The weekly clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1863-1882, 1882-07-26
JAPHET THE SECOND.
How a Han Found His Father After
Fifty years.
Philadelphia Record.


A strange thing happened at Freder.
lex Station, in Montgomery county, a
fews days ago. Aaron Bout, a well-to-
| do trucker of the neighborhood, hale
old man of so, was introduced to his
father, Aaron Bout, rich old mer-
chant of 20, who lives on Heas street,
in this city. Neither knew that the
other was alive. Although they had
beeen residing within two hours ride of
each other for a quarter of century
this was the first time they had ever
seen each other, and thereby hangs a
tale. Fifty years ago the father was
well known horse jockey IN Montgom
cry county, and lived near Frederick
He was crack rider across the coun-
try and the most popular horseman to
be found in the radius of fifty miles.
At all the county fairs young Bout was
authority on all matters pertaining to
horse flesh, and none dared dispute his
opinion. He was perfect daredevil
in the saddle and no one could manage
the ribbons of a four-in-hand as grace
fully as he. At twenty he went off
with a circus and in few months his
first son was born. He did not return
to Frederick until the day, fifty years
after, when father and son first met |
face to face. The mother had died |
and the father supposed the son had
ako died. But while the one was
roaming about the earth, leading an
adventurous life, the boy grew to man
hood and to middle age. After many
years Of wandering, and when he had
been lost to family and friends in Mont
gomery, Bout, the elder, married and
settled in this city, and became a do
mestic man of business, accumulated
became the head of a numer-
Dus family. His last child is now but
two years old, and was born when the
father had reached the ripe old age of
IS. There are twenty-four children,
lot including the supposed-to-be-dead
irst born, all of them alive. In the
Meantime, Aaron Bout, Jr., had lived
IN uneventful life, had married, bought
. little farm and also reared family of
children. One day Mrs. George Bilger,
# this city, who was a relative of Mr.
1Out3 0iCus anu was IdhEL 10 L ISueIICh |
o be buried. Among the mourners was
he father, and in the company at the !
hurch was the son. Neither was aware 9
f the others name or Identity. An
Id patriach of the neighborhood met t
Bout, Sr. He had known him when e
9th were boys, and was amazed to find $
i'm alive. Falling back in the funeral
recession he took the son aside. q
Come, " said he, Il willintroduce you v
} your father" d
''My fatherw cried out the astonished k
ian. impossible! | have no father. II
Te is dead. o
"No, no." replied his friend, she is e
ere. Come with me-" h
In a few moments the father of 20 W
nd the son of so, each somewhat be a
ildered, were in long and warm EN- II
race. For hours the two sat close IL
'gether under the friendly shade of +.
eighbors vine-clad porch, all uncon- v
ious of the curious gaze of the 7
'untry folks who had attended the
neral II
The son, who had been in Philadel- y
lia but once in his life was pressed to at
~ a visit to his fathers house on .
eas street, above Twelfth, and when pt
e crops have been harvested on the al
rederick hills there will be another ID
Getting in this city. Il