Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1872-10-31

from the doorway, whittier she had
followed unprecei9ed. George
What do you mean p
The oldest son dropped the head
to prevent, if possible, his mother
/! recognizing it, and all of them en-.
deavored to explain their exclama-
ton, and get their mother away from
the spot. Itswas in vain. :. j.
%Boys," shs said, in her old, we'll.
known tone, Of authority. " stand
aside and let me see the face Of the
villain I have slain.
With that she put her sons aside
as though they were mere lads, and
walked through the slippery gore
that lay upon the floor up to the
floor up to the body. She took the
candle from the unresisting grasp Of
her frst-born, and, with hand that
trembled not, lifted theD head of the
dead man so that the light shone full
upon it. She gazed at it steadily for
half a minute, then said, gently low
ering it, until it restored upon the
breast agan, It's my boy George"
Mrs. Mowbray was the only one in
the household who remained calm
and motionless. The family was in
the widest state of sorrow. The
three brothers with difficulty extrica-
ted the body from the window. The
authorities were notified, and every
thing was kept as quiet as possible.
The inquest was duly held. Mrs;
Mowbray was fully exonerated, and
the body was tenderly prepared for
burial. The real story was known to
few outside the family and authori-
ties. It was believed BY them that
George, instead of going to Devon.
shire, had remained lurking in the
neighborhood, and had planned the
robbery, and if need be the murder
of his mother. He knew that she
would be alone that night, and that
she had large sum of money al and
valuable Jewels in her room. The
old nurse who had held George in
her arms when he first saw the light,
took care of the body, and prepared
it for the tomb.
She dwelt tenderly on the familiar
marks uponthe limbs and face which
she knew SC well, each of which had
a story of youthful daring or folly
connected with it. In due time the
funeral took place. The corpse was
laid in the family vault. Only the
family and one or two relatives at
tended. Mrs. Mowbray spent the
best part Of each day by the side of
her dead son. She showed externally
no signs of emotion. Before the lid
was closed she kissed the forehead
and cut off lock of his hair.
The day after the burial che gave
directions to her eldest son to pay all
the dead man s debts, which was done
at once so far as known. Gloom set
tied over the hall. The wing of the
building in which the tragedy oc-
CURED was closed up, and Mrs. Now
bray removed to bedroom up stairs.
On the fifth day after the funeral
post-chaise drove up to the door Of
Harwick Hall, and from.it stepped
George Mowbray, looking better than
he had looked for many 4 long day
before: ha; es ia lE 4scszaaf
who opened,the hall door started back,
and almost dropped with fright. His
ordinations caught the ears Of Mrs.
Mowbray and her sons, who seemed
to be dumb-founded. George was as
much astonished as any of them, and
gazed from one to the other, perfectly
lost in bewildered surprise. There
was no doubt of it. George Mowbray,
whom every body believed dead and
in his grave, was living and before
them.
Mother" said George. advancing
towards her, "what is the matter ?
My return is easily accounted for.
On reaching Tawvale, I found that
my uncle's family had been unex-
pectcdly summoned to Londo1, as my
eldest cousin, Sir John Gray's wife,
was thought to be dying. I took
nights repose, and then started home
aga.n, and here I am"
Mrs. Mowbray walked up to him,
gazed into his face, and then, without
a word, folded him in passionate
embrace. Each of his brothers grasp
ed his hands and kissed him, as they
were wont to do when he was a boy
and the pet of the family. The old
nurse, aroused from her monday
slumber, embracedand wept over him,
and the servants gathered around with
wet eyes and congratulatory words.
Ali this time George knew nothing
of the true reason for this singular
reception. Soon, however, the mys-
terry was explained to him. The ef-
feet upon him cannot be described.
Measures were Immediately taken
to have the body of the man who
had been buried as George Mowbray
disinterred. This was done, and as
the living George stood beside the
dead man, the resemblance was seen
to be the most extraordinary. The
marks on the face and hands CORES
ponded with those on Georges, the
scars on the legs were similar, also,
and the hair, eyebrows and finger
nails were marvelously alike. Who
the dead man was, was never ascer-
tained. After Georges return, how
ever, inquiries were made, such as it
was never deemed needful to make SO
long as the dead man was supposed
to Be Mrs. Mowbray's Youngest son.
These inquiries led to the discov-
ery that the day before the tragedy
three men, supposed to be from Lon
don, took up their quarters at an inn
in a neighboring village; one of them
the landlord thought he recognized
as having been in Mrs. NJ Moweray's J