Litchfield enquirer., 1860-09-20
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Among the most important news items oi the week, is that announced by the telegraph on Tuesday, to the following effect:
 "Judge Douglas and wife left Gananqa,gi~ i. s;1 this morning in private carriage, drawn 7! D.: ss horses, and proceeded to Me res.aeneeh hnr ",f of MOTHER, WHERE HE REMAINED un'Ai sn0 -'O
 meeting at Clifton Springs .e.u
 Happy man Happy, mother A. '"''' 'i''' so lono and tortuous wandering alter so pro +rooted and so cruel an absence, the prodigal son hos at length found his way to the maternal shelter, and the truant boy reposes his weary head on the maternal bosom.
 We have not learned whether any fatted calf was provided for the little sucker;" the tele- graph does not inform us of the extent or night of that mothers joy. when she looked do~m once more into the frank and innocent face of her little Stephen we are left utterly in the dark as to what was said in those first moments of melting fusion; we are unable even to give the broken sobs, the fearful questionings and upbraidings on the maternal part, and the fitful reponses on behalf of Stephen we only know that the heavens wept in unison with the scene, and grave mother Nature withdrew her sun, while Stephen shone in the halo and amid the halleluiahs of his mothers overfowing love
 And Stephens wife was there--Mrs. Stephen ]! How kind and considerate in Stephen there to bring her! How happy, happy would it have made us, could we, in our wanderings, have been witness to that scene beside it how insigni6- cant would sink the English baby !when the maternal Douglas after clasping her children three times in her arms, and they kneel before her, she puts one hand on either head-the lowest on Stephens and in words of pent up solicitude, exclaims :" Bless ye, bless ye, my children!
 An! then, if any fendish Breckinridger or Bel[Everetter was by, how pale he must have grown in that effective symbol of Union, and we can imagine him " larf and disappear in the or. thodox manner of the ghosts of the theatre.
 Our pen utterly refuses to go farther into de scription of this tender, fearful scene. We doub not abler pens than ours, in the Douglas interest will sketch the picture, and some future painte will willingly render himself and his art immor tai by delineating that family group, that meet ing so long deferred, those six horses that age, mother, and that happy Stephen. It is only ou province to mention the pleasing fact that tn lost is found, that little Stephen after breakfas ing in woody Maine, lunching in verdant Ve mont. imhihinn tha nAf....1:--T----- -s''0''s LII daiHahhiahders Htfha of th9 old Dominion, and dinin on an entire roast OK in Jones' Wood-at las and at the end, finds his darling mother nea Canandaigua, and stays to teal
 Whither he will go next who can tell? Hi polar star is lost or rather reached, and again h, shoots off at tangent. May bis mothers influ ence go with him, for he will need it to soothe the sorrows that are laid up in store for him, and when the seventh of November comes we shall expect to hear of his paying another pious pill grimage to his Ma and they shall shed tears together! Meanwhile, during the necessary in terval that must elapse, we trust that some kind sympathizing friend, in the words of the poet may be persuaded to "kiss him for his mother r