The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1893-10-13

/ .as Tor MS opportunity and still won
dering, too, how . chance 90 earnestly
aesired was so long withheld. Others
all about him were doing great things
toward building up the Kingdom. vet.
search and wait rs he would, nothing
ever came in his way.
oo the time went on for eight or ten
years, until one day Deacon Chan IIer
awoke suddenly to the foct that hi,
wife was slowly dying. His love for
his wife was one Of the things that nd
one doubted, and when he noticed how
pale and thin sho had become he spoks
TO her at once in an unusually anxious
way
'Ts there anything I can do for you,
wife?" he asked
"No-I don't know rs there is. "
''Is there anything you wapt2'
Her eyes filed with tears.
''Shall 1 tell yon?' she whispered.
"Ycs-do."
Sadly and fir My shn told him then
the whole pitiful s.p"...
81 want my boy. vrn, To-; !,
come back to me. He was my first
born, anil j cannot for :cS how I loved
him when he was hnhy i: ny arni,.
/ Yes, aad when n grew To bo boy /
-loved him still, and my love could have
saved him. But you-you were 80
hard and cold with him. Conscious
| OF your own virtue, you could not
| pity his intirmity and bear with him,
M / would hnvo done. No, hear me
out, " ns he would have spoken. "You
have always prayed prayed to the
Lord for some opportunity to do some
| great good, and when it wny her, in
| your own son, You neglected IT. You
might have hrsu mD"n E,utir; you
might Unveiled hun ont of his evil waYr,
but you would not, and nll these years
my heart has been aching for n sight
OF my SONNY eldest born"
Tho words came sharp and fast now
and ended in smothored sob
The deacon was surprised. Never
before had his wife questioned his wis
dom or censured him for what he did.
But the mother love 30 strong in her
had welIed up and filed her heart to
| overflowing, and she must be heard.
Hor words had their effect, too, for
Deacon Chandler saw, ns he had never
seen before this his mistake and the
hypocrisy OF the fcrvcnt prayer he hal
| 80 often brcnthcd out to His Heavenly
Father when he was nm unmcrciful-
nay, even cruel parent. How ho h,l
prayed for IN opportunity of doing
good, and when it came lot it pnss--
nay, throw it away willfully. He was II
man of few words, and those H. spohA
now carried healing balm To tho heart
! of the woman who had 80 loved her
hayward boy.
az have been wrong, wife. Can you
forgive me?'
"Oh, froely!" she answered him.
Ho read i'll her wistful eyes the un-
| spoken wish and answered it.
'I will find our boy and bring him
home" no said.
"And no matter how sinful he is or
how he has fallen you will bring him
home to his iiotiier?'
II will" And she was satisfied.
To those who wish to learn all things
are plain, and Deacon Chandler traced
his son, by constant effort, to small
Western city. OF the fact that he was
there he became convinced, but could
learn nothing more. A week found
him standing in II railway station of
the city of G., inquiring of the by
ISLANDERS if they knew Thomas Chan.
dlcr
'Know Thomas Chandler? Waal,
reckon do" drawled one loafcr who
was warming himself in the sun.
"Can YOU tell mo where [ can find
| him?" asked the deacon.
"Wnnl, [ kinder reckon about this
time or dny he's ter be found orcr to
| the Scntcr House"
Having learned where the Scntcr
House was. Deacon Chandler walked
slowly up the main street of the we'll
kept western city. How should he
find Tom? He Inferred. from th,
manner of the man with whom he had
just talked that his son was still the
wild young man he had turned from
home so many weary years ago. But
it did not matter. lie had promised
the mother and then was not here his
opportunity? He would see that he
! Crnspcd it now and would save his son
! at my "n:.!.
His mcuitations were cut short by
the gilled sign directly in front of
his eyes and he saw in large letters Sem
Ter House. He was almost ashamed 20
ask this gcntlcmenly fellow about his
crrinG son, but he did.
81 am II stranger here. sir, he be-
gan. "Can You tell me where | can
| find Thomas Chandler"
"Yes, sir" answered the brisk clerk
Then he turned to boy who stood
near and said, 'Go and find Mr..
/ Chandler.
The boy sped away on his errand
and Deacon Chandler waited. Then
he heard steps, mans surprised
voice called, "Father," and he
looked up and saw his son. Bat where
was the sinful dissipnted man he had
| thought to see? Here was we'll
dr 'ssci anl proSpcrous-looki man,
holding ont his hand to him and bid
ding him welcome And it was Tom.
That was the funny part of it,
.'Comc, father" and he lead the ola
nan away to private parlor and
,Ioscd the door. "Dont you know
,,, f,,boro I would kpnw vnr, anv-