The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1880-10-14

self. 40 The pastor didn't seem 20 be-
grn3es ber uoghIn', bns give her books
and leak to Der woUderial. Bat The Lord
called BE aetgRui arier ; couple o yesrs.
Catherine was csi fifteen when This tfoa-
BE came, and hsd hIled oui, got more
color, aud was sact o. that awiu scared
WAY o. bern, sn' you ought 70 seen bow
che ioog bold az he!ped through he trial
o. ihst poor widow So them fsiherless
children declare Il was leacbln to me.
An she grioysd herself to skin an bones
agn over the psrsou, Gn' when she got q
mint wandered round Ike she was losg
without him.
OF course, the widow bad 10 30 to her
relations, cause Il ain't customary for
church folks 10 general TO put their hands
10 their pockets an' make the surviving
ones comfortable when the worked-to
death pastor can't do Il no Longer, an the
children were scattered cbout an Gather
lne hsdb't nolhiu' or nobody. One day
she came straight over TO me--she was
slsyip' with one OF the neiehbors-an'
ssys,
Aunt Jane, Pm goiu' over TO -; that
Is where Deacon Martins woolen mill is,
and III try TO get something TO do there.
| can be idle.
The poor child looked so beat out, !
tried argyin' with her, an says ],
You're welcome TO come to me, an you
allus knew II, Catherine.
Yes, Aunt Jane, says she, several Of
the neighbors have been kind enough to
offer me homes, but owe great deal to
the Sherwood family, an want TO try
an get situation where can put mp a
biz Tor the childrens' edication. Besides,
don't know mite o. what | want 10
myself.
| saw she was called so Jest shut my
| lips and lei her have her way, an If
helped her of a scrap only doue my
duty, Wen afierCsiherine went TO work
in the nill-the deacon didn't hesitate
about giving her work-she used TO write
to me every once In while. KEEP all
the letters, they were so like her, bright
an refreshin', an there's one wouldn't
part with for its weight In gold have
never showed 1t TO no one. It's more'n
techin' TO me, and as don't feel my light
is strong enough to show you jest bow
ha oil tO fri Lob ~ yutf In
her new field o. duty, III read It TO you.
May be then, Sarah, you won't wonder
no longer why ] set such store on the
little creetur an' can't abide Deacon Mar
tins keerless ways and indifference that
must be awful tryin' TO her.
Aunt Jane arose, and went to little
old fashioned book case, unlocked draw
er, and took therefrom package OF let
ters, From these, with much shifting and
wiping Of her spectacles, she sorted out
one, bulkier than the rest, and this she
read TO me. 1t was dated from the not
distan. mill town;
Ny DEAR AUNT JANE; As you have,
OF course, heard of the dreadful accident
here, you will not be surprised TO receive
letter from me written in bed. | was
badly bruised in my side and arm, and
am obliged to keep still. But when
realize what might have happened, SO
very, very much worse, feel thankfub
and can smile at any pain | may have TO
endure. OF the details of the explosion
cannot write you, tor | was at work in
the fourth story of the factory building,
aud knew nothing Of what happened else.
where, and the surgeon, who attends me-.
will allow no one as yet to visit me. But
just where was, it could not have been
more terrible. There was no warning,
the room was alive with the whirring
sound we are SO used to. was standing
ut my work, near an open window, and
the scent from the apple blossoms driited
in, with the singing of the blue bird, and
now and thea a sleepy bee would hum
against the window and drone along the
ceiling.
Suddenly, all the world seemed TO trem.
bic; quiver ran through hoor and walls.
lhe windows iel out, the beams parted,
the sky looked in, aud, in the midst Of
dreadful noise, ! fell dowu-down in q
black pit. But did not entirely lose my
senses, and while was conscious of an
sgonizing pain, | was still more alive to
grosns and prayers and suffering all
around me, Thought Of the gulf Of de-
spair we read Of, and then made sn eff
fort TO move, SO that | might, perhaps,
help some one else. But my arm was
pinned fast under beam. AS sank back
faint and sick at heart, ! heard 8 voice ]
knew. The others seemed mu1ied, as i'll
there was wall between them aud me,
but this was near me, and it was Deacon
Martins. BE was lying not far from me
and as became accustomed to the dim
light, could sec that be, too, was held
down by fallen piece Of the building.
lie called me by name, ! answered aud
told bin could not move my arm, and
replied that be thought, with An effort, he
could reach and remove the beam that
held me. Aud 80 be did, but, In the set
he could not repress d terrible groau Of
sgoBy. His legs were both broken.
Oh, Aunt Jane wss Il not noble In him !?
Then be became unconscious. For
moment the pain in nay released arm be-
came excrueiating. could do nothing
Bot grsduslly ! overcame my feelings
and crept over beside the deacon. My
Injured srm was useless, but ! managed
to work With the other, aud, hpslly TO
felease the crushed limbs Of The poor