Barre evening telegram. (Barre, Vt.) 1898-19??, 1901-05-29

Miss Hetty sat as one In cr.
The panorama Of her simple life ~
folded before her. She saw bers.I,
young and fair again; she recsl1,s
handsome. happy 60 lucky face sba 10
loved many years ago-the face NJ ~
neer do well of the village. she bso-s
again his voice as he said roedlr
her: when come back. III try =.
different. I'll make man Of rnvs..
and then-Hetty!"
She remembered how she had o,
swered that question. Again the lo,a
ly little old maid felt strong arms IN
fold her and the pressure of Young NJ.
on her cheek. But he never caua hoa,.
to claim her. and he lay now alone f..
gotten by his former ueighbors a,5
friends-by all save by one fai>bfrl
sad old heart.
Twilight deepened into night Ne,
Hetty rose and, lighting her L.rir. -,
down to reed. as was her egp-.,.5 cos.
tom. Tonight she picked Ull r..rta
of old verse. 1t was one Villa. p,,l
private. had given her whti r. w,-
to school together Tie C,,, noon
that caught her attention was
How sleep tie brave who =st + r.,,
BY all their couu;y's Elslps t.,..t
By fairy hands their kulu : r-u-.
BY forms unseen their Girge - slts
There Honor comes. pilgrim Era4
To bless the turf that wraps ti..r elay
Miss Hetty sighed, turned over few
pages and read:
On Fame's eternal camping ground
Their silent tents are spread
And Glory guards with solemn round
The bivouac OF the dead.
"Their silent tents" The words ran,
In Miss Hetty's ears. She pictured tie
tents of the living-a vast forest Q,
snowy canvas, the white tents Of al ar.
my. From the corners Of her fancy
came suddenly the crash OF splendid
brasses. She saw flags fluttering, heard
sharp commands. the tramp.us and
neighing of horses. the Jingle Of accou.
terments. and then bugle call cut tie
silence of the lonely little room
The scene suddenly change tn the
tents of the silent-those low -r4eD
tents whose curtain. as the Joc' Las
said. never outward swings AM Oh.
low green tent on the summit f
lofty hin and away in the d4uas u
solemn forest especially alp.ale1 70
her Miss Hetty dropped her h"o6 ana,
leaning back in her chair, clo>el ley
eyes and fell to musng III Der simple
fashion on what she had read,
No matter. she thought # all the
world forgot William Bond, private
Honor a pilgrim gray at time repaired
TO his green tent to bless the turf that
wrapped his clay and Glory guarded
with ceaseiess round the biyouao Of the
coad soldier And she? She would not
neglect her duty. Like Honor a pill
grin gray. or like Glory, the loyal sen
tinel. :'e would not forget. size would
not forger
And so II came about tina. when all
Rrokenstraw End the jewellers in the
country rounO 1rc:l t!l ,Iats u later
hill. headed by the WaytoNn hrass
band and the orators ana the citizens
in carriages. took their blatant AMI re.
splendcnt way to the Last cemetery
the fragile. bert. Old iig're trud-ed
YEARLY in the opposite y t! I, Be-
fore sunrise Netty fring4y lad hroken
her cherished sprays Of white and pur'
pie lilacs and gathered the early yiqlets
and primroses at her kitcAe4 door
From her house plants too, Size had
picked some gorgeous fucA>!a>. era
NUNS and gloXinias. The willow has
ket she carried on her thin am was
quite overlooking with color and pr
fume.
Hello. Hetty. You're :, in the wrong
way" many SAID who mot hor "a,EA-
slowly westward She only smiled Il
tly and shook Der head. No; ST. A-tT
rle n-.iur th., ,i"h+ u-ar