Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1877-08-15
VOL. 72.--3696. NO. ~.

n.y. auued raul, Z" and how it must
increase IN value now that the railroad has
opened this way.
AT this iuncture Della came out and called
.nein III 70 Tea She took Uncle Anson by
vne arm, ana Told him he was her prisoner.
alu ne Dent over and kissed her and said il
would be blessed imprisonment.
Don't you find it so, Paul 2"
at is heaven where she ST" was his
answer.
Dear Paul, you are a blessing to me-"
Shortly afterward the old merchant said
to his nephew
Paul, do you ever find yourself longing
for the old life in the city 2"
Does the saved mariner look back with
longing upon the fearful death he has es-
capped, and willingly return to storm and
wreck 2"
al think not, my boy"
And can man, in his full sense long
Tor the dazzle and glare of the empty life
that brings only pain and unrest, when a
bright spirit like this holds watch and ward
Tor him over an earthly heaven 2"
ne held his wife by the hand as he spoke,
and his eye was radiant with a lightsupernal.
1t was on the following day-a beautiful
day IN early autumn-that Paul and Della
walked out upon the gentle bill that sloped
up from the cottage And again he looked
OH upon the grand spread of landscape be-
yond the river.
" All" he said, "if owned that land,
would do great work, Della"
what would you do 2" asked voice be-
hind him.
Paul turned and beheld his uncle.
" II you owned that land, what would YOU
do with it?"
!" would make it bloom with lifel' re-
piled the young man, eloquently. "Think
now, that the rail is laid how near it is TO
the city. Think of the toilers there who
might find light and comfort in these health
full shades. If owned that land | would
invite capital to open it to the life that
ought to occupy it, | would lay out streets,
and portion off lots for dwellings, each with
its garden; and would call it the Eden
of Wildwood"
" And suppose you had the capital of your
own, my boy ~
"The Eden of Wildwood should be a
verify"
A shadow passed over the old mans face,
and then came shining light. He reached
out and took his nephews hand.
Paul, the capital is yours-the land is
yours"
Paul would have laughed if his uncle had
not looked so solemnly upon him when he
spoke. As it was, he simply exhibited be-
wilderment.
81 heard you express an earnest wish to
own the land, and secured it for you," con-
tinued Betterman.
"Uncle This is serious Jest"
ut is no jest Paul. In one word-Por-
ter Lovett has returned"
Lovett--returned |"
Ies-and your fortune is safe"
Paul Renford was not sure that he was in
his waking senses. His uncle was not the
man to utter such language jestingy.
1T is true, my boy. Lovett has returned,
and every dollar that he ever had of yours is
not only safe, but well-nigh doubled"
Uncle Anson, what is this 2"
"Do you not guess ?"
al dare not Tell me-
Again the old man took the nephew's
hand, and, after brief pause, he answered
Paul, you may blame me if you please,
you may heap wrath upon my head if you
like, but you must know that Lovett has only
acted at my bidding sent him away and
he stayed until | called him back. | saw
you falling and sinking, my boy. | saw my
sisters son wasting and dying of disease
which could not be cured except he could be
lifted up from the pit into which he had fall
len. ! saw his young manhood, so full of
native power and goodness, bowed and"
Stop stop" said Paul, raising his other
hand. al see it ALL"
And do you blame me? 2"
Blame you 7"
"Aye, do you blame me for the hard,
harsh remedy applied %
Blame you, uncle Shall | blame you
for my manhood's health and strength and