The Forgery; or, Best Intentions.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Forgery; or, Best Intentions.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Fiction
search for it in person offered very small prospect of success, as he
was but little aware of the haunts and habits of the persons by whom
he had been assailed.
He resolved, however, to consult the good old fanner as to the best
means of proceeding; and the opportunity was not long wanting, for in
about ten minutes Mr. Graves entered the room. He advanced towards
Henry with an outstretched hand, and with his eye fixed--I must call
it anxiously--upon his guest's countenance; he asked how he was, how
he had slept, how his head felt; and he then told him that his guide
of the night before had just departed.
"He's an honest fellow, Joshua Brown," said the old man. "I have dealt
with him in small things for many years, and never found him deceive
me. I would willingly have kept him to breakfast; but he would take
nothing but a slice of bread and a cup of beer, and then posted off
upon his way."
"I must go very soon likewise," replied Henry; "but before I go, and
before breakfast is served, let me say one word to you, my dear sir. I
have many reasons to believe that we are very near akin to each other.
My early history is still a mystery, in some degree, to myself; but I
will now tell you fairly, which I did not choose to do last night,
that the name of Mary Graves has been mentioned to me, once in my
life, as that of my mother."
The old man threw his arms round him, pressed him to his heart, and
Henry clasped his hand warmly; but he said--
"Do not let us yet feel too sure, Mr. Graves. I have determined to
investigate the whole matter to the bottom, and to discover all the
facts; nor will I delay at all in so doing. My father has been dead
some years, otherwise the whole would have been made perfectly clear
before now; for many circumstances, which I cannot well explain at
present, prevented him during a long period from holding any
communication with me regarding my birth. Of this, however, be
assured, Mr. Graves--that as soon as ever all the facts are in my
possession, I will see you again; and, if it be as I think, will
gladly claim that connection with you which my father did not
acknowledge--not from any feeling of pride on his part, but from
motives so powerful that you yourself, when you hear them, will admit
their force."
The old man mused, with tears in his bright dark eyes.
"They should be powerful indeed," he said, "to justify--nay, to
palliate--such conduct as his. But perhaps, after all, he knew not how
I loved her; perhaps he knew not the full bitterness of the cup he
forced me to drink. Often have I cursed him, but I curse him not now:
I have learned to forgive, and I pray that God may forgive him."
"Amen!" said Henry. "Every man needs forgiveness; and he who has
caused another pain and grief, however it may have happened, requires
it much."
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