The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1878-11-08
JEANIE BURNS.

They bend to rise again.
But she in silence bowed her head,
To none her sorrows would impart :-ss
Earth's faithful arms inclose the dead,
And hide for aye her broken heart! S. NJ
Our man James came to me to request
the loan of one Of the horses, to attend
funeral. NJ was absent on business, and
the horse and the mans time were both
greatly needed to prepare the land fer the
fall crops. dcmurrcd James looked anx-
ious and disappointed; and the loan of the
horse was at length granted, but not with
out strict injunction that he should return
to his work the moment the funeral was
over. He did not come back until late that
evening. I had just finished nay tea, and
was nursing my wrath at his staying out
the whole day, when the'door of the room
1--WE had but one, and that was shared in
common with the servauts,) opened, and the
delinquent at last appeared. He hung up
the new English saddle, and sat down by
the blazing hearth without speaking word.
"WMs-detaiacd you so long, Jamcs?-
You ought to have had half an acre Of land,
at least ploughed to-day"
"Verra true, mistress. 1t was nae fau't
O. mine had mista'en the hour The
funeral didua' come in afore sun. down, and
l cam AVA directly it was over"
"Was it any relation of yours p n
"Na, ua, jist a frecnd, and auld acquan-
tance, name O. my ain kin. never felt sac
sad in a my life, as ha' dune this day. |
rs,ha seen the clods piled on many held and
never felt the saut tear in my cen. But,
puir Jcanie puir lass. 1t was sar sight
to sec them thrown doom upon her"
My curiosity was excited; [ pushed the
tea-things from me, and told Bell to give
James his supper.
"Naething for me the night, Bell
Gamma cat-my thoughts will a rim on that
puir lass. Sac young-sae bonnie, an
when our ain t%s as hShs sSss as ua. lark an
sac sune."
Who is Jeanie Burns? Tell me, James,
something about her" =,
In compliance with my request the man
gave me the following story. L wish | could
convey it in his own words, but though |
can perfectly understand the Scotch dialect
when spoken, | could not write it in its
charming simplicity that honest, truthful
brcvity, which is 50 characteristic of this
noble people.
"Jcanic Burns was the daughter of a
respectable shoemaker, who gained com
Portable living by his trade in small town
in Ayrshire. Her father, like herself, was,
only child, and followed the same vocation,
and wrought under the same roof that his
father had done before him. The elder
Burns had met with many rcvcrses, and
now helpless and blind, was entirely dcpen-
dent upon the charity Of his son. Honest
Jock had not been married until late in
life that lie might more comfortably pro-
vide for the wants Of his aged parent. His !
mother had been dad for many years.
She was meek, pious woman, and Jock !
quantity affirmed, That it had pleased the !
Lord 10 provide better Inheritance for his ,
dear ould mither than his arm could win,
proud and happy as he would have been to
have supported her when she was no longer
abb" TO work for him
Jocks paternal love was repaid at last;
chance threw in his way a cunning young
lass, bath guild and bony they were united,
and Jeanic was the sole fruit Of this mar.
riage. But Jcanic proved host in herself,
and grew up the best naturcd, the pretticst,
and most industrious lass in the village, and
was a general fayoritc both with the young
and old. She helped her mother in the
house, bound shoes for her father, and at.
tended to all the wants Of her dear old