Lewisburg chronicle, and the West Branch farmer. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1849-1849, 1849-11-28

iutU u s1cI WINCH u,'c.iec IO" 1IUS tf'7- SO0tl-
and wa, OF courso sheltered from the storm
here he could breathe freely. He brushed
and bea, the snow from his clothes. and took
of his cap and shook ii. His fingers and
feet ache,: with the cold, but he though.
tina: these prepa ra!ioas were necessary. for
Mother Conny's ideas Of tdiness seemed
to grow more rigid as she grew old. and
she was not a particularly gentle hosiess
when displeased.
Fergus then ascended one or two steps
which led from the shed into small room
attached to the kitchen. 1t contained var.
ious tools aud utensils. arranged in order,
and spinning wheel in one corner. The
room had chilly, comfor;less expression.
which was increased by the sound Of the
wind and snow driving against the window.
fergus came to the door leading into the
k;chen-there was no latch or handle Wis
! lble, but in place o. them leather string.
with knot at the end OF il, protrUded
| ,hro' sin.blct hole. Fergus pulled this
strirg-it raised the wooden latch on the
inside the door opened, and he entered.
in e large, Ole fashioned elbow chair
By the side Of lie fire. sat Mother Conny,
knitting. Her cru.ches were leaning Up
against the chimney by her side. plain
round table was standing in the middle of
the ROOM, with cups and plates upon it.
which beautiful ,ttls bIue.syed glrI was
arranging. She looked at Fergus when he
came in, and smiled.
"Why Fergus, Child" said the old lady in
rather 10 severe voice, ais 4 you4 Well
you're in n fine case, IL declare-caught out
here, mile and more from home. in this
, storm. Run away, dare say. and now
your poor mother is hail crazy.-WeH."
, said she TO hsrseif-'so ii is always with
children. only wish my son was not
like all the rest Of 'em.
"Why mother" said Fergus, "the snow
birds are ou; to day, and why should nO,T
be. am s,ouier than a snow bird"
"A snow bird :" said the old lady, with
a look Of contempt. And ,hetaappearlng
no, to have anything else to = went on
knitting as las, as she could.
Fergus turned round to look for little
Lora again. Ii seemed he liked frat child
hood better than second-at least he liked
its greeting be,,er, though it was only ST.
len, smile He found that Lora was bring
ing ehnlr Tor him, lifting i: laboriously
IN both hands. fle took i, as silently a.
it wa, ufer-d, and put his aching fee. tow
aids tie Ere.
II come for your father, Lora, to &C.
and see littz Benny is he al home ~
cat home % said the old lady-''no--
my John is never e. home. He is always
travelling OF among these woods and
mountains, night and day. And now he .
gone O. horseback, away round old Hoa-
ryhead-and such storm. | told him il
was going 10 be terrible blow; knew
bv signs. and il s turned out true, for
there has noi been such storm, since s,or.
my M,nday. thirty years ago, cone nex,
month"
why Molher." said Fergus, IL dou't
think it is so very bad. The snow i, no,
50 deep as ii was in soma storms last WIN
ter.'
'.Bu, is not done yet, child. | tell you
there has no. been such a storm this thirty
years. as this is. and is goiug to be-
Fergus paused a momsnt, Considering
his situation. Then rising. he said,
"Well, then must go home alone, and
the sooner Pm on the pond. the better"
L,ra told him he had better wait !; shs
thought her father would he at home b,iore
long, and she wen: to tn, front room win
dow TO sec lf she could not SEQ him crn-
ing: but nothing was visible but driving
and driiied snow.
The old lady as, remons:rated against
his going. and urged that "hsr John" could
carry him over IN tn, m,rnins Pae truth
was, her aspsrity was only superficial
there was a current of real good will be-
meath. Fergus however, said he must .
back, for his m,iher would be very anx-
,ous about him. II he did not return.
THAT is true" said the old lady, "and
like YOU for that. lkno" how m 'Ihers
feel. wish my John would care little
abou, his mother. Bat, L,ra. give him
som, supper first, aud let him go."
i.ora brot bowl Of milk from the table
to the fire, pu, in some h ,s,y pudding from
a kettle in the corner, and gave TO Fergus.
who ale with great Satisfaction. and then
prepared to 60. Mother Conny wa, ans-
ious and agira,ed-she called ior her pipe.
, a., ho, ,nhaccO Ot,t of n hoy which she