The Emigrants Of Ahadarra: The Works of William Carleton, Volume TwoCarleton, William
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The Emigrants Of Ahadarra: The Works of William Carleton, Volume Two
Carleton, William
Ireland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
“I hope I always struv to do my duty, Bryan, towards God an' my
childre', and my fellow-creatures; an' for that raison I'm not
frightened at death. An', Bryan, listen to the words of your dyin'
mother--”
“Oh, don't say that yet, mother,” replied her son, sobbing; “don't say
so yet; who knows but God will spare your life, an' that you may be many
years with us still; they're all alarmed too much, I hope; but it's no
wondher we should, mother dear, when there's any appearance at all of
danger about you.”
“Well, whether or not, Bryan, the advice I'm goin' to give you is
never out o' saison. Live always with the fear of God in your heart;
do nothing that you think will displease Him; love your
fellow-creatures--serve them and relieve their wants an' distresses as
far as you're able; be like your own father--kind and good to all about
you, not neglectin' your religious duties. Do this, Bryan, an' then when
the hour o' death comes, you'll feel a comfort an' happiness in your
heart that neither the world nor anything in it can give you. You'll
feel the peace of God there, an' you will die happy--happy.”
Her spirit, animated by the purity and religious truth of this simple
but beautiful morality, kindled into pious fervor as she proceeded,
so much so indeed, that on turning her eyes towards heaven, whilst she
uttered the last words, they sparkled with the mild and serene light of
that simple but unconscious enthusiasm on behalf of all goodness which
had characterized her whole life, and which indeed is a living principle
among thousands of her humble countrywomen.
“This, dear Bryan, is the advice I gave to them all; it an' my love is
the only legacy I have to lave them. An' my darlin' Dora, Bryan--oh, if
you be kind and tendher to any one o' them beyant another, be so to
her. My darlin'Dora! Oh! her heart's all affection, an' kindness, an'
generosity. But indeed, as I said, Bryan, the task must fall to you to
strengthen and console every one o' them. Ay!--an' you must begin now.
You wor ever, ever, a good son; an' may God keep you in the right faith,
an' may my blessin' an' His be wid you for ever! Amin.”
There was a solemn and sustaining spirit in her words which strengthened
Bryan, who, besides, felt anxious to accomplish to the utmost extent the
affectionate purpose which had caused her to send for him.
“It's a hard task, mother darlin,” he replied; “but I'll endeavor, with
God's help, to let them see that I haven't been your son for nothing;
but you don't know, mother, that Kathleen's here, an' Hanna. They wish
to see you, an' to get your blessin'.”
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