The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1884-06-12


Il midday. like . breath Of fame uvcs
shs esrth. Chsriis Waiter half rssrtssd
promisins Aunt Marthaa pail Of dslisisas
ripe blaekbeuiss fer dessert that day.
Nov. Charlie Assr." she said. as ths
yousg man seated himsslf 10 this shadow
si the virs vrsathed porch for his meth
srs reading. "yon soc. honey. n's only .
nice little walk up TO Beaver HILL where
there's oceans Of blsskbsrriss You can
ail your pail asd get homo lsas before Il
10 hst. and tbss your bsrriss will be 80
much nicer than little Biddy Films; hers
are always Jam med ssd psksd uP so aiors !
get thsm. Csms ssv. that's dear"
One would have supposed from Auas
Marths's talk that Charlie vas some
schsol boy just entered upon his tsess.
and would have bssn surprised - 80 ak
test sf manhood With . rnustachsd lip
csns cut from the shelter Of the vines
and take The bright tin pail irsm her haad
with just shadow Of rsluetancy, We
must admit; but at oil events he tsok
il. and dsnning . light panama hat, set OIL
vhistliag dows the garden walk.
Law rev. child, you aia't going black
bSfryisg with thsm white pants and cloth
CATERS on, are you? Why the grass 10 ~
vet as water, aud the vines will tear your
shoes all to pieces. Rua right up and
put on pair Of your old pants, and I'll
hunt up pair Of your fathers old boots
| for you to wear. Hsv careless these chill
dren are. kept on Aunt Martha TO herself
as the good natured Charlie vanished up
the stairway; "thsy need looking after
just as babies. II didn't watch him, in .
months time he wouldn't have thing ut
to wear 10 meeting" By this time Char.
lis rssppsarsj before the eyes that iael-
lied him, .arraysd in pair OF east off paats
aud drawing on pair of old boots which
he lsughingly declared mile too big for
him, he set of second time down the
garden path. Aunt Marthas form did not
follow him, but her voice did. He heard
II echoiDg through the pear trees and
olinging vines, Don't stay cut too long.
dear, for it'll be awful hst by ten o'clock :
A smile such as / sometimes think the
angels must wear, lit up tho pleasant face
with strange beauty as she again turned
to the snowy bread her hands were mold.
ing, saying softly to herself, Il wonder
sometimes our Charlie Amt spelled, but
do believe he's the dearest child in all
world"
Child, Aunt Martha? All, well, Charlie
was child 10 her, though it was twenty
years age one May morning. whom the rob.
bins we're singing and the violsts were
opening their starry eyes, that she rsceiv-
cd him frem his dying methers arms.
"Bs mother 70 my boy. Martha, mur.
INJURED the white lips Of the dying woman,
and trusly had Aunt Martha kept the
fearful promise, ''0od helping me, Mary,
l will" and neither the heart Of the boy
or the homo Of the father had ever missed
the love or care or tenderness that the
dead mother would have given them. She
rsigned supreme in the home Of Farmer
Walter, and next the dead wife of his
early manhood and his ouly son, had she
the warmest place In his heart.
SO our hero had grown up in an atmos-
phsre Of love and tenderness. had finished
with honor the course Of study at the vii.
lage academy, and in June before We in
troducs him TO the reader had come homo
from Yale to spend his first vacation. A
young man, A. Aunt Martha sometimes
said, was = sight for glad eyes to lock
on, +" full Of youth and hope and promise,
not without his faults, TO bs sure, but
generous Aad noble and true. just such
. young man, my reader, as you and l
have seen aud loved many time. and
Just such 9 one Is God grant We may see
and love many times again.
But while We have been going back to
the time OF bis birth. Charlie has been
flisg his pail with berries. aud now we
fnd him stretched at full length on the
flower spriukIed turf in the shade OF .
maple On tho hill side The humming Of
the bees in the clever, and the dreamy
ftful murmur OF the breeze in the tree
tops, seemed like lullaby wooing him
into forgstfulness Of early dinsers, black.
berry desserts. or pleased Aunt Marthas
Just then the figure OF little girl
might be seen coming up the woodland
path that wound along at NO great dis
tance from where Charlie was lying. Her
slight form seemed bending under the
weight Of basket Of vegetables that she
balanced on her shoulder, while in her
disengagsd hand she carried pail 6lled
With blsckbcrriss. She had chosen the
path through the meadow and woodland
because ii made her walk 10 the village
nearly mile less. and because the shady
oath WAS grateful change from the het.
dusty turnpike. She reached the high
fence that separated the woodland from the
highvsy, and leaving her berries in the
shade, sasessdsd, with Aot little dif cul.
| ~, in placisg her basket in safety on the
ether side. She began cliubias the fsacs
again " get her pail. whom two stout boys
OF fifteen or thsreabouts. who had besa
lIyisg cut Of sight in the shade. came up,
asd taking the pail sat dsvs, asa il spite
Of her protsstatioss 10 the contrary, began
eating her berries. Her pitssus sntrsatiss
and the tsuntisg replies Of her tsrmsntsrs
rsAshsd Charles ears. ard roussd him
from his rsvsris He comprshsndsd the
scene at glance, and dashing forward.
, made an attempt TO capture both Of the
rascals,, NOT ssccsssful. however. for enc
.. Of thsn, observing the glad look Of sur