The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1871-08-26

/ upon them Tor moment, Ii was q look {
agony and disappointment, his heart CAV
one convulsive tbrob, and the icy swes
burs from bis temples.
" Does not, does not Mr.. Lawson liv
here z be inquired, almost gasping 70
words to convey questions.
&c Mr.. Lawson! Ma, ma, SIR" replied
the senior Of the group, "it''s lang since b
gaed ava. Ye ken be gaed a. wrang. pui
man, and he's no lived here since the bar,
winter, for they didna come upon thi
parish"
I" Did not come upon this parish - ex-
claimed Charles :" heaven and earth wha
do you meant r
Mean what wad l mean" answered
the other, " but just that they we're remov
ed to their own parish Is there ony dis
grace IN that I"
"Oh, my father my poor mother!" criec
Charles, wildly.
Mercy, sir !" rejoined the astonisbeC
farmer, are ye Master Charles ? BARNS
haste ye, tax the horse to the stable. Losh
Charles, Wan, and how hae ye be, n? Blu
ye dInna ken me, man; I'm your auld
schuleteliow, Bob Graham, and this is nv
vile, My sic Allan, ye mind o Nysic
Haste ye, Mysie lass, xiii twa ducks, and
the BARNS and me will hooI the peas Real
ly. Charles, man, m sac glad to see ye =
During this harangue, Charles, led By
his warmhearted freud, had entered the
dwelling Of bis nativity where Mr. Gra-
ham again continued
" e aiblins dinua ken that auld Andrew
Weir was sac salr in the dorts when We
gaed ava, that be set aft wi Betty for
America. But hear they are comm hame
again this Lack end. The BARN will be q
stout Gallant moo, and faith ye maun marry
Betty, for she was a mensefu lass
Charles could only reply by exclsim-
ing
" America mg wife, my childr'
Having ascertained where he would find
his parents, earl y on the following morning
he departed, and about five in the alter
noon approached the village where be had
been told they resided. When near the
Etlle burying-ground, be stopped to look
upon the most melancholy funeral process
sion lie had ever witnessed. The humble
coffin was scarce cCloled, and they who
hOred it seemed tired of their burden.
Three Or four aged and poor looking peo-
pie walked behind it. Scarce was il lower
ed nto the grave, ere all departed save one,
meanIv clothed in widows weeds, and bent
rather with the load Of grief than Of years.
She alone fingered, weeping over the bastl-
lv covered grave.
'ohe seems poor" said Charles, g and
if | cannot comfort her, may at least re-
ieve her necessities )" aud, fastening his
horse 10 the gate, he entered the church>
yard.
She held an old handkerchief before her
face, only removing 1t at Intervals to steal
buried glance at the new made grave
Good woman" said Charles. as be
approached her, your sorrows demand my
sy mpathy, could | assist you? z"
No, no, " replied the poor widow, with
out raising her face ''but | thank you for
your kindness. Can the grave give np itz
dead ?''
8 R4t naL5 fhonld Jon remain oere r
said be, with emotion tell ne, could not
assist youf" And be placed piece OF
money in her hand.
'No, no" cried the widow, bitterly, and
raising her head; {" Oh, that Mary Lawson
should nave lived to be offered charity on
her husbands grave -
My Mother. Gracious heaven, nv
mother!" exclaimed Charles, casting bis
arms around her neck
Shall We describe the scene that follow
ca: We will not, We cannot He had
seen bis father laid in the dust, be bad n ct
his mother on hls fstter's grave-But
We viii not 20 on.
1t was some weeks after this that he gro
ceeded with his widowed mother to bis
native village. 70 wait the return of Eliza
beth Nor had be 10 wit tor, on the day
previous 10 bis return, Z zabeth, her son,
and her father, bad arrived Charles and
his parent had reached Mr. Graham s-the
honest farmer rushed to she door, and, bur.
rying both towards the house, exclaimed
Now, see i you Can hnd onybOdy that
ye ken here"
His Elizabeth, bis wife, bis son, were
there to meet him the next moment she
was upon bis bosom, and Ter child clinging
BY her side, and gazing on his face He
alternately held both to bis heart, the moth
er and ber son. Andrew Weir took hi.
hand, his mother wept with joy, and bless
"a her children. Bob Graham and hi,
Mysie were as happy as their guests
Charles Lawson bought the farm which
Andrew Weir had formerly tenanted and
our informant adds, they live on it still.