Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 16 — John Shaqi
Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 16
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 16
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"Catherine!--my sister!--my own sister!" he exclaimed, grasping the hand
of the supplicant.
"Oh, George!--my brother!" cried Catherine, and wept.
The flute-player looked around. The instrument fell from his hand.
"What!--William!--and without an arm, too!" added George, extending his
hand to the musician.
Louise took the hand of her new-found sister, and smiled, and wept, and
bent down, and kissed the cheeks of her children.
"My father--my mother, Catherine?" inquired George, in a tone that told
how he trembled to ask the question.
She informed him of their mother's death, of their father's infirmities,
and that he was then an out-door pauper in T----.
He relieved his sister's wants, and, with Louise, hastened to his
birth-place. He found his father almost bedridden--a boarder at
half-a-crown a-week in a miserable hovel, the occupants of which were as
poor as their parish lodger. Old James was sitting reading a newspaper,
which he had borrowed, when they entered; for his ruling passion
remained strong in the midst of his age and infirmities. The rays of
the setting sun were falling on his grey hairs. Tears had gathered in
the eyes of his son, and he inquired--
"Do you know me?"
James suddenly raised his eyes--they flashed with eager joy--he dropped
his paper.
"Ken ye! ken ye!--my son! my son! my lost George!" and he sank on his
son's bosom.
When the first burst of joy had subsided--
"And wha is this sweet leddy?" inquired James, gazing fondly at Louise.
"Your daughter," replied George, placing her hand in his.
I need not further dwell upon the history of the Leveller. From that
hour he ceased to be a pauper--he accompanied his son to Brussels, and
spent the remainder of his days in peace, and amidst many of the scenes
which he had long before read of with enthusiasm.
But, some reader may ask, what became of poor Catherine and her
flute-player? A linendraper's shop was taken and stocked for them by her
brother, and in it prosperity became a constant customer. Such is the
history of James Nicholson the Leveller and his children.
THE OLD CHRONICLER'S TALES.
THE DEATH OF JAMES III.
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