Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1850-07-25
FATHER AND SON.

"a
One evening in the month of March, i79S-,hat
dark time IN Ireland's annals whose memory lover
looking all minor subsequent emeutes) is still
preserved among u.s. as the year of the rebel
lious-a lady and gentleman were seated near a
blazing fire in the old-fashioned dining room OF a
large lonely mansion. They had just dned; wine
and fruit on the table, both untouched, while Mr.
Hewson and his wife sat silently gazing at the
fire, watching its Pickering light becoming gradu-
ally more vived the short spring twilight faded
into darkness.
AT length the husband poured out glass of
wine, drank it off, and then broke silence by say
ing
$ Well, WELL Charlotte, these are awful times !;
there were ten men taken up to-day for burning
Coiter's house at Knockane; and Tom Dycer says
that every magistrate in the country is marked
man."
Mrs. Hewson cast frightened glance towards
the windows, which opened nearly to the ground,
and gave view of the wide -besplinkled
lawn, through whose centre long straight ave-
nue. led to the high-road There also foot
path at ethe: side of the house, branching off
through close thickets of trees reaching the road
by circuitous route.
Listen, James I" she said, after pause
"whai noise is that I"
s-Nothing but the signing of the wind among
the trees. Come. wife, you must not give way to
imaginary fears"
:. But really heard something like footsteps on
the gravel, round the gable end-l wish"
A sudden knock al the parlor door interrupted
her.
"Come in"
The door opened, and Tim Gahan, Mr.. Hew-
sons confidential steward and righ. hand man,
entered followed by fair haired delicate-looking
boy of six years old, dressed in deep mourning.
Well, Gahan, what do you want !"
a. ask your honor's pardon for disturbing you
and the mistress but thought il right 10 come
and tell you the bad news heard"
Something about the rebels. suppose y
Yes, sir; got whisper just now that there's
going 10 be great rising intirely, tomorrow; thou
sands are 10 gather before daybreak at Klcrean
bog. where I'm told they've power Of pixies hid
ing and then they're to march on and sack every
house in The country. I'll engage, when
heard ii, / didn't let grass grow under my feet,
bui came of straight to your honor, thinking may
be YOU'D like TO walk over this fine evening to Mr..
Warren's and settle with him what's best 10 be
done"
Oh. James! beseech you, don't think of
going"
Make your mind easy, Charlotte; don't in
tend il; not thai supposed there would be much
risk; but, all things considered, think Pm just as
comfortable al home"
The stewards brow darkened, as ne glanced
uerrously towards the end window. which juiiing
out IN the gable, formed deep angle in the outer
wall.
ssOf course, It's just as your honor pleases, oui
I'll warrant you there would be no harm in going
Come Billy he added, addressing the child,
who by this time standing close to Mrs. Hew-
son, make your bow, and bid good night to mas
Ter and mistress"
The boy did not sir, and Mrs Hewson taking
his little hand in hers, said
You need not go home for half an hour, Ga
ham, stay and have chat with the servants IN the
kitcken, and leave little Billy with me-and with
the apples and nuts"-she added, smiling as she
filled The child's hands with fruit
q Thank you, ma'am," said the steward hasti-
ly. cant stay-I'm in hurry home, where
wanted 10 leave this brat to-nights But ne |
vou!d follow me. Come, Billy come this min i
ute, you young rogue.
Still the child looked reluctant and Mr.. Hew-l
son said peremptorily--
J, Don't 90 yet, Gahan want TO speak TO you
by and by and you know mistress always likes
70 pet little Billy"
Without replying, the steward len the Toom'
and the next moment bis hasiy footsteps fesouno.