps, but it
sleep is disturbed. 1t is sick.
"Closc beside it. on a soft easy chair, sit
the child's mother. She is Il young wo
man. but very pale. Her cheeks are sunk
en-. She wears Il long, rich night-robe
Behind her, on IN elegant drcssinS-table
burns a night lamp. Close beside it is tn
vial of medicine, with the directions at
tached.
In her hand the pale mother holds
Bible. now reading, and now turnin:
aside. She prays for the sick child. Thcl
she gently rocks the cradle.
This Young MOTHER said the angel
is princess, and very rich. She has a
her service Il nurse, a chld's maid, 4 wait
.-naid, and other female attendants
But they are all asleep. They can sleep
she cannot sleep. To none of them al
can she intrust her sick child; still viii
she watch by him; still must she watcl
by him. Her heart draws her to him.
/ This is already the seventh night tina
she has sat here. No sleep has come It
her eyes Her lids press down heavily
but she struggles to keep them open. N
single glance Of the child will she lose, NJ
breathing of her sick one will be unno
ticed; his cse.y motion she carefully OBJ
serves