The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1890-02-27

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send you 10 work ia The dalds or iactotie
tha, they might have little more money
Aed !, have ! nothing ior which 70 re
ptoach myseiS Have na, often sepl yot
% water my aavers instead Of studyiug
aud when | wished 10 30 iroat tishins
have | not given yon hoIidayF
The lesson auished, We passed 10 th,
writipe for lbat day NJ tlamel had pre-
pared some entirely new copies. TIE {
we're written in a bold. rouad hapa The
words were France. Alsaoe, France. Alssep.
These we're like little A,es that aoated
around the class hanging from the iron
rods OF out desks How each one appiied
| himself and how still 1t was One beard
oaly the scratching ol the pans on the pa.
per. Onoe more May bugs dew into the
room, no one paid any attention TO them,
not even the very youngest who traced
their little lines with as much heart aud
conscience as II they wrote France also
Upon the school house rooi som pigeon
cooed gently. aud | said ID myself in hear.
ing them ] Wonder il these, too, will be
Obliged to sing 10 Gernan2
From time to time as | raised my tyeA
from my page | saw NJ, Hsmel immoyabe
IN his char and locking at the objects
aronud bin as II he wished to carry away
in bis miad All this htlle school room.
Just think, fer 10 years be had been there
10 the same place with bis little kingdom
10 front Of him, as now, only the desks are
now polished, rubbed rs usage The
walnut trees had efown, the vine he him
sell had plante garauded the wiudow and
climbed over 10 the root How heart
breaking il must b. for that poor old man
to leave alt these thiugs, and to bear his
sister, who went and came to The room
above, packing their trunks, for they must
start the next lay 70 leave The country for.
ever.
All the same he bad tie courage 10 hear
his classes even to the end After the
sritiug We bud our history class. aud tben
the little ones sang their Ba, Be, Bi, Bo.
Blu, farther down at the end Of the ball |
old Hanser put on his sptotaees and
hol ling his spelling book With both hands |
spelled the letters with them. One could |
see that be, too applied himself, and bis
voice trembled with emotion it was so
irolI to hear him that we wished to laugh
and cry. Ali | viii always remember
lh It last class,
Suddenly the church bells struck the
midday hour, and then rang the Augelus.
At the same moment the trumpets Of the
Prussians who returned from their exer-
Hamel, very pale, raised himself from his
,hair. Never had he appeared so grand.
My friends, said he, my friends!-But
Iom metbing choked him. He was not able
o finish his sentence. He tnrned toward
he blackboard, took q piece Of chalk,
md pressing with all hisstfength he wrote
large as he could; Long live Fraucep
raen he stood there, his head leaning
4gsinst the wall, aad, without speaking
making us sign with bis hand; II is
inished 20, now, my children.
Some yonpg fellows, said Gen. George
!. Sheridan, were telling stories aud hsv
ng hilarious time An old gentleman
at litti, apart, aud seemed unable ta
DIN in their nerrIment He was rallied
n his moroseness and reqGested to tell
tory.
| don't know any story in your vein, my
oung friends, said be, but | will relate
tile incident With moral, There was
nee little bird He bad flown about all
ne long. cold dgy trying to 6ud some
hing to eat. But bis search had baen I
omplete failure, aud late 10 the afternoon
Q Hew home, weak and disconsolate, and |
Iimbed teebiy on to bIs perch, about !
aady to drop with fatigue en hunger
Ie was abouf really to drop when he de- I
,cted dead sheep which Providence had 1
laced over in The bushes lie climbed c
own from his perch, hoped over and 9
TO climb up on the sheep There a
q pecked aud peeke,l aui pecked away
utii his little craw was filed slth nutri
ous, ii unsayory food Then he felt 0
uch better He atpped bis wings and p
opped nimbly abont, and finally flew 9
lck 30 his perch Then bis little throat i
yelled with gratitude cod he seng oil the 9
,pgs be knew aud tried 10 siug several he Il
dot know, when hunter came along. i
seled bis gun aud shot him.
The old gentleman seemed to have hn
he'd bis story. Bat the moral. What IL
Ie morsly asked the young man.
The mora, NY youns friend, Is: lfyou :,
~ IA cafr3ot, ion crow over Il
Insiacriity Il often mistaken for q lack y
honesty
TIE rug Of coin i often the kneli Of .
.eadship. u
Adrerily undermiues miay ttruetnre "
pr ,sperity. ~
They never need fear fall sbo nese 10
ale the hsis sht
lis who wisely uses bis wei need not -
I'VE i, for bis tombstone. ~
Tie sight ~ mans money Is ofientimes
Q sat,lg .for the oiof Of very bad y
sractef.
True 90 iitat larketb o der cover, while ~
sauee stAky about 10 tlle fili light ~
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