Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1877-01-03
His Faith and Mine.

rNNFATHN stHoNtkh THAN thithe.
This morning Lzette came TO Inc. "Will
it please you, mademoiselle, that Jean will
see you ? 1t is about the grass" And her
strong white teeth flash out in smile.
That one lovely little meadow, belted by
the trees of the plantation, has been bone
of contention between Jean and myself for
some time. Every day for week he has
threatened it with the scythe and have
begged another days grace.
"What do | care. JEAN" have said. il
the cows won't like the hay so well ? They
must eat it and make the best of it, as we
all have to do sometimes | cannot let my
pretty field go yet"
And then Jean shrugs his shoulders, and
goes off muttering, and Lizette laughs and
shakes her head over the saucepans.
Now feel the hour of doom has come
and follow Lizette with sinking heart
through the stone-paved passage and into
the clean, sweet, sunny kitchen. In the
door stands Jean, new determination in
his face. mentally give in at once before
the decision visible in his eyes.
"Well, Jean 2"
Jean shuflles his feet little. You will
know, mademoiselle, that it must be that
thegrass will be cut to-day. The cows must
oe p oons'Ieieu: I
ooi Jea'l ~ aP. W WAY pa'he'lc over ms
oTns. o"'en az oile lloPe l nay iei.
Du' Jean, you naVe no men ana they are
ousA WY" ''e na' IeSt'
Iaruoll; . nlaue,nVlSelle: ,!.0I ana Jean, who
sees 'nipugh my ilt'ie aitihce, LOOKS at me
WIN kihu o, Tespec'iul contempt" par
uoil ouO oiu 'e,,e anu lierre .baS are
already mere ! tpiu .htiii Yesterday
90 'iien' wlllIe ! imagined hiyseii an ao
solute monarch III my nt.ie domain l see
t,iat jean even quietly aenes me ana taxes
the reihs oil government ihto ms own hands
l nave nave grown accqstoneu me. 10 l.zette good
ha'uLeu tyra"ny' our 'hls iS new plow u
ny ulghi'y. l waIh ou' of lne hitchei
without glance at the OFFENDING Jean
Alas my priue receives another wound
near MN whistiihg gayIy as ne passes tn'
wihuow ne HAS coihp on coii,lueror' anu hi'
peloveu cows are sure now Oh the s"eetes
nay una, can oe louhu;
! walked 10 the WINDOW Tor one more
look o.n d. my pretty helu sleePne IN Tue warm
sun sunshine. ! nave watched IL every DAY
III us changing peau'y, III ,he .liorhihs COO
aiu g,een' III 'he nooht'ue WIN warm
sunny maze lying low over IT, ana ae evening
rustied win littie Dreeze' and the tai
SURGEONS oi trees Ying suraiBhI ana uaii
aoioSs ~. must oiu uo'eu " e'iis INV
'ie rus.iiiis 'iiurihur vi ,'S Iiiauy tongues
my pretty lrighteheu shadows' hyihg acros
Ihe grass wheii .ne winu SUITS IT, Aireau.
! near jean "het1'hs MS scythe' turn m
oack reso,u.eiy ir, 70 .hv "inuow, aiiu-"ila
Is t'iis ihere is Ieaiiy Il tear OH the page
Ui my pooK, l-'He''e comes III With d oust
huS ehee'iuiiieSs, ,,! Sne ASKS IL sue siia ,t
iiiahe puuu'nS tor '"e men ui'iher tne
she goes 10 tne WINDOW ana LOOKS OUT.
put' ii'nue'''oisei'e' they nave pesun,
sne says III her ni8n VOICE jean anu ol
Ilerre ana IL Is risho 'he grass VIII
cut jean mas oeer 'huch 'rouoieu "oou
the nay;
ana l nave oeeh much trouoieu
jean, answered. ,,,
i;'|e''e iauSIs' oh lean ne Is soou,
ne mas klha heart ohe leaves u
sentence diminished; ller heels cnck aioh
the @ passage py-anu-oy ~ near her singing
NIUE harvest song Inc mowers 40 ioc
picturesque; see tlat as ! pass the WI
dow va flesre mas Oh the scarlet ca
which ne wears poth summer ana wihte
ilerre .hS Is 9uite dahdy IN ms way II
cap Is Perched on one SIDE OF MS mead
mas tled orlght plue handkeIchlei WI
orange spots about MS neck By-and-oy
take my nat ana sanhter away through u
glowing, sunshine to the green bank und
the shade of the trees: Inc men pun c
their caps as pass them' Jeans lace
RADIANT
There mas not been 50 hne grass-no, n
Tor years, he says. Marguerite ana Jea
| elite VIII be nltlSeu, Marguerite ana ,Jea
ette are the cows
II Is pleasant under the trees, and after
while SEND Jean 10 tue mouse lor my DOC
There Is drowsy hum IN the ara gre
brown puttefhy settles on my dress-yohu
black spider III mending MS weo' ma
Just liberated poor ny from MS inesh'
and my rude touch mas disturbed MS III
staircases. \ little further on, grassho
per IS whirring IN the sun
Bon jour, madame.
; The brown butterfly hutters away ano
, look up TO see standing before me IN
sunshine the dark figure OF my friend I
Cure. We have had many long talks
gether-this grave, sadiaced priest and II
sell. | am an Old woman and heret
and he Is oung-hve-and'thlrty or the
abouts-and rigid follower oil the strict
soe' III "i' i"'e"' """ 'S. ''ti'So" w ~" s
S found out that we are not so different al
q all. We both love the same Saviour,
r both are trying to follow Him, though, =
Z haps, we place our feet a little different
!. Who walks closest IN the blessed footprint
!, who can say so II happens tnat sol
n tunes the Cure VIII come 10 me- wheh th
:. is any sorrow or distress among his peol
r where he thinks woman's hand is need
|, and help MN all ! can and we never M M
6 about the points OF doctrine where we am
r sometimes he WIN send me plate oil ca
IS cherries from his garden, and then l
|, Llzette to take nm one oil her little chee
r. when she goes 10 market
IS a smile nights up the cures lace io'
e moment as l MAKE room lor MN on
is bank beside me, and we commence TO c
r, about tne weather, ana the harvest ana
II frost. lie turns ms lace 10 the snnshl
d and notice mat ne Is tred, we n
IT grown TO be friends enough 70 De silent
le gether' and so SIT ana watch the chang
II | EXPRESSION oil his lace. liOW L love tll