Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol. 63, No. 388, February 1848Various
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol. 63, No. 388, February 1848
Various
England -- Periodicals; Scotland -- Periodicals
“Mr Hylton was moved almost to tears at the spectacle which was
before his mind’s eye, of these two old men meeting for the first,
and it might be for the only, time upon earth; and his offer to
accompany his Lordship at once to the cottage, the Earl eagerly
accepted, and they both took their departure. As the carriage
approached, the Earl showed no little agitation at the prospect of
the coming interview.
“‘Yonder,’ said Mr Hylton exultingly, ‘yonder is the humble place
where dwells still, and but a little longer, one whom angels there
have ministered to; with whom God hath there ever communion; and it
is a hallowed spot!’
“The Earl spoke not; and in a few minutes’ time he was to be seen,
supported by Mr Hylton and a servant, closely approaching the
cottage door, another preceding him to announce his arrival, and
standing uncovered outside the door as the Earl entered it; his
lordly master himself uncovering, and bowing low as he stepped
within, accompanied by Mr Hylton, who led him up to old Ayliffe,
saying, ‘Adam, here comes one to speak with you—my Lord
Milverstoke—who saith that he hath long, in heart, done to you and
yours injustice; and hath come hither to tell you so.’ The Earl
trembled on Mr Hylton’s arm while he said this, and stood uncovered,
gazing with an air of reverence at the old man, who, when they
entered, was sitting beside the fire, leaning on his staff beside a
table, on which stood his old Bible, open, with his spectacles lying
upon it, as though he had just laid them there. He rose slowly as Mr
Hylton finished speaking.
“‘My Lord,’ said he solemnly, and standing more erectly than he had
stood for years, ‘we be now both very old men, and God hath not
spared us thus long for nothing.’
“‘Ay, Adam Ayliffe, indeed it is so! Will you forgive me and take my
hand?’ said the Earl faintly, advancing his right hand.
“‘Ay, my Lord—ay, in the name of God! feeling that I have had
somewhat to forgive! For a father am I, and a father _wast_ thou, my
Lord! Here, since it hath been asked for, is my hand, that never was
withheld from man that kindly asked for it; and my heart goes out to
thee with it! God bless thee, my Lord, in these thine old and feeble
days—old and feeble are we both, _and the grasshopper is a burthen
to us_.’
“‘Let me sit down, my friend,’ said the Earl gently. ‘I am feebler
than thou; and be thou seated also!’ They both sat down opposite to
each other, Mr Hylton looking on in silence. ‘God may forgive me
(and _may_ He, of His infinite mercy!)—thou, my fellow-creature,
may’st forgive me; but I cannot forgive myself, when I am here
looking at thee. Good Adam! what hast thou not gone through these
twenty years!’ faltered the Earl.
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