The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1882-05-18

i theit kihl OF NFncNotthNe W ANAll huNA
o me Well, DO you tell me who It va
said ! growing impatient. II wasn't NJ
= body mere nor less than Square Thornton
/, nc~ ~ite ssys Polly. She found ont ho
/ Was aud then she went and got som,
thing 10 cure me. aud every day abe cam
here herself to 800 how so, along. al
brought me all these things, and when
got better she gave me sewing to DO 80
should feel independent she said. noye
WAS so beat in all my life, and ! told Poll
SO, oh, we'll, says Polly, ifyou'd know bal
she's done among the folks here. you'd b
Astonished; but she has suoh still wa,
with her. nobody but those she help
know anything about il, just at tina
minute somebody knocked at the door
aud in walked the very lady saw at Mis-
Fletchers Good morning Miss Bemis
said she, how do you find yourself to-day
Nicely many thanks to you Mrs
Thornton, said Polly. Oh, no, not to me
are your thanks due, said the lady, with Q
sweet smile. but to him who has restored
your health, And then she sat down aud
talked like saint TO us both. I'd heard
this very story you've been telling about
her, Miss Tompkins, and j couldn't hardly
believe my eyes and ears when | saw her;
but meant toIind out the truth Of it; so
when she went away Jest followed her
out and she asked me toi walk home with
her | told her / should like to If, only
for one thing. And what is that, pray
said she. To see that curious legacy I've
heard so much about, said |; s'pose
you'd have no objections to showing it to
me- You mean my mothers legacy, /
suppose, said she; / don't know what
you have heard about it; but come with
me, and shall be most happy to show It
to you. And then, as we walked along,
she told me what good pious.mother she
hsd-how she tried to impress upon her
children's minds the great object for
which they should live that the world
might be better for their having lived in
it. She want bit stuck up, Miss Pitkins
cause when we got TO her house, she axed
me right into her grand parlor, and told
me to sit right down in the.b seat there
was.
felt dreadful shamed when Mr.. Thorn
ton came into the room, and she told him
what Id come for, but he looked real
pleased. That legacy, Miss Priscilla said
he is worth coming miles to see. II my
wife had brought millions OF gold to me !
should not have priced it as do this little
talismsn, which has made 30 many hearts
leap for Joy and changed so many abodes
Of misery into happy homes. The world
has but few such gems, Miss Priscilla,
said he, ~ he took down from the mantle
shelf small frame of fold gold and hand
ed it TO me, and fewer still are they whose
lives are guarded by these words, which
shall usher in the earth's millennium. l
didnt know what to say, he talked so
but made up my mind that
legacy WAS going to do more for the
poor people round her all our be |
nevolent societies together
But you haven't told us what the legacy
wae yet. said several
/ told you that Mr.. Thornton showed |
ne frame Of solid gold; well, in this
'rame were these words all written solid
gold tool wish you would attend cause
I'm afraid our golden rules have been
made OF lead or something worse-this was
t: Whatsoever ye would that others
hould do unto you, do ye even so to
hem Did you ever hear those words be-
ore, Mr.. FLINT? asked the spinster, with
look.
You are very facetious, Miss Page, re-
,hed he, presume We have them craven
III our hearts
When you voted just now, to lot the
,oor people suffer aud die in their poverty
md send such a lot Of money to rich so.
iety. Jest to buy us great name. ] don't
ee how we could recon cile it with such o
ule, said Miss Priscilla.
oh, fie! for shame, Miss Priscilla, ex-
laiIncd several voices, while the sancti-
nor ious president looked with holy hor
or upon the audacious speaker.
You take very narrow view, you must
low me to say Miss Priscilla, Of the asst
ystem OF benevolence that rule en,oins,
aid Mr.. Flint, with feeling, but we par
lon the alusion in consideration OF your
ignorance of these matters. Shall we close
his meeting? he continued addressing the
PRESIDENT.
What but the cold solemn mockery TO
lin whose bosom glows with sympathetic
owe for the suffering child Of poverty,
1ere the words OF this world hardened,
noney loving, proiessed disciple, as he
.sought blessing upon their benevolent
perstions.
Would that from imagination only this
picture were drawn, but, alas for human ma.
ure, even hers truth is stranger than fict-
on.
Sham Sample" Christianity