Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1876-09-13
In the twinkling on an eye the daughter

of the house disappeared, and came back
with basket full of the most delicious
looking cherries that / had ever seen
How fresh and rosy they were. 1t almost
quenchcd my thirst to look at them.
You can bring back the basket when
you return" said the girl, with Il pleasant
smile; whilst Father Hans, without taking
bl 9TH, swallowed two large glassfuls o.
limpid water that We're Il pleasure even tc
see.
He nov arose to deprrt. {" He is certain
to offer me some cherrieSn' aud conf n
ed up such Il vision of refreshnent at the
thought as made my mouth water At tl
some minutes Father Hans PIT his hand il,
the basket and drew forth :. large bunch
of cherries. and began to dcvoucr them
one by one, without appearing even 10
think of me, although it was only two
hours ago that l had moled and toiletl
ut his side trying to keep step with him
After the bunch followed Il second-thcn
Il third.
What n selfish man he is, and |
thought he was so good" and. saying this
mate faces at him behind his back,
whilst he RECALLED himself in front All at
once a cherry slipped from his hand and
rolled to my feet. In i second, it was
covered with dust Us white rs sugar No
matter; | picked it up and wiped it with
L corner Of my poke, hlndke chef then.
turalng It round and round in my firg,r>
| asked myself what was to do with it,
tor after all 1t did not belong to me. But
it would be very hard to give i; back to
| him. think, however, that should have
adhered to this course, but Just at that
moment, Father Hans turned around and
said us If he had guessed my secret strug-
gle:
Keep it for Yourself; all that falls in
the ditch belongs to the soliier1
became as red as my cherry, and car
rich il to my lips with as Indifferent IN air
us could assume. But, nevertheless how
delicious it was, After some moments Il
second cherry fell like the first and ut the
end OF about every twenty >,ep>, the same
manHnvre was repeated; twenty times
stopped down to the dust. and ended bv
being somewhat refreshed Then the
crimson mamma ceased to fall, and Father
Hans turned around towards me with q,
laughing face; his little gray eyes spark
ling under his heavy bu>hv cvcbro v. and
his mou>tachcS, which were also gray, and
crew rs bushilv Is his eyebrows, turning
up at the corners of his mouth. revealing Il
mi>chirvou- smile"
1--we you understood little one" he
asked with twinkle in his eve.
answered no hing. but had no diff
cnllv in cpmprehrndny that h" was TX
iny fun of me
''Look you, my boy; the best lessons are
those which are learnt By practice rather
lhln by prrcept; and these are the kind
thlt | teach my children and grand cdl-
lrrn. One soon foryrt> :: sermon" hc
added. breaking ont inlo u kind, f,thcrly
smile, bat am sure that you VIII never
forget III" cherries of to day and Will for
EIvr your old companion for having pick
rd up a practical lesson on the read for
Your benefit
Yes. indeed Father Hans. cried |
stretching ont my two hands toward him,
which he cla>ped in one OF his own; bat
still should vcrS much like YOU to eN-
plain your lesson to me. thlnk ihu |
quite tulv understand il, bat -
My lesson, replied he. d" i that it is
far better /" s;""p one" and pick up An OH
non ~e>hoc that - equal IN value to u hc,~-
krt pt ir"-h Oh, rrr~, thln it i 10 >tu,p
w'nty times I" pick up twenty cherries
covered with dust. And now, nv boy. !"
.,'idrd he handiny me the fam I!~ bt~k.t. .
- after he lesson comes The rev md Ett /
what is there. ana if >oa tjnl if r.oJ /
promise Yourself mt Won will nryrr 70,
iu~r 10 do a service. hourv,. tri,1ur II
may seem to be. ti,hri. tnran.,IJo ar v.nn.,
&c son. pi>ohlIr nvn.~, is ilk. 1.r.l,
always e. me, Lnu,. 10 n, n>ynr,.
Deceit? F,,h + II.ns spoke ,ru,v in
,ayIn,, TN, il ;,I.yly, come. h,,n,. =, ~
master: and now. what Ii al IN the r.
suit of my fine i,rrury of in.,.n..n.t,n...y
| mad deceived Ibr .hnnl IN h.,,.,,,..
tn. cuuti,I.n..tl my f,,h,r ma ~, H.. /
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