The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1889-10-23

ltt6ler, anu OF the CultO eager u6-5
sire that he should go to her granny's
to get rested.
blessed child, . said the grand
mother, ashe has been a great con-
ISOLATION to me in your absence,
William
She had hardly ceased speaking
when footsteps were heard, and in
another instant in walked Flossy
and her father. The child gazed in
surprize at the nice looking gentle
man. who was seated beside her
granny. Her father was quite as
much surprised as the child. For
the space of one minute no one
spoke; but presently a joyful light
of recognition passed over John
Moscs's face. and he exclaimed:
William, my brotherl Can it be pos.
sible2" and the brothers were clasp
ed in each others arms boys again.
for the moment. 1t was some little
time before quiet was restored.
During this time FIossy stood be-
lwildered, even Grace had not
thought of her. 1t was Uncle.
William who went to her and taking
her in his strong arms, united and
removed her hood, the warm cloak
and little red mittens, explaining
at the same time who he was, and
showing her the old shabby coat
and hat, and telling her that it was
her own uncle to whom she had
been so kind. She understood him
fully, and when he had finished by
asking her if she was not going to
love him too, as we'll as grandma
and Grace, she answered him by
putting her arms about his neck
and giving him hearty kiss.
They all laughed as her father
exclaimed: "I guess that settles
thequestion. Now, Will, old fellow,
where have you been all this timer"
at is a long story, John, but I
will try to make everything clear
to you"
We will not try reader to tell
this story in full, but let it suffice to
say that he had met with misfor-
tune the first four years of his stay
abroad; he had grown tired of try
ing to grow rich farming, and had
gone to the gold mines to make a
fortune, and there fortune favored
him; but the letters to and from
home were miscarried, and the
yearning for home and mother be-
came SO great that he could stay no
longer, and, as we have seen, re-
turned home. Toward spring of
the same year a noble house was
erected near the old one which Mrs.
Moses lived; great pains were taken
with its finishing and furnishing.
A large sunny room was reserved
for Grandma Moses, sweet Grace
Seyton became its beloved mistress,
loved by her husband for her own
self and also for her goodness to
his mother while she was compara-
lively alone; loved by little Flossy
and we may say by everyone
excepting Sarah Boston, who was
very much chagrined when she
learned that the man whom she had
treated so scornfully was none other
than William Moses, rich and hand
some. Sarah knew that in the
olden time she had some influence
with handsome Will; SO after his
return she decided to leave the
missionary to his fate, and the poor
heathen, and try her arts on William
Moses. Her disappointment was
great when she learned that Grace
was to be mistress of the new house.
MARRY that chit of a girl" she
said in her sharpest tones to Mrs.
John Moses John wasn't anywhere
round) "Why he is old enough to
be her father"
4oh, no" Mrs. Moses returned,
"there is but ten years difference
in their ages, and I never saw a
happier couple
She spoke truly, they were very
happy. Grandma Moses was happy,
too, and little Flossy was nappy
every day by some present or at
tention from Uncle Will, who almost
worshipped the little girl, and she
returned his love with interest.
Reader, do you see the moral of
this story? Perhaps, all may not
be deserving, but let us be kind
and charitable, and let God be the
Judge.