The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1891-01-01

locked hi, shop door He would do no
thing mor~ Tor The good oi trade. no
thing more for the good Of sn,ihius
Skip CLrissmAsl Indeed would bel And
moreover. every holiday and every hsppl
day sonld nov be skipped straight oi
for the rest Of hi. l,fe. He pnt his hoar
10 order. be arranged his s0sirs; be s,tir
ed himself ia his bsst apparel; locked hi'
door behind him: aud sent oni into ,h'
cold world
He lopeed now TO get far away from tbs
villsae Before the sun set there would
not be one soul there Who would care Tor
him.
As he hurried on be say before him the
parsons house.
/ viii tsks but one thing away With me
be ssid. will ask the good old man 10
give ms his blessing That will tase
with me.
OF course be Ia 10. said the parsons
maid. there in the psrlor.
As the baker entered the parsons parlor
some one FASTENED TO meet him. II wss
the Widow Nook
You wicked man. she whispered, you
srs . quarter Of 40 hour late. The parson
is waiting.
The psrson wsss little man with white
hair. He stepped toward the couple
standing together. aud the widow took the
bakers hand. Then the parson began the
little speech be always made on such occs
sions. II Was full OF good sense and very
touching. and the widows eyes we're dim
with tears The baker would have spoken,
but be had never interrupted clergyms
and be could not do il now.
Then the parson began his appointed
work, aud the heart OF the baker swelled,
as the widows hand trembled 10 bis
own.
Wilt thou have this woman 10 be thy
welded wife7 asked the psrson.
Now for this, quoth the spoor baker to
himself. Imsy bake forever, but cannot
draw back nor keep the good man waiting
And be said, Yes.
Then ii Was that the baker received what
be had come for, the parsons blessing;
md. Immediately. his fair companion
orimming with tears, threw herself into
lis arms.
Nov, sAid the baker TO himself. when |
cave this house. may the devil take me,
md right welcome shall be be.
Dearest, she exclaimed, as she looked
nto bis face. you cannot know low hap
y sm. My wedding dsy, and my broth
y back frt IN the cruel seasl
Struck by sudden blast Of bcwildering
cstacy the baker raised bis eyes, aud be-
,elJ the tall form Of The sun Drowned
trsnger who bad been standing behind
hem.
You are not sailor man, quoth the 10.
sI bro, her. like my old mate. who went
own 10 the brig Mistletoe. but my sister
ellis me you are jolly good fellow. and !
,ish you fair winds and paying carsoca.
nd after giving the baker powerful
the sailor kissed the bride, the
arson's wife. the parsons daughter, and
he parsons maid. and wished the family
ere larger. having just returned from
le cruel seas.
The only people il the village Of Barn,
ury. who thoroughly enjoyed the Christ.
Ias Of that year, we're the baker, this wife
ad the sailor brother. And rare good =
me they had. for big sea chest arrived,
I'D there we're curious presents and 9 tell '
ask Of rare old wine, and plenty OF time
n three merry people TO cook for theme =
Ives.
The baker told his wife OF bis soul har-
wing plight Of the day before. =
Now. then, tsid he. don't you think =
ut by rights l should bake oil the
me2
Oh that will be skipped, she said. With
laugh, and now go you and mske ready
/ the cakes. pastry. and sweetmests. the q
.ked meats and the poultry. with which 81
Q people Of Barnbury are to be made u
sht happy on New Years day.