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say SO often, "Never give anything to
chance beggars, my friends; always
bestow your aims on worthy persons,
through we'll organized societies." before
I could get bit of comfort. And what an
old fool was to cry, I thought, when |
found my cheeks wet
But did not cry long, for, as I sat
there, dash and crash and jingle came a
sleigh over the road. and it stopped at
our gate, and heard my Charles voice
crying, "Halloa, mother"
And I went out to the door, and had
HIM in my arms-my great, tall, hand
some, brown son. And there he was in his
uniform, with his pretty shoulder-straps,
and as hearty as if he had never been
through any hardships. He had to leave
me to put the horse up, and then I had
) by the fire my own son. And Drusilla,
who had been up stairs, and had been
crying-why, wonder9-came down all
in t1utter-for they were like brother
and sister-and he kissed her, and she
kissed him, and then she went to set the
table, and the nice hot things smoked on
a cloth as white as snow; and how Charlie
enjoyed them! But once, in the midst
of all, I felt frightened feeling come
over me, know turned pale, for Dru-
silla said, ''What is the matter, Aunt
Fairfax?'
said nothing; but it was this: Kind
O. like the ghost of a step going champ,
champ over the frozen snow; kind O.
like the ghost of a voice saying, ''Let me
lie on the floor before your fire, and give
me any kind Of a crust;' kind o. like
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wlntry road, and freezing and starving to
death there. That is what it was. But
I put it away, and only thought of
Charlie
We drew up together by the fire when
y the tea was done, and he told us things
: about the war I'd never heard Of before
? how the soldiers suffered, and what weary
marches and short rations they sometimes
had. And then he told me how his life
had been in danger; how he had been
G set upon by the foe and badly wounded
v and how, at the risk Of his own life, a fel-
t low soldier had saved him, and carried
e him away, fighting his path back to
f camp.
s "I'd never seen you but for him." says
1 my Charlie. ''And if there's a man on
earth I love, it's Rob Hadway-the dear
e est, best fellow! We've shared each
}, others rations and drank from the same
q canteen many and many time; and if
It had brother, I couldn't think more OF
I him."
I "Why didn't you bring him home to
h see your mother, Charlie?" said I. 'Why,
i I'd love him, too, and anything I could
s do for him, for the man who saved my
|. boys life, couldn't be enough. Send fol
), him, Charlie.'
But Charlie shook his head, and cover,
ed his face with his hands.
"Mother,' said he, II don't know
It whether Rob Halfway is alive or dead to.
S day. While was still in the ranks he
was taken prisoner. And military prisons
/, are poor places to live in, mother. I'd
t give my right hand to be able to do him
n good; but can find no trace Of him
:, And he has mother, too, and she is sc
+ fond of him! She lives at Greenbank
y poor old lady! My dear, good, noble
It Rob, the preserver Of my life!"
S And saw Charlie was nearly crying
u Not to let us see the tears, he got up anc
e went to the mantel-p1ece. I did not lool
e around until heard a cry:
:, "Great Heaven what is it?'
And turaed, and Charlie had the to-
d bacco- pouch the man had dropped in his
e hand.
n sswhere did this come from2'' said he
n 81 feel as though had seen ghost.
e gave this to Rob Halfway the da,
g he saved me. We soldiers had not mucl
l. to give, you know, and he vowed neve
p to part with it while he lived How die
t, it come here, mother?'
" And I fell back in my chair, white ane
it cold, and said I:
"A wandering tramp left it here
l. Never your Rob, my dear; never you
e Rob. He must have been an imposter
h I wouldn't have turned away a person
really in want. 0, no, no; it's anothe
6 pouch, child, or he stole it. A tall fellow
e with blue eyes and yellow-brown hair
h wounded, he SAID, and going to his moth
d er at Greenback. Not your Rob-"
1t And Charlie stood staring at me will
clenched hands; and said he:
er "It was my Rob- it was my dear ole
= Rob, wounded and starving my dea
old Rob, who saved my lite, and you hav
d driven him out in such night as this
1T mother. My mother to use Rob sop
" ''Condemn me, Charlie,' said L; con
N dcmn me, if you like I'm afraid God will
Three times he came back; three time
$ he asked only for crust and place t
lie, and I drove him away-I-I-an
le he's lying in the road now O!if I hat
is known! o! if I had known!"
IN And Charlie caught up his hat
'I'll find him, if he's alive" said he
90! Rob, my dear friend'
n, And then-I never saw the girl in suc]
Mt taking. Down went Drusilla on he
to knees rs if she was saying her prayers
and says she:
!" ''Thank God, dare to do it!''
at And says she again to me:
a go! aunt, I've been trembling wit
'e, fright, not knowing what you'd say to M
Id I took him in the kitchen way. couldn
see him 60 faint and hungry and wound
>" ed, and put him in the spare chambe
over the parlor; and I've been 50 frighter
J." ed all the while.''
le, "Lord bless you: Drusillap' said Cha
he lie.
nd ''Amen,'' said l.
lg, And she, getting bolder, went on:
ed 'And I took him up some hot shor
N. cakes and apple-sass and tea," says sh
1T, "And took him candle, and h,
IS. brick for his feet; and I told him to ca
and go to bed in the best chamber, Aul
d: Fairfax, with the white counterpane an
ps all and locked him in and put the ke
in NV nOok Of anH r told hin, +hot