The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1895-06-19
SELECTED STORY.
A Genuine Faith Cure.

1t was beautiful day in May. The
sun shone warm on the vivid, green
grass, on trees blossom laden, on the
red buds of the naples and the graceful
tasses of the birches.
How lovely all nature was, and how
cruel it seemed for everything to look
so radiant when human hearts were
bre akipg.
So, at least, thought little Stella
Wynn, as she lay among the tall, green
grass, in front of the tiny white house,
half hidden by the woodbine that clam
bered over it.
In and out among the honey suckles
flew the yellow bees, making the air
drowsy with their humming, and one
went close to Stella's ear, and, posing
himself on flower near her, buzzed
loudly. The child raised her head a
moment to listen. CONF she cried
eagerly. "He is telling me good news !
| hope it is about papal"
But when a sadder sound came from
within the house, a groan of pain,
Stella's tears flowed again. For her
father was very i'll, perhaps dying, and
no one knew what to do for him.
Just seven miles away, in the city,
lived the grea. doctor who did such
wondt rful cures. Stella, in the limo.
cence of her heart, had asked her
mother why he did not come and cure
papa. Her mother had answered with
some bitterness, Gle cures rich people
my child. 1t would cost more dollars
than we have cents to get his help.
Poor people have to die when they fall
sick, because they have no money"
Stella wished she could find some
money or that she had something of hel
very own that she could sell and get the
money to pay the great doctor. so, in
Little Women sold her hair for hel
father when he was ill.," thought she.
She looked at her own little yellow pig.
tail in disgust at wouldn't bring
twenty five cents!" she said aloud.
In stories the heroines' grandmoth
ers always left them some valuable
jewels, which were sold for great prices
IN time of need; or the old family Bible
suddenly disclosed bank bills of large
denominations. But her grandmother
had nothing to leave her, and she had
searched the leaves of the Bible.
No, there was nothing she could dc
for him. Oh, if Christ were only on
earll she would walk hundreds OF
miles and beg of him her fathers life
Following this thought came again that
of the great doctor. Indeed, she had
hardly ceased to think about him al
day. She never once dJubted that he
would cure her father if he only came
to him.
"Oh," thought Stella, d" if mamma
would only let me go to him! know
he would come, for surely a man who
can cure everybody must be good
man, and must love to do it,"
She thought of her good, kind father
who loved her so well, and of the walks
they used to take together, when he
held her hand in his firm, strong grasp
and told her stories as they walked
along, or explained the names and uses
of the flowers along their way. What
could she and mamma and baby dc
without him if he died?
Just then her mother came to the
door looking pale and anxious. Stella
sprang up and ran to her.
SHOW is hep" she asked eagerly.
mo BETTER" replied her mother, de-
jectedly.
"Do you want me to take baby?"
"No; he is good and his father
dc esn't notice him now,' replied Mrs.
Wynn, the tears flowing down her
cheeks as she spoke.
80, mamma i cried Stella, clasping
her hands, /" do please let me ask him
to come !"
"Ask who to come ?"
"The great doctor, mamma, do let
me 60 20 him"
"But we've no money, child !"
"Tll tell him so and beg him to
come. III pay him all when I'm a
woman"
The mother hesitated, for the child
impa,te some of her own faith to her.
Perhaps" she thought, she may
come for child; but then it isn't likely,
yet it will satisfy her 10 try"
"It is so far" she objected;" you
would get too tired, and it would be too
late 10 come home alone again"
ooh, the doctor will bring me with
him." said Stella, confidently.
Mrs. Wynn smiled sadly. " Don't
be too sure of finding him." she re-
piled. or of his coming if you do find
him"
"Well, if don't find him, I'll stay
with Annie Bell
$50, then, dear, and God be with
YOU" said her mother solemnly.
Stella ran joyfully to get ready. Her
heart was light as feather now; for
was she not going to bring some one
who could make her papa well?
She washed her face, hands and little
brown feet in the brook near by and
put on her clean dress and white sun
bonnet. She took few cookies in her
pocket for lunch and started off.
The child felt quite happy now and
enjoyed the sunshine, the songs OF the
birds, and the flowers along the way.
She ran briskly on, she was so eager to
reach the city and find the doctor be-
fore her father grew any worse. She
laughed as the light breeze stirred her
hair and she Knocked the birds as she
tripped along. For awhile the houses
were frequent. The air was cool and
the sun not TOO hot. Stella longed for
drink of water, but would not stop to