The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1880-03-11


lhough they were written on my brklu,
have seen ihs words; II ye forgive Ro'
men their trespkstes
A loud knookibg Interrupted The sep
tenoe A tan miner stood Al The dOoi
asking Iof lbe doetor.
What 10 the matter, asked the doctor
who was slready drawing 90 bic over
coat.
BIN Banon's child has get hts--twe
miles on ro,her side Of LenBox Bud.
An rIghtl Pll be there u soon As pos
sible.
The hardness bad all vanished from hi'
manner again be was tho sympAlhiEIns
physician as be turned to his wife saying
Good night, Lucy, DO not sis up; may
not be in much before morning --This
poor child has been subject to these At
iAcks from her birth. feAs each vii
be the last.
After bis departure, Lucy sAt long
time gazing shoughliuliy into the 1re.-
There is no use huuiing the garrst agaiu,
she mused, Il is only 10 stories that mlss-
ing Wills and deeds are found Ia Old fur.
nIture. So, having sent her maid TO bed,
aud prepared some fragrant chocelate,
setting il where II would simmer slowly
I'LL the doctors return, she resumed her
seat by the frs, and her sad medilations.
Meanwhile DR.. Ashley pursued bis
journey through the stormy night, and
those last words spoken BY bis wife were
exsrling 8 spell on him, too. Thsmoant-
ain wind, rushing through tho cedsrs'
seemed to sing in trumpet tones, II "
forgive not, while on every hand The dry
tongued laureis whispered forgive, for
give!
Arrived at his destination, be found the
little patient better, lying pale aud ex'
bausted on ber mothers lap. The parox'
ism was over-the danger passed once
more. and the mother expressed real sor-
row for having brought the doctor out in
the storm.
Oh, no matter abont that be answered
hastily; then, alter preparing . eompos'
ing draught, he bade them good night,
and started upon bis homeward journey
But the thoughts from which be would
gladly have been free we're only inter
rup,ed, not dispelled. Again the unseen
spirit voices seemed 10 whisper around
him, and memory went bscE TO childhood
when blue eyed Cousin Fred was bis
dearest companion. He thought of The
green summer days when, together, they
bad isbed in the old mill pond, and sailed
mimic boats under the willows. Then Of
old college times, when the gay young
student had clung TO him as unto an elder
brother. And now Ahl now be was
dead.
The storm had increased IN violence,
but the doctor scarcely needed Il, for re-
morse was gnaving like bitter hunger at
his heart. Away to The right be heard
above the noise OF the elements the sbrill
whistle OF a midnight train. That start
ling cry, that, clearer than clan call, or
blast of tocsin, reminds the lonely OF the
great brotherhood OF man. 1t aroused
the doctor from bis musings. He remem-
bsred that half al hour ago train ar
rived in the village behind him, but, hav
ing overtaken no travellers he .felt thank
full that no one had to seek his hone
among the hills tonight. A moment
later be saw something dark moving d.
rectly in front Of him.
Only cedar bush, he reasoned; but
watching closely, be saw 1t waver moro
aud more, and at last sink down upon the
snow.
AS he sprsng from bin sleigh be hesrd
low moan, and huFrying forward, he
found sad sight, a woman completely
psralyzed with cold and weakness, and
in her arms, closely pressed against her
bosom, an unconscious, sleeping babe.
lie placed them hastily IN his sleigh, and
Eve minutes later, Lucy by her lreside
was startled by an uuwonted noise at the
door.
Itswell you're up, Lucy exclaimed
the doctor, as be came In with his burden;
get some warm wafer, qaick l--Lucy has
lily brought The necessary remedies, and
while the doctor applied them, she took
the now awakened babe, warmed him,
gave him drink OF warm milk, hushed
him TO sleep again, and placed him Ia eed
snugly. AT last the patient opened her
eyes. Oh, where am N she cried; where
is Robbiel
He is cafe, replied Lucy, holding
warm wine TO bef lips, he 10 sleeping
sweetIy.
Having revived little more, she re-
sumed; cannot thank you enough for
your kindness to q stranger, bat If you
will tell me where DIR. Ashley lives will
be going; must reach there tonight. ]
came in the train, bnt must have mis-.
taken the direction.
You are there now am DR.. Ashley.
Are you, indeedI exclaimed the poor
creature. Oh, will you forgive me for
coming ! could do nothing else.
Forgive goal cried the doctor, with
grea, sob 10 bis voice. Alb, Mary, II for
Fred's sake goa viii forgive ne, Il is
enough; mine has been tbe sin Of re-
cruelty.
So the poor wabderer had found home
and love at last. But pot for long, for
when The snowdriits melted beneath 40
April sun, she TOO vanished from the
earth, gladly going to rejOin her husband
Years have passed the Doctors step Is
not quite 20 ifn As Of old, aud some siI-
vcr hairs have fonnd their way among
Lucyia shining brtids. But Robbie, or