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

man, anu lhal r1oSsY na0 sent MIN
up to grandma's, and that after tea
his father and sister would go up
and make a call, and see if the man
was there. every well, 1 will go if
he is there, said Roy. did Sarah
call here Tonight" 9Yes, she did, .
exclaimed Flossy, aand she scolded
that poor man. Yes, she got quite
excited over the poor tramp, said
Mr.. Moses.
aI met her" said Roy. Report
has it that she is after that mission
AIRY now, and if she manages to
catch him he'll have harder time
converting her than the poor heathen
l am thinking" Supper over and
chores done up, Flossy and her
father made preparations for a call
on grandma.
We will precede them, reader,
and see how the tramp was received.
As he neared the low rooted farm
house, he drew the slouched hat
lower over his forehead, then stop
ped up and raped upon the door.
1t was opened almost Immediately
BY one who must have been Flossy's
Grace Sevton; slight figure with
goodness written in every feature of
the expressive face; dark hazel eyes
and wavy golden brown hair. The
tramp asked if she would let him
come in and rest while as he was
very tired. A voice spoke from the
inner room: eyes, Grace, yes, let
the stranger come in
Grace opened the door and the
man stepped in. An old lady OF
about seventy summers sat in a
large armchair knitting. 1 say
summers, for it did not seem as if
that fair and placid face had ever
witnessed the rough storms and
blasts of cold dreary winter. 'TTake
seat by the fire, sir; it is growing
colder, and 1 fear we may have a
storm before morning; have you
much further to go, stranger?p
Al was thinking of reaching the
tavern, madam" the man replied,
"I inquired of a man who told me
that it was four miles to the village
1t seems long and cold walk. Do
you think to-day that you could
keep me all night; l really dread to
go out in the storm and cold again. y
"Well, sir" replied Mrs. Moses,
'tI have never turned the stranger
from my door. We are two women
here alone, Grace and 1, and if l let
you stay all night, | trust the good
Lord will care for His own. For
the sake of my son, my boy, who
has been wondering these six long
years, do to others as L would
have others do for him"
"You have son, madam, out in
the world. How could he leave his
home, and such a mother, for SO
long time; he must be an migrate
full, undutiful son."
"My Willie will come some day,
and then shall know all about it;
we will not discuss the matter" said
the old lady, with dignity. Then
turning to Grace, she said. "Now,
dear, we will have some supper l
dare say the man is hungry"
AS Grace disappeared down the
celler stairs on hospitable thoughts
intent, Mrs. Moses again addressed
the stranger.
"Will you please take your hat off.
sir2 1 always like to see who am
talking to-"
The stranger arose, threw off the
old coat and slouchcd hat and stood
revealed a tall, handsome and well
dressed man, the kindly blue eyes
bcaming with love and tenderness
upon the old lady. Mrs. Moses's
hands released their hold of the
stocking which she was forming.
1t fell to the floor unheeded save by
the kittin, who in less than two
minutes was perfectly wound up in
yarn, stocking and knitting needles
while the kittens mistress tottered
forward, crying out, as it possible
can it be my son, my Willie2"
The stranger received her in his
arms, murmuring: "My mother
yes it is your Willie, come back to
your faithful heart at last Grace
Seyton, hearing the commotion
hurried from the cellar, dropping
meat, doughnuts, bread and pie
which she had been collecting for
the tramP's supper, all in heap to-
gether. She feared the man had
attacked the old lady in her absence
and her astonishmcnt was unbound