The Lafayette advertiser. [volume] (Vermilionville [i.e. Lafayette], La.) 1865-19??, 1901-02-16


had been given to others. A
now regrets that he did not NEE
J the party, as she might have beer
the one he now seeks even though
she had proven herself false ane
faithless mother.
About fifteen years ago, he mar
ried Miss Adelaide Cor mier, from
which marriage six children were
! born to him-two boys and fou1
girls, all living in peace and con.
tentment in their prairie home on
the bayou Queue de Tortue.
he young man was asked when
he found out that Mr.. Lege and
wife were not his father and moth
er. His answer was, as soon as |
came to the age Of reason, Mr..
Lege told nlc who | was and where
came from. In the interview,
they stated that they had been in
formed that there was Mr.. Theo-
dule Theriot living in the vicinity
of RoyvilIe at the time, who, if To-
Gated now, might be able to throw
some light on the mystery Of this
young man S birth The only le-
gacy he is now seeking, is a name
for himself and children, Do any
one know? If they do, they would
confer a lasting favor on the SUBJ
ject OF this article by addressing
him at Rayne, La. Surely there
can be no loss to the child like the
loss OF mother. Where, Oh!
where, is that forlorn mother? Is
she up among the stars Of heaven,
or is she somewhere yet repenting
Of her youthful folly, once a picture
Of loveliness, the very image of
beauty, the. idol of the family and
he pet of the social circle? Now,
With whitened head and totterinc
steps, she says, please don't; old
memories are ever sad, the present
eems happy, the future. l pray
viii be fair, let US forget the fQibles
nd frallties of human nature; old
memories to me are sorrowful; let
hem die, because these things
bscure our sun in the evening Of
fe. Angels, you know, have re-
yelled; Adam ha.k falten; Solo
non has bowed toidols; Peter has
lenied his Master, When the
lighty oaks of the forest have
ieldcd, how can frail reeds stand.
The world says: Down with
er, let every man throw a stone
t her, destroy her happiness and
It her die and blight her life to the
rave. Lacerate her poor broken
cart and caEse dark shadows to
ross her life and enter her very
oul A mother is far more de- e
-rving who will face her folly and tt
ing to her offspring, and stem the I
amor Of a cruel world than one is
ho, to hide her shame, is willing n
''let it be cast away from her love ri
nd maternal care, to what fate no t.
1e knows, but to the kind provi- t.
.nce, of the Great God Of heaven, a.
ith all the pathetic dream Of secu- al
ty against the search light Of pub tt
; scrutiny. Does the world know?
cs it knows, but it is silent; mon
with the opulent, buys its tongue
i'd smoothers its secret; only the ::
Dor unfortunates are made to suf- :, :,
I and hear their shame. ooh!
an if you could see one of these
ossoms of earth defled and =
lmpIed on by your unholy touch, =
u would sometime curb and stop
ponder what a crime you COM
t, and what misery you cause.
The summing up Of all this word
trouble and heart ache, recalls
my mind a truthful axiom which
Ids something like this. 1--WE
ed not put on any airs below, we
) all born Of the same parent,
generated by the same spirit,
.aned in the same blood, to lie
wn in the same dust, to get up
the same resurrection and re-
i've our reward according to our
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