The Newtown bee., 1878-11-07
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Nlih Iu4illE tNt AAtAAAaA HH Nt *fs FFs9s Two hours later. the sann young girl stood at tho NH Depot watching tho coming of the night traln; and the con ductor as ho reached down to lift her
 into the car, wondered at the tear-stalnea faco that was upturued toward tho din lantern he held in his hand. A few ques- lions and ready answers told him ali ; and no father could have cared more ten- dorly for his only child than he for our | little Blossom. She was on her way to Washington to ask President Lincoln for | her brothers life. She had stolea away, leaving only Il note ts tell where and why she had gone. She had brought Bennies ,loter with her; no good kind heart, like l the Presidents could refuse to Do melted by 1t. Tho next moraing they reached New York, and the conductor hurried her on to Washington. Every minute now tber's life. And so, in an incredibly | short time Blossom reached the capital, and hastened Immediately to tho White
 House.
 The President had but just seated him self to his mornings task of overlooking and signing mportantpaper when, with out oue word of announcement, the door softly opened, and Blossom, with down. cast eyes aud folded hands, stood before him.
 "Weil, my chiII," he said, in his pleas ant, cheerful tones, "what do you want so bright and early in the morning?"
 "Bonnies life, please, sir" falterod Blossom.
 'Dsnnie? Who is Bennie?"
 "Ny brother, sir They are going to shoot him for sleeping at his post"
 "Oh, ye5;" and MT. Lincoln ran his eye over the payers before him. T remem- Ter. It was fatal sleep. You seo child. 1t Was at time of special dangof. Thou sands Of lives might have been lost for his culpable negligence"
 ''So my father said" replied Blossom, sravely; Out poor Bennie was 30 tired, and Jommie so weak He did the work of two, sir, and it was Jemmies night, not his; but Jemnlie was too tired and Ben- nie never thought about himself, that he was tired too"
 What is this you say, child? Come here; do not understand" and the kind man caught eagerly, as eyer at what seemed to be justification of all offense.
 Blossom went to him; he put his hand tenderly on her shoulder, and turned up the pale, anxious face towards his. How tall he seemed! And he was Presi- dent of the United States, too. And dim thought of this kind passed for a moment through Bios 'oms mind; but she told her simple and straightforward story, and handed Mir. Lincold Bennie's letter to read.
 He read it carefully; then, taking up his pen, wrote few nasty lines, and rang his bell. .... .....
 Blossom heard tkis order given. '.Send this dispatch at once."
 The President then turned to the girl and said: Go home. my child, and tell that father of yours, who could approve his conntry's sentence even when it took the life of child like that, that Abraham Lincoln thinks the life far too precious to @e lost. Go back, or-wait until to-mor- row; Benpio will need a change after he 90 bravoly facing death he shall go with you"
 "God bless you, sir" said Blossom; 9nd who shall doubt that God heard and registered the request?
 Two days after this interview. the young soldier came to the White House with his little sister. He was called into the Presidents private room, and 8 strap fastened upon his shoulder. Mir. Lin colA then said: "rhe soldier that could carry sick comrades baggage, and die for the act SC uncomplainingly, deserves well of his country" Then Beanie and Blossom took their way to their Green Mountain home. 4 crowd gathered at the Mill Depot to welcome them back; and as farmer Owens hand grasped that of his boy, tears flowed down his cheeks, and hewas heard to say fervently: 'The Lord be praised r'-N r. Obssrrer.