Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling StoneReid, Mayne
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Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling Stone
Reid, Mayne
Adventure stories; Dime novels; Fiction
Before I parted from him, Brown opened a door, and called to his mother,
requesting her to come in.
When she entered the room, I was introduced to her, as a friend who had
known her son in Australia. She was a respectable-looking woman, about
sixty-eight years of age; and her features bore an expression of
cheerfulness and contentment that was pleasant to behold.
"I am greatly pleased to see thee," said she, addressing herself to me,
"for thy presence here tells me, that my son had friends amongst
respectable people when far away."
I took this as a compliment; and was as polite to her, as I knew how to
be.
Brown informed me, that he was then engaged in the hay and corn
business; and was making a little money--enough, he said, to prevent the
gold-dust he had brought home with him from getting scattered.
Notwithstanding what he had done for his mother and brother, he expected
to find himself at the end of the year worth as much money, and a little
more, than when he landed in England.
I know not what others may think of the incident here described; but I
felt upon parting from Brown, that it had been worth all the trouble I
had taken to call upon him; and I will, at any time, again undergo the
same trouble to be present at a similar spectacle.
Under the guidance of my old mining partner, I visited many of the great
manufacturing establishments of Birmingham; and, after seeing much to
cause me both wonder and admiration, I proceeded on my journey to
Liverpool.
Volume Three, Chapter XXX.
IN SEARCH OF LENORE.
From having resided so long in Captain Hyland's family, I was familiar,
as already stated, with the names of many of their acquaintances.
Amongst others, I remembered a Mrs Lanson, who had been on very
intimate terms with Mrs Hyland and Lenore.
I knew her address; and from her, would be sure to obtain the
information I desired. After arriving in Liverpool, I proceeded almost
direct to her residence. At Captain Hylands house, I had often met Mrs
Lanson; and on presenting myself, had no trouble in getting recognised.
I was received with courtesy--even cordiality.
"I am very anxious," said I, "too see my old friends--Mrs Hyland and
her daughter. Having been so long abroad, I have lost all knowledge of
them. I knew that you could inform me, where they are to be found; and
it is for that purpose I have taken the liberty of calling upon you."
"No liberty at all, Mr Stone," said the lady; "on the contrary, I'm
very glad to see you. Of course, you've heard of the change that has
taken place in Mrs Hyland's family; and that they are now living in
London?" I answered in the affirmative. "The address is Number --,
Denbigh Street, Pimlico. That is Captain Nowell's residence. Please
remember me to them!"
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