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"You cannot think how badly I felt this morning, when, on my arrival at Rippleton, I heard that you were to be tried for stealing. If it had not been for our mother, I think I should have fled from the place without making myself known." "But, George, I was innocent." YOU CANNOT THINK HOW BADLY I FELT THIS MORNING WHEN ON MY ARRIVAL AT RIPPLETON I HEARD THAT YOU WERE TO BE TRIED FOR STEALING IF IT HAD NOT BEEN FOR A MOTHER I THINK I SHOULD HAVE FLED FROM THE PLACE WITHOUT MAKING MYSELF KNOWN BUT GEORGE I WAS INNOCENT
arkably lucky. Folks say he has made over a hundred thousand dollars digging and trading." "Indeed! I am so glad!" "I suppose you don't remember me, do you?" asked the stranger. The widow looked at him sharply. "You have got such a sight of hair on your face, that I declare I do not," said the widow, laughing. "You don't?" The gentleman spoke these words in a different tone of voice--so different that the widow started back in astonishment. "Have I altered so much, mother?" "George! O George!" exclaimed the widow, as she folded her lost son in her arms. They both wept in each other's embrace. "Heaven be praised, you have returned!" cried the widow. "And my father is dead?" said George Weston sadly. "Yes, George, you have no father now." The young man trembled with emotion. "I had hoped to smooth the last years of his life; but God's will be done." "Amen!" said the widow solemnly, as she wiped her eyes. "Tony, my brother, come here," said George, as he shook the hand of the little hero. LL ME ABOUT HIM HAS HIS HEALTH BEEN GOOD VERY GOOD AND HE'S BEEN REMARKABLY LUCKY FOLKS SAY HE'S MADE OVER A HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS DIGGING AND TRADING INDEED I AM SO GLAD I SUPPOSE YOU DON'T REMEMBER ME DO YOU ASKED THE STRANGER THE WIDOW LOOKED AT HIM SHARPLY YOU HAVE GOT SUCH A SIGHT OF HAIR ON YOUR FACE THAT I DECLARE I DO NOT SAID THE WIDOW LAUGHING YOU DON'T THE GENTLEMAN SPOKE THESE WORDS IN A DIFFERENT TONE OF VOICE SO DIFFERENT THAT THE WIDOW STARTED BACK IN ASTONISHMENT HAVE I ALTERED SO MUCH MOTHER GEORGE O GEORGE EXCLAIMED THE WIDOW AS SHE FOLDED HER LOST SON IN HER ARMS THEY BOTH WEPT IN EACH OTHER'S EMBRACE HEAVEN BE PRAISED YOU HAVE RETURNED CRIED THE WIDOW AND MY FATHER IS DEAD SAID GEORGE WESTON SADLY YES GEORGE YOU HAVE NO FATHER NOW THE YOUNG MAN TREMBLED WITH EMOTION I HAD HOPED TO SMOOTH THE LAST YEARS OF HIS LIFE BUT GOD'S WILL BE DONE AMEN SAID THE WIDOW SOLEMNLY AS SHE WIPED HER EYES TONY MY BROTHER COME HERE SAID GEORGE AS HE SHOOK THE HAND OF THE LITTLE HERO
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