Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 19
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 19
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
“His wife was astonished, and his family were astonished; and in
the afternoon he took down the neglected and dust-covered Bible,
and read a chapter aloud—though certainly not from any correct
religious feeling. But he had made the resolution to reform, and he
had learned enough to know that reading his Bible was a necessary
and excellent helper towards the accomplishment of his purpose. It
was the happiest Sabbath his family had ever spent; and his wife
said that, even on her wedding Sunday, she was not half so happy.
“But, the day twelve months from that on which he had seen the
splendid furniture, the rich, carpet, the gorgeous mirror, and the
costly plate, arrived. It was a summer morning, and he requested
his wife and children to dress before seven o’clock. During the
last twelve months, his wife and his children had found it a
pleasure to obey him, and they did so readily. He took the arm of
his wife in his, and each of them led a younger child by the hand,
while the elder walked hand in hand before them; and they went
on until they came unto his former house of call; and standing
opposite it, he said unto his wife—
“‘Now, old woman, thou and the little ones will go in here with me
for five minutes, and thou shalt see something that will please
thee.’
“So they went into the house together, and Tom the mechanic found
his old associates seated around the room as he was wont to see
them twelve months before, just as though they had been fixtures
belonging to the establishment: and as he, with his wife and
children, entered, his former companions rose, and exclaimed in
wonder—‘Ha! Thomas! what wind has blown thee here?’ For, though
they called him merely _Tom_ before, he had _Thomas_ from them now.
And, as the landlady entered and saw a well-dressed man and woman,
with seven clean and well-dressed children around them, in her
tap-room, she wondered exceedingly; for their appearance contrasted
strangely with that of her other customers amongst whom they were
seated.
“‘Why, don’t you know me, Ma’am?’ inquired Thomas, observing her
look of curiosity and wonderment.
“‘Why, I can hardly say as how I do, sir,’ she replied; ‘and yet I
am sure I have seen you somewhere.’
“‘That you have, Ma’am,’ answered he; ‘I am your old customer, Tom
Such-an-one.’
“‘Lack me! is it possible!—and so you are! Why, what a change
there is upon thee! thou art quite a gentleman turned. And is this
lady thy wife, and these thy children? Well, now! how smart you
have them all! How in the world do you manage it?’
“‘O Ma’am,’ said Tom the mechanic, ‘nothing in the world is more
easy—the _fools’ pennies_ which I before gave to buy your fine
carpets, your mirror, and your silver plate, _I now keep in my own
pocket_.’ So saying, he bowed to her, and wishing her good morning,
with his wife’s arm in his, they and their children left the house
and returned home. Such,” added Hannah, “is the true story of Tom
the mechanic.”
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