Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1878-10-16

theft to jump over the wall and pick a few
of them up. They see them lying there
exposed TO the bugs and grasshoppers, and
cannot say that blame a person for occa-
sonally picking up few. 1t is certainly
no paipabe loss to us, and affords great
satisfaction TO them. Now, If you are asked
for few apples and refuse them, or If you
find some one in your orchard merely pick
ing up few wind-falls, and roughly drive
him out, you may expect they will come
when you don't know it, and then a feeling
of pique will lead them to take as many as
they can carry In short your orchard is a
kind of glass house, and the more roughness
you use to keep people away from it, the
more liable you are to have it broken. You
know the nature of boys as well as | do;
and you know that harsh language and
blows will make many, who are by no means
wickedly inclined, do some very dangerous
things Now no one troubles me. II any
one wants a few of my apples to eat, | give
him some for have plenty to spare while
they are growing and dropping from the
trees. | take great deal of pleasure, too,
in doing so, for love to see people happy
on my bounty"
But some of them pizened my dog"
I" | can't say that wonder at that, either"
"Well, must say you have Some strange
notions of right and wrong" said Green, in
bitter tone.
al didn't say that thought it was right.
On the contrary think it was very wrong.
But then you must remember for what pur-
pose you purchased the dog, and in what
manner you trained him. | don't wonder
that he was killed, for he has bitten num-
Der of people since you had him."
Mr. Green would have made some further
remark, but at that moment his attention
was arrested by the sound of voices from
the path that ran along by the brook, and
thinking that he heard his own name men.
toned, he listened
ibid you know that some of the boys
broke one Of old Green's trees last night p
asked one of the unseen takers.
No; did they ?"
Yes, aud walked off with more than a
bushel of his best apples besides"
Egad, I'm glad of 1.-THE stingy old cur
mudgeon. lie wouldn't give anybody al
apple to save their life"
That's George Gray's voice." mutteret
Green.
"I'll tell you circumstance" continued
Gray to his companion, both of whom hac
stopped upon the little bridge that spannec
the brook back of the sheep.shed. Yoi
remember my brother, Frank 2"
yes"
"And don't you remember ten years ago
when he was boy, how he saved Green
life 7 Green had got into the mud-pond
and had already sunk it up to his chin, an,
every movement he made to free himsel
only sank him deeper. He had gone gu
upon log to get duck that he had shot
and slipped off. There was no way to reacl
him and no one dared venture after him
lie cried and groaned for help. His moutl
was soon under the mud and in a momen
more his nostris would be under, too. Hi
power to cry for help was gone, and Just a
we expected to see him disappear Franz
came running dowu--he had started iron
the house as soon as Green fell in-an,
threw off his clothes, and then got a man t
help him throw a long board out upon th
soft mud, Then he gave the end of a lon
rope he had got to the men who had co
letted on the shore, and taking the othe
end he ran out upon the board, then iumpe
upon the log, and then sprang out to wher
Green was sinking. He soon made the rop
fast under Green's arms and then, hangin
on to the blight, he sang out for those o
shore to haul in. Green's life was saved"
"Yes, I've heard of it often; and | r,
member it, too, for was quite boy at tn
time.
well to-day Frank came home. He hs
been gone to Canada for most nine year
He came by where Green was at work, an
asked him for all apple, and don't you thin
the old wretch turned him harshly ava
without giving him even one. OF cour,
Green didn't recognize him, and Fran
didn't then choose to make himself know
The old skinilint must feel nice when /
finds out who it was he turned away"
81 should think so" returned the other.
; But Mr.. Watts gave him as many as /
wanted continued young Green. Thu
; Watts is noble man."
That he is. You wouldn't find anyboc
troubling his orchard. Why, there isn't
boy within twenty miles of here that won
do him harm, or lay hand upon anythI
> that belonged to him, without permissio
, Come, let's be going. It's getting dark"
There was IA bright tear III the eye of NJ
= Watts, as he turned to look upon his col
panion.
" Frank Gray murnured Green, viii
his face showed the modification he felt.
y The lesson that had thus been given to Il
farmer was not lost upon him. 1t had struc
i him too forcibly, too keenly, to be forgotte
. that kindness could only be secured 10y kin
ness aud forbearauce aud generous hosl
> tality commensurate with his means.