The Huntington argus. [volume] (Huntington, W. Va.) 1872-1905, 1872-08-03
THE STRANGE GUEST.

One summer afternoon Mr. Malcolm An.
,terson with his family at his native town.
Putting up at a little inn, he proceeded to
dress himself in a suit of sailors clothes
then walking alone by bypath he well
knew, and through II shady lane, dear to
ms hazel nutting days, all strangely un-
changed, he approached his mothers cot
'age He stopped for moment ON the
lawn outside to curb down his heart TINT
was bounding to meet that mother, and
clear bis eyes of little mist OF tears
Through the open window lie canght a
glimpse OF her, sitting alone at the spin.
hing wheel as in the old time. But alas
now changed! Bowed WAS the dear old
lorm, once so erect, and slvered the locks
30 brown, and dimmed the eyes once so
full OF tender brightness, like dew stained
TioletT, bat the voice, with which She was
grooming softly to herself was still
sweet, and there on her check the same
lovely peach bloom OF twenty years aro
vt length he knocked, and the dear re-
membered voice called to him. "Coombenl"
come in. The widow rose at sight of
me stranger, and courteously offered him
a chair. Thanking her in an assumed
voice, somewhat grun, lac sank down, rs
though wearled, saying he was u waytar-
"' stranger 10 the country and asked the
way to the next town. The twilight ia.
Nored him in his little ruse; he saw that
sile did not recognize him even as one sb.
hal ever known. But after giving him the
information he desired, she asked him il
he were a Scotchman by birth.
Yes, Madame he replied, but have
been away in foreign parts many wears
doubt II my own mother would know me
now, though she was very fond Of me be
lore went to sea"
Al noon its little We ken about NTH.
cf7 we think sac. can tell We there is ma
mortal memories like theirs the widow
somewhat warmly replied then added
And where hae We lost the Scotch frae
your speech?'
In lndia-in Calcutta, madame"
"Ay, thenits likely We ken something of
MY sou, Malcolm Anderson"
Anderson repeated the visitor. as
though trying to remember. There may
be many OF that name in Calcutta. but i,
your son rich merchant IA man about
my age and size, with something such a
hgure-head?'
My son is a rich merchant, replied th q
widow proudly, but he j.. younger than
you 10y many a long year, and, begging
your pardon, cir, far BONNER. lie is tall
aud straight, wi hands aud feet like las
SIZE he ha- brown, curling hair. rae thick
and glossy aui cheeks like the rose. and
brow like the snow, aud big blue cen.
vi CLINT in them like the G,ht of tb.
evening star,
Ma! ma ye are guide enough boy.
d'nna doubt, aud decent woman, son
but yere nae my Malcom."
Here the incorporating merchant CON.
'iderably tahen down, made a movement
~ though to leave but the hospitabl,
dame stayed him saying, "Gin We ba.
Travelled a the way from India ye mann
be tired and hungry. Bide a biz, and GA
aud drink wi us. imagery, come down
aud let Us set on the supper"
The two women soon prepared quite
tempting repast and they all three sat
down 10 10, Mrr Anderson reyerentv ask.
ing blessing But the merchant coul,
not eat lie was hungry only for nj,
mothers kisses, only tuirsty Tor her ioyfu
recognition. yet be could not Jrin, him
self 10 cay to her aul your SON
He asked himself halt sr.eysI Lsl
Smused where are the unerrn, n,tur.l
instincts have read about in novel;,
'i's hostess, -eying Joe d,i not eat. kind.
y asked if ,e could suggest any,bin, H..
would ue like to relish, Of thank ,na
madame he anstcrcd, ..t doe. ...,n q.
Inc hat should libr ,on, oat meal 49,.
mage such as my mother used TO- maxi. b,
- oe iha' you have any"
For'dgef repeated tle widow .u
hs means psrHtch. Ye-. reLa. . H."
ira our dinner Ole Tito bi,. ~
F"y ou' mon, gu,., IL. &c csgI5, '''