Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1883-04-02
Rescued.

Pelatiah Northworth sat in his large
wooden armchair by bright open
fire in the twilight of an October
day. In his arms he held his baby
boy, who was laughing and growing
at the freight and trying to jump
/ from his fathers arms to his fiery
] playfellow. The wife and mother
knelt by them, and tried to turn the
baby's attention by cooing to it in
its own language.
Patience" said her husband Sc
riously, as the child grew quieter.
ssIt is time for us to name the boy"
eve will call him Pelatiah,'' said
Patience, looking up proudly and
lovingly in his face.
ssNo," he said; ''not that. I've
been thinking of better name
Joshua. You know what that means.
He shall save His people from their
sins.' His own name will be con-
slant reminder to him. Do you know
wife, what / hope? 1t seems very
soon to think of it, looking at these
little hands and feet" he added, as
he pulled up the baby's dress and
held the little whitesocked foot in his
large, brown hand ''but [ hope he
may be minister and preach the
gospel"
A sudden cry from the baby made
it's mother take it in her arms and
forget for the time the great question
of its future but long after the child
lay asleep in its little crib, the moth
er, sitting by table, wrote over and
over on a scrap of paper, ''Rev.
Joshua Northworth. -
The village of Wenamisset was
situated on the left bank of river of
the same name. An arched stone
! bridge connected it with the small
town of Rocton. Farmhouse chm
neys sent up their smoke here and
there among the trees, and many cat
tie browsed in the still, green pastures
by the river side.
Little Joshua arrived at the honors
of red-topped boots and copper toes.
went to the village school, cut his
name in the desk, learned his lessons
rapidly, played, and got punished
most every day.
From his childhood it had been
planned that he should be sent tC
college, and as soon as he was ole
| enough he was sent to Rocton, to be
fitted for it; but his father had giver
him, In all his leisure time, outdoor
work upon his farm, that he might
grow in bodily strength and vigor, as
well as mentally.
After four years. study in Roctor
he was examined and pronounced
fitted to enter the sophomore class
The summer vacation passed rapid,
and the day for his departure came
He was to be driven over to Roctol
in the farm-wagon, walk on the tract
to Scarsboro', and then take the cars
All his needed outfit was easily pack
, ed in a valise, which he could carr
in his hand. In one corner his moth
f er had put her little pocket Bible
, "Joshua," she said, "don't forge
$ this. 1t has been your fathers ligh
: all through his life.''
"No, mother. Oh, no! ]" An
the tall handsome boy held her fac
between his hands and bent dow
; and kissed her; and yet he did fol
! get-not the book but the light ths
e was hidden within it.
d Northworth was in a wild set
S college. So somebody said. He ha
e written home that he wanted mo-
money; and his father and mothe
in Ignorance of college necessitie
= believed him to be in need. I'll
" farm income and the small bank di
D, idends were laid out with great
W care than ever before, the outlyir
Id woodland was sold, the milk and egg
'e were sent to market, and Patien
= Northworth went out nursing VIII,
opportunity offered.
IN Temperance said Mr.. Mort
" worth, one morning, to the your
er girl who had come for a few days
It. stay with him during Patience's a
u sence. 81 am going away this afte
:, noon. / have a letter from t
er college president. | am afraid, a
d: here his voice trembled-s' afraid I
boy is i'll or something. Can you
g, double duty for night OF two, a
to see that Jonas takes good care
to Bnndle and carries the oats to t
= mill early?''
-pn 1t was a clear, cold, moonlis
Sc, evening in Baystown, the ground v
r" covered with snow, and the air v
is; Ginning with bells. Northworth a
- a large party of girls and stude
had just started for a sleigh ride.
mo "Why," said Bessie Lossil
Try you're going to have visito
md somebody from the country, CUES
ew as they saw man turning into
vas college yard. 'sThose red mitt
- are homespun, and that hat came
, is of the Ark, am sure"
"" Northworth glanced at the retire
you ing form and thought it familiar.
she flashed across his mind that it mi
o'' be his father; but he thought 81
he wouldn't take such a journe
ior And laughed and touched his hol