The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1876-01-27

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the boat ncsfy opse,aug e. a Young,
eager fAca, with streaming half, cooked
ap from tbe water. aad gasping shud-
deuag, Aslf drowned, aad wholly scared,
The yoang waierngmaa was presently
aboard ,lg GA craft
on, how iyighieued was she ciied, |
felt sure ! aas losing ~ my strength
and would ao 10 tbe bottom, on, yoa
good spull yoa dear SOUL how ever did
ydaget to ins ia MS walpr.iogRed emni
Il ias seen ih bta days, certain, said
lie willow, iuggl6g N the oars
Yon don'i louk able far such work, 4,
add tie gifi
lkure seen better lays, was the quiet
answer
And thcu--oh s0iiiaieut reward oi all
Der eifortsl--thls real lady, this fir
Young girl with the son hands aud the
pretty bsthIas dress, aolualiy replied, |
thought so.
Here give me 40 oar, she added, still
painting But my dear soul, we'll never
be able to row down 10 thar poiut, where
| lett my CLOTHES, and can't walk to the
hotel; rm swfuly tired Can't you put
me ashore al your place, and send word
for me down yonder?
The little dark cabin on the shore
frightened up with an unwonted lustre
as the widow sheltered her young charge
and changed her wet garments for sone
of her own.
If my Tom would ouly come, I'd send
him for your things.
Oh, 10 malterl IN wrap your shawl
about me aud walk down myself after
Eye rested BIZ. Pm not hurt, you
know, only scared Dear me, how |
wds scaredl Ny old nurse used to teach
me not 10 scream; but il hadn't scream
ed, where should have been now, |
wonder?
Mrs. Miutou woud gladly have parted
with the last shred she possessed, and
gone shivering the rest OF her days, to see
her worn-out gown donncd so hand
someiy by the bright lassie.
They have seen better days. miss, and
m not deny that they've been in good
company in their time; but they're not
fit for lady now.
Her companion laughed, pretty, mis-
chievous laugh. She read the weakness
other rescuer, and treated il tendcrly.
Whatever lady has worn is fit for Il
lady to wear, she said, and forthwith
wrapped herself, smiling, in the old gray
shawl.
And at that moment Tom, with his red
SHIRT cleaning in the setting sun, aud a
string Of fish on his shoulder, stood in
the doorway.
lie stopped when he saw the guest
stan ling upon the hearthslone, a bright
fire behind her, and the kettle boiling
cheerily. She nodded TO him familiarity
Tom thought he must be dreaming.
Tom and are acquainted, said she.
dire your responded the astonshed
widow.
Yes, said the girl I've watched Tom
many time walking along the shore in
| bis red shirt, and once he took me and
father out rowing. Tom, your mother.
saved my life.
Saved your llel echoed Tom, who
never in all his life had heard of hi,
mothers doing anything before.
Tom, stupid and staring, hurried off ii
search of The missing garments. Anl
meanwhile bis mother betook herself Il
making cup Of tea for her protege. |
was wonderful how ittle warmth 0
human feeling had reused this woman L
lie and activity sgaia.
When Tom returned, laden with va
rions articles Of apparel, the Two wer,
1 quietly sippiog their iea together at I'll,
old round table.
lie did not return alone, however. Fol
lowing him came tail gray -heado gen
tleman.
Here's father cried the gili, springinl
forward. "Oh, father, this good lad,
has saved my life
Lady! The widow Muton wanted L
kiss the beautiful rosy lips that pro
uounceG the words.
Well, my dear, said tie old gentleman
good-humoredy, piuching the plum
cheek, she has done it very thoroughly
Yoa certainly don't look very near deaf
just now
whereat the story, with due enlarge
ment aud Variations, was told him, with
i pretty pout.
The father smiled bur also be furtivei
! wiped away tear.
Well, madam, said he, comteously, q,
, cepi my cordial thanks for looking attC
! my Iitlle madeap Belle. She's my onl
child, you see, and as fall Of pranks /
T any dozen.
/, lieiie playfuily pm, her band over b
/, mouth | won't have my character tri
. duced where they've been 30 good 70 nj
!. she cried And Oh, father, isn't this
] beautiful place -sach view Of The W
/, ter! mean % come down here ever
q day and do my skeiching
! I'm sfnid, said The sire, shaking
}. head, fist tti. good lady win hayc eau
10 wish ,he bad thrown sou oyerboar
a Ga, no, father; she likes me, ard III
A her. And I've fallen in |, sc With 70
p long ago, Yop know
d TON blashed painfully. someihi,
b. strsuge aud new stirred IN his min
Compliments did not sweeien !
| Thoughts a. they did be mothers. /