The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1868-12-09
THE UNEXPECTED son.

tive t0wn. Putting up ~ the little Inn, he
proceeded TO dress himself in SUIT Of sal.
ior's clothes, and then walked out alone.
Bya by.pat, be wslI knew, and then thro'
q shady lane, dear 10 his young. hazeI-nut-
ing days, all strangely unchanged. be sp-
preached his mothers cottags. he stop
ped for moment Oh the lawn outside, 10
curb down the heart that was bounding TO
,ueet that mother, and 10 clear his eyes Of
a sudden mist OF happy tears. Through
the ypen window lhe caught glimpse Of
her. sitting alone At her spInning wheel. as
40 old time, But alas, how changed Bow
ed was the dear form, once 50 erect, and
.dlmmed the eyes, once 50 FULL OF tender
brightness, like dew stsinrd violets. But
The voice. with which she was crooning
softly 70 herself. was still sweet. and there
vas on her cheek the same lovely peach.
,bloom oi twenty year ago.
AT tlengih he knocked. and the dear re.
Hefa herd voice called TO him 10 the sim.
pls old fashioned way" COON ben =
tcome in.) The widow rose al the sight
VI = stranger, and eourtrously offered him
aehsr. thanking her in an assumed voice,
somewhat gruf. he sank down, as though
~esried, saving that he .:as a way fsrer,
strange 70 the country, and asking the way
10 the next Town. The twilight favored
him in hls little ru.e he saw that she did
not recognize him. even ss one she had ever
srsa. Bst, after giving him the informa.
Iion he desired. she asked him IL he was a
ScolchmatiSb BY birth. YES. madam" he
replied; |. bat have been away 10 foreign
parts many years. 1 doubt if my mother
would knsw me now, though she was ve-
~ fead Of me before went TO sea-"
All. mon. its little ye ken about
nithers. GIN We think sac. can tell ye
there is na mortal nemory like theirs" The
widow somew What wsrmiy replied; then
added" And where hse ye been for sac
lang time, that We hae lost q che Scotch
Ira your speech !"
In India--in Calcutta. madam
!" All. then, ifs likely We ken something
y my son. Mr.. Malcom Anderson
{" Anderson" repeated The visitor, As
though striving TO remember. " There be
many Of that name 10 Calcutta but is your
son a rich merchant, and man abost my
size and age, With something such figure
head ?"
my son 10 rich merchant" replied the
widow. proudly, bot he is younger than
saa by many rear, and begging J aur par
aoa. cir, Gar boanier. Tie istsll and straight,
vi hands and feet like lassie's; he had
brown and curling hair. sac thick aHd
glossy and cheeks like the rose, and Q
bsow like the snsw, and the blue cen. wi
. CLINT in then. like the light Of the even.
ing star. Ma, m, ye are mol like my Nal.
com, though ye are guid enough body,
diuna doubt, and decent woman's son."
Here the ussquerading merchant. con.
sidsrsbly taken down. made movement
as though TO leave, bat the hnspitable dame
stayed him. saying: !" Gin ye hae travel.
led a the way FRA India, 70 maun be tired
and hungry. Bide bit, snd eat and drink
wi'@. Margery! come down, and let u
,st on the supper" J"
Thetwo women soon provided quite ,
tempting repsst. and theyrall three "a
down 10 i,--Mrs. Anderson reverentl,
asking a blessing. But the merchant could
not eat. lie was only hungry Tor his moth
srs tlsses-only thirsty for her joyful re
s"snI'Ion; jet he could not bring himssl
J" say 70 her" am your son." He ask
ed himself, half grieved, half amused
Where are the unerring, natural in
ssis!" 80 90 19'
His hostess seeing he did not eat, kind
" asked y he could suggest anything b,
would ne likely to relish, af thank you
madam. he answered; /" il docs seem I,
NE 'hst lshould like soms oat. t.meal por
nugs. such a. my mother used to make, |
y be that yeu have any, III efe1
"Porridgs!" repeated the widow, al
Js"s'n Parri,sh. Yes We has little lei