The Northern star, and farmers' and mechanics' advocate. [volume] (Warren, R.I.) 1830-1834, 1830-03-27

rail to dry, and a chair by the hre.
She moved from his side, where she
had nestled like young fawn or tlmd
dove, and placing a seat, reached out that
beautiful little hand for the coat; but he,
bowing as low as if she had been primo
ess; said, BY no means" and laid it aside
himself, while Isidore, blushing and COM
posed again, drew close to her aged COM
panion. ,...-s,., ~. ffsaa.
Fitzgerald had never felt so much at
loss for conversation. To meet two such
beings in thick forest, so far from any
human habitations, seemed so strange that
he scarce knew how to address them; but
the old gentleman began asking him about
the road, how far he had travelled, &c.
SC. and told him he was more than thirty
miles from the place he had inquired for,
and which he thought Of reaching that
night.
;" But" said he, g if you can be con-
tented with little bread and milk, and
bear skin for bed, you are most heartily
welcome. 5r 12se tts
| "I wish no better fare, SIR, and shall
feel grateful for your hospitality"
"You sec am almost cripple 80 my lit
tie granddaughter must do the honofs OF
my abode"
The white table was set before him with
break, milk, and dried venison; and AL
bert though he had never made a more.
delicious meal. They were soon all qui-
etly settled for the night; the old man was
helped to his room by his gentle child; and
Albert lay before tho fire wondering and
thinking who they could be, until nature
could no longer support him, and he sunk
to sleep. .a
When he awoke in the morning bright
fire was swapping and cya.'.sling in the
room, and the old man was i'll his armchair
with the table before him.
awe were sorry to dlsturb YOU, s,y''
said he; but our place is not very com
modious one. 1t reminds line of the old
song-s 1t served him for parlour, for kitch-
en-, and hail."
While he was speaking Isidore enter
ed, her beautiful hair covered with snow
fakes, and her whole face radiant with
smiles and beauty. An Indian came with
her, bearing a basket. He remained
some time talking with the old gentleman,
who understood the language, and Fitz-
gerald knew enough oft to hear him say,
"Who is he?" He turned and said,
"Ithink, sir, you have right to know
whom you have so kindly sheltered-my
name is Albert Fitzgerald"
Fitzgerald! Was the name of your
father Campbell Fitzgerald"
/" 1t was"
"Young man." your are more than
welcome. Your father was my friend,
and as brave soldier as ever marched to
battle"
"You knew my father then, sirs" and
Fitzgerald stept before him.
| eyes, and we'll do remember the day
on which we parted--parted to meet no
morc-it was after glorious victory! ]
called to say farewell, as at day-break
was to leave that part of the country. he
was stretched on pallet-thc surgeon
preparing to dress hiswounds. He OPEN
his eyes as entered, and told my purpose.
General said he, stretching out his
hand to me, and all the fire of the soldier
|sparkling for moment in his eyes as he
spoke, we shall drive these intruders from
our land. Heaven bless you, farewell!
He was never well enough to return to the
army, and never had an opportunity to
return to him again." s
! Albert listened with surprise. The old
man forgot his lamcness--he stood up, and
his tall figure seemed almost gigantic,
while the whole expression of his face was
changed; it glowcd with animation as he
took Fitzgerald by the hand
"Thrice welcome to my home and
heart" said he, ''thou son of an old friend.
Young man, poor and forlorn as ! now ap-
pear, l once commanded armies, and this
arm," extending it as he spoke, "was ev-
er ready to draw the sword in defence Of
this ungrateful country. My name is
Charlton"
"Gcneral Charlton!" said Fitzgerald,
pressing his hand between both his own.
f" have often heard my beloved mother
speak of your covering my father with
your cloak, and coming for him with a lit
ter, by which you saved his invaluable
life."
"These, my son, were the chances and
changes ofwar; but" and he sighed deep
Iv &c we vvho have toiled and bled sDent