The Forrest City times., 1890-09-27
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 Take thnt, voa mcidling fool. as he rode away.
 Can words picture the burning sense of wrong and wild desire for revenge tha. ragged within my heart was but child, scarce ten years old, when that sharp blow fell upon my face, but feel 1t still as though tho spirit of evil had lurkcd within the blow. Mad from disgrace and smart ing with pain. sought my mother. Her quick eye caught the mark. and holding me in her arms to soothe me, she said.
 What Is it, my sons'
 Her motherly sympathy calmed my wrath and l wept
 Tell me all my son." she said. with loving accent in her voice, that is still sounding fin my ears
 As soon as could speak told her what had seen and that had asked father to help the poor people. She held me still nearer to her heart, as though to make amends for fathers cruelty.
 Never mind. my son. she said. when you arc man you can try and remedy the evils you have seen and will continue to see for many years to come"
 70 mother. why are people driven from hometr cried between the sobs that still shook my frame.
 "They arc sent away because they can not pay the rent
 What is renttr
 1t is money that men promise to pay for the use of land"
 But why do people have to pay for the land they works''
 Because few men own the land and the many must work 1t.
 But they will freeze to death" I said. my mind returning 10 the little children. barefooted and almost naked. in the bitter cold
 We can do nothing to help them.n said my mother. T have often tried, but it al ways vexed your father"
 1 was the only son of Lord waverland. who owned a large estate in the south west part of Ireland. near the beautiful lake Killarney, My father was cold. proud man. who never loved anyone bu, himself. My mother was an hcircss when he married her. He soon gained posses sion of her wealth. for she was of . loving trusting nature. and having made him her ideal, she was slow to realize that she was sAstsN ttf'tS w nun eA-Aat tar toNtoA HGA f1as in his house
 fluence of my mother until was sixteen years of age. She had given to me and my baby sister all the tender love of her noble heart. From her had learned lessons of temperance and virtue. and holy rcver- ence for the Bible How pleasant to my memory arc the hours we passed reading and talking together of the lessons taught in the sacred Word, or the troubles of our people. The scenes that first called my at tention to their suifering had become an every day occurrence, aud from my moth CTS teachings had learhed to feel moro acuteiy than ever the injuries done them. Often from my childish purse had re- lieyed want and suffering. but never in terfered in Lord wavcrland's business again. His first cruel blow had left life long impression.
 The only way my father hsd ever cared for me was in fitting me for country gen tleman. Under his direction l had taken lessons in shooting until was one of the best shots for miles around. could ride as well and fearlessly As any of his noble guests at the fox hunts. could swim and dive in the beautiful Killarney ns easily as the great white swans that had been my playmates. And could drive four in hand with the coachman himself For all these things my father would pat mo on the shoulder and cxclaim with pride. You do credit to the old family of Wavcr- landr'
 was nearly six feet tall, with good share of activity and strength. with blue eyes. n far. full face and open brow. shad, ed by dark brown hair. My great delight wAs in riding, The glad free sense that came with being in the saddle seemed . part of my very nature.
 The country around was wild and noun tainous in some directions. in others we could see the beautiful lake. often rode over the moor. which spread away in the distance without house or track, nothing but the tufts of purple and black heather. till the mountains far away seemed to roll up toward the sky in folds and peaks. lined by silvcry thrcad-like cstAracts, too dis tant 10 be heard.
 My companions were few. for had loved solitude better than society. But there was ono family with whom we were on very friendly terms. Sir Wren owned . heighboring estate. and Lady Wren. . pure, sweet-fared woman, was my moth CTS dearest friend. while Annie. their daughter, was my only playmate. She was happy hearted child. and would never willingly vex or annoy any one Enc seemed to guess my moods, and would act accordingly. uut I fear, q now look back. that l was an overbcaring. selfish fellow, who enacted many acts of self denial from my little friend.
 At the age of sixteen an active life b. gan. My father had decided that should go to Cambridge University, The years spent thcrs were busy ones. With my wild. rowing nature. it was hard work for me to keep pace with my class but pride and ambition helped me to form the hahit sf study Twas too proud to fall behind in my clAss Thanks to my mothers careful teaching, was mover tempted to tndulgs in the use of wine or stronger drinks with my classmates, So when morning found them with muddied bratns, u,ins was cleas and ready for work.
 In shost time gained . fair ssanding h my class. and carried home . good repors at vacation, With what longing heart looked forward 10 those happy dAyx My homo coming was the signal for merry making. My mother was Always kind, and my tathsr was proud of my progrsss Ny old playmate. Annie Wren, was again tho companion of my leisurs hourA
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