Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1905-07-31

little cove Albert said: That old lady
is the most pious person / ever met
No one could doubt she means every
word she says"
WAL, It's about all the consolation
she gifts ont o. life, an 'twixt you an
me. she takes more'n all the rest
the believers here" answered Oncie
Terry, "an' at times most envy her
fer II. She's sorter cracked bout re-
ligion; leastwise that's my notloh' an
mebbe It's lucky she is, seems sue
poor an nothin' but that fer comfort.
She's smart 'nuff other ways, though,
an there amt nothin' goin' on mere sue
don't know. She's kind hearted loo,
an If she had anything ter give sneo
share her last cent with We. IL emmy
body,s sick she's allus ready 10 neip.
Thar's lots o. wuss folks in the Woriu
than the Wilder Leach" And tnen'
as LIZ that crowned the sum total OF ner
virtues, he added, "Telly an Lssy
thinks lots o. her"
He paused for breath and, turning 10
see If they were heading right re-
sumed his strong and steady pulling.
Thar" observed Uncle Terry, point
ing to a long and narrow ledge us
whar Telly started fer shore all alone
just nineteen years ago last March.
And then he added while he watched
Albert's averted face. Twas an on
lucky day fer the poor sailors an a
lucky one fer as, fer she's been heap
o. comfort ever since"
TEL me, Uncle Terry, why 1t Is sne
| feels so sensitive regarding her history
and what Is the cause of the peculiar
moods you spoke Of last summer. l
noticed it last evening, and 1t panied
me very much"
tits hard tellin'. She's girl that's
given ter broodin' a good deal, an
mebbe when she was told the facts sne
began ter suspect some O. her ances-
tors would be lookin' her up some day.
| She allus has been a good deal Dy ner-
self sence she got her schoolin', an most
likely dom lots o. thinkin'. But Ielly' 8
all right, an the most willin' an tender
hearted creetur 1 ever seen or heard
on. She'll make an amazin' good wire
fer some man if she ever finds the
right 'un."
When they reached the island Uncle
Terry landed and going to the top OF
cliff, scanned the sea for signs OF hsh.
"MackerePs Gurus fish," he observed
to Albert, who had followed. They s
a good deal like some wimmln-ye
never know whar ter find 'em. Yester-
! 1ci1
pint was live with 'em, AN today |
can't see a sign O. one We better sit
here an wait a spell till [ sight a
school"
To a dreamer like Albert Page the
limitless ocean view he now enjoyed
lifted him far above mackerel and
their habits. His mind was also occu-
pied a good deal by Telly, and while he
desired to please the kindly old man,
who imagined fishing would entertain
him, his heart was not in it.
Don't let us worry about the mack
erel, Uncle Terry" he observed as they
seated themselves on top of cliff.
This lone, uninhabited island and the
view here will content me until your
fish are hungry
1T sllus sets me thinkin', too, an
wondSin' whar we cum from an
what we air here for. An our stay is
SO amazin' short besides! We air born,
grow up, work spell, git old an die,
an that's the end Why, it don't seem
only last year when cum to the Cape
an it's goin' nigh on to thirty now,
an I'm almost through my spell O. life
What puzzles me is what's the good O
bein' born at all if we've got ter die SC
soon! An, more'n all that, if life's the
Lords blessfn', as the wilder b'lieves
why are so many only born to suffer OF
be crippled all their lives? An why are
snakes an all sorts o. vermin, to say
nothin' O cheatin' lawyers, like Frye
ever born at ALP
Albert smiled at the coupling of FRYE
with vermin. ''There are a good many
wiser heads than mine, Uncle Terry
that have never been able to answer
your question:" he replied, "and
doubt if they ever will To my min(
the origin of life is an enigma, the
wide variations in matters of health
and ability an injustice, and the end
blank wall that none who scales eve
recrosses with tidings of the beyond
AS some one has expressed it: Life is
narrow vale between the cold and bar
rem peaks of two eternities! We striv,
in vain to look beyond the heights
We cry aloud, and the only answer
the echo of our wailing cry"
"An' right thar" put in Uncle TER,
earnestly, sis whar l allus envy tn
| believers, as the wilder calls 'em, fe
they are satisfied what is beyond ar
have it all pict'rd out in thar minds
even to what the streets are pave
with an the kind o. music they
goin' ter have. It's all guesswork, i
my way O. thinkin', but they are sur
ont, an that feelin is lots o. comfor
to 'em when they are DRAWN near til
end. I've been a sort er scoffer a.
my life an can't help bein' doubtel
but there are times when / envy tn