Southern standard. (McMinnville, Tenn.) 1879-current, 1885-08-29

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Fully fifty men and boys were in the
yard, showing the widest state of ex-
element. Some searched the wood
shed, one was looking into the dog
house, while at least twenty went
toward the kitchen.
"Keep COOL" whispered Tom, 81
did not hide him in thehouse." HUI
ola seemed to think she could do her
best at keeping cool, and when the
first man reached the door, she was
turning the meat on the stove. "Did
you see man with blue shirt, black
pants and cap? An Irishman," said
/ one. Excuse us, Madame" said one,
more polite, "but our Captain was
shot at by some fellow who was seen
running this way, and may we search
your house for him ?" Hulda looked
as if this was the first sound she had
heard that morning. Tom looked
interested. Sam might have betray-
ed everything, for that face of his
was an open book, but Bosom kept
him busy holding him, and his red
ness of face could be laid to that.
Hulda answered, "there is no one in
the house hut these boys, myself, and
their mother, who is still in bed. Let
half a dozen you Elm and search
the mother is not strong, and so
many would brighten her-but we
are alone" Some one in the crowd,
who knew enough of the family to
hold old Hulda and her mistress in
the highest respect, stepped to the
front and said, Gentlemen, we will
take this woman's word for it; if she
says there is no stranger in the house,
it is true: forward We may be los
ing our game while we larry" With
an Indian yell, they broke through
the front gate, dashing madly up the
street, their number being doubled
by another party, who had been
securing some other part of the
neighborhood.
By this time Mrs. Grey, who was
frightened indeed, had dressed and
Joined the family. All three told
their story at the same time, but in
bated breath. She was puzzled to
know what to do. If the stranger
was a desperate fellow, who had muir
der in his heart, was it right to shield
him? On the other hand, did such a
mob know the right of it? "Mother,"
said Tom, she's not bad fellow; you
would say so if you saw him." For
some time they sat, and thought, and
whispered. The pursuers were far
enough away, and everything was
quiet again, when Mrs. Grey said to
: Tom, "bring him out and l will see
him." Tom soon had the little win.
dow open, and leaning out whispered,
"come in" Getting in was harder
than getting out had been, but soon
the young man stood in Toms ROOM
and turning, as if he would thank his
preserver, his eyes fell on a portrait
just before him on the wall. Tom
thought the poor fellows reason was
giving away, as he watched the pale
face growing paler, and the dark eye:
looking with a fixed stare atom
did not realize what. Atlength in 8
husky voice he said, "Whose picture
g is that""-"My fathers. "-"Are you
D Tom Grey?"- ."-"Where's my
your mother" Poor dazed Tom
. Through all the years of his life, he
will not forget that moment. He
felt himselfgrowing weak, big lumI
1 rose up in his throat, things around
him seemed to be leaving him, bu
I remembering his mother, he rouseC
himself, care you JOe'-"Yes, bu
+ where's my mother?" and with tina
t name on his lips he sank to the floor
t Rushing to the waiting group, Ton
e cried, "Come quick, mother! IT.
l Joel" Mrs. Grey was beside her los
|. boy, before she could fully realize
VI was he. STOPPING down, she unbut
/ toned his blue shirt, and rubbed tn
u dear body. Hulda came with restor
; atives, and soon Joe opened his eyes
No face seemed familiar, but the on
), that had grown old watching for him
u Putting both arms around her neck
e "Mother," he said, "Can you forgiv
n me?" A fond caress was his answer
IT for what mother ever said no to tina
IL question. When the ecstacy of de
e light was overflow tell me, m
lie son." said Mrs. Grey, "why were yo
W pursued?" - Nothing, mother.
d worked NV way home from Ne,