Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1875-01-07

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!, / hsght have .oYergrown. the artists grave
& Tfe sun, shot o golden arrow in tn,
!, window as Mrs. .Bamber paused, and il
ltninated the dim canvas. Perhaps th,
ras5iance of revelation reached her sou.
+ h chat glimpse, however family, The
esam of an angels wing eleaving tht
ssy, the wonder of the Virgins. upturn
ed face; but the sunset faded, and Mrs
Ban Der was left to: sOrrowful contem
Patton of the garish frames. ''Some
PARISH trash, . she soliloquized. '..What
ever possessed me to get them, new
frames shall never see the, money
bsck, LII be bound! I'm sure ] would
. sSaankful to- get twenty FIVE dollars
apIece, allowing twenty for the frames.
A sGa i suppose the pictures are worth
I five. II they amount to anything. No
boag viii give that, though. . + .-.. 1-
III A year before the shop bell nad
t breagtI Mrs. .Ba1nber from her supper
4 to az s:onte npiation. Of a thin, eadayer-
77eSds stranger Of the brigaRd type, wrap
i ped in a cloak, aud with a broad hat
4 drawn over his brows, The man was
| faint with cod, and eoughed dolefally
T b. had no money, and nD friends. Mrs.
| BailGer was not the person to send
4 away such waif erlpty-handed. She
( plsred him before the fire in her own
+ EinY kitchen, and made Nanny. her small
| haaalnaiden serve him with hot tea /;
/ she Wrote q note to the clergyman who
|. dispensed charity, to find a lodging; and
sHe finally dispatched him with bottle
! et Bamber's Drops as a gift. The
I stranger fingered in the garrett furnished
| hial, reserved, a trifie sinister, and only
| known to smile when Mrs. Bamber
!, preached to him in a language which he
I bat :imperfeetly understood e. ~ ---..
Fhere came a.day in rude March, when
7 So many leaves drop from the tree OF
z tite, thai the foreigner sent for Mrs.
Bamber, beaueathing 10 her s0lemnly
tnf,e small pictures set in carved wood.
sEheY are worth their weight IN gold, 7"
/. BE- had whispered, and turned his iascru-
. NiJte faee-in which there fingered 4
triumph to the end TO the wall. g.
StrS, Bamber had shed few tears and
carried her gifts home cautiously, as if
she held, some explosive projectile. The
es,eEyTnan surveyed the pictures through
. Iis spectacles, and chilled the possessor's s
eHfhusiasnl somewhat by expressing a
preference for engrayipgs. He recon-
HtUl4NNN 1tAehihS NAAf ffN'e'A
frames with Hew ones, and exposing
them for sale in the window. Clergy
men are not always the best financial
advisers, Mrs Bamber's face grew very
long when she saw the trainers bill.
Stoneport was skepticai of these daubs
besides the widow asked a fabulous price
for g.them. St0neport knew a chrono
and modern landscape full l.of liysly
cDioripg, but such dismal things were
bot to Its taste. ~
The last night of the year closed in
sadly. Mrs. .Bamber sat long beside the
Morning. Glory stove in the parlor back
6f the shop, slipping her tea, ia which
beverage alone lay consolation a por-
't-ait of Mr.. BANTER, representing him
IS a somewhat wall-eyed gentleman,
Eang above her, and opposite a cabinet
fisplayed among other relics several.
kyiIlls prepared by the lamented Archi-
aaa. Her thoughts went back to q
treary day on an enigrant wharf when
S.iss landed with her husband, who had
:heea injured by a fail on the voyage.
e sgs.se Of essl2is ate; hqNFafs EN fs.,
later, asid o gentleman; ssith a good
haaaofed, rosy face, spoke to her kind
.iY Could she ever forget that this Sa4
,nariian was Dr.. Plat, of StoRepoFt
now gone 10 bis reward lie had asked
few Questions, but had brought The
;eeAatess chemist to. his own town, and
established him in business. No one
.kfew the cost of it all. Z It was not the
ge0d physician 5 way to make his charity
i::s;uden. 5IFs. Baiaber wiped her, eyes
IS she slipped her tea by TIE steve, and
t4s night closed ia, 4
l p. on the hill the old Iotatt home
's'sad was shrouded in gloom, and re-
Htaled only one dim light ia the dining
repua. 1T was a brick house, with white
pillars supporting projecting roof,
SHADED in summer by large trees, and
saFmed, in the clear crisp evening, sur
rohnded by tender memories Now ii
w8s ali to be swept away, for the doc
ts1Fs purse had been ever open, and he 4
haE left his wife ands son in straitened
circumstances. The lovers stood in tAe !
widow, hand e1asped in hand, as il
claiming silent mutual support, while
Mrs Piatt, q stout lady with a querulous
mbath, wandered from room to room, /
g4ing at her precious household goods. /
fEven little Mrs. Banber owns the
rcsf over her head, and all owing to the
ddtor," sobbed the poor lady, taking
ula favorite tea-eilp with loving touch.
The young son set his teeth and drew
a sag breath. Charlotte could only /
lead her brow against the cool pane. If |
thef knew all! The night brought sor-
row but the ensuing day was only an
ticiBated with. dread. -. s..'-... .,.. j.. i
Hiram briggs made himself comfort 4
ablaIOn the yellow satin couch in his I
little parlor, with a deoanter of wine st !
his8bow, and cigar. IT Conscience /
is .afnatter OF education, he should have }
been wholly at ease; but there had been +
an oppression in Charlotte Eaton's eyes,
as. she departed that day, which pricked /
him snartly, evenin remembrance. This \
look be might never forget. The won +
deFsdi backward glance of the Cenci /
barttis q world. sLeuBging on the vel
os.A.s0fa, he reasoned himself out of /
these tancies. He would gain at cheap I
rate q fine home DIR. Platt was q reck-
less ;pendthrfft in his day, and his cred
it0rs need not be blamed for that AS
for Charlotte, he, might make terms with
thSt,rotid young lady yet. Altogether /
the evening passed not unpleasantly
a.isfs5ySfn ia planning improvements on
his ,ae property. ...5.- ..r.zi i.l.S3
.Navs Years Day. dswned on Stone.
port, hnging joy to many hearts, and /.
strikitg like a knell on other lives, that
found their burden greater than could
be b05ae. All nature smiled beneath O.
elouidess sky; the snow was rose4fush-
ed on pc slope, and the shfubbery gIis-
tenedR if powdered with diamond dust.
the s'rbor, where two schooners rode at i
anoh,rr was "a deep blue. Stonepoft did
not kep the holiday especially, although
it still 4dhefed to the Puritan belief that
that New Year s Day shouldb be sanction
ed fatief than Catholic Christmas. On
the i'll; the young ladies appeared IN |
preste dresses of blue and pink, and /
there we're cake and wine. on the side
beard, should the young men call. The
shops We're open. At ten O'Clock, a,
man: !sassed along the, main street,
paeses before Mrs. Bamber's sliop-win-
dow, ;haded his eyes a moment, and
malis.fpn. Mrs. Bamber, observed him /.
with 1ie .habitaal curiosity of the resi-.
dent {: "a small place. He was. an in
signili ant person in a gray coat, with I
red wliskers and q. .r..sahd face. That +
was II .PaIo and anxious after, a
sIeg3iss night, she stood with her eyes
fs-yal .1prehensiyeIv on. the. clock. .. IT 4