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An old-fashioned Card-party — The Clergyman’s verses — The Story of the Convict’s Return

           Attheexpirationoftheterm,steadilyadheringtohisoldresolutionandthepledgehegavehismother,hemadehiswaybacktoEnglandamidstinnumerabledifficulties,andreturned,onfoot,tohisnativeplace.

           ‘OnafineSundayevening,inthemonthofAugust,JohnEdmundssetfootinthevillagehehadleftwithshameanddisgraceseventeenyearsbefore.Hisnearestwaylaythroughthechurchyard.Theman’sheartswelledashecrossedthestile.Thetalloldelms,throughwhosebranchesthedecliningsuncasthereandtherearichrayoflightupontheshadypart,awakenedtheassociationsofhisearliestdays.Hepicturedhimselfashewasthen,clingingtohismother’shand,andwalkingpeacefullytochurch.Herememberedhowheusedtolookupintoherpaleface;andhowhereyeswouldsometimesfillwithtearsasshegazeduponhisfeaturestearswhichfellhotuponhisforeheadasshestoopedtokisshim,andmadehimweeptoo,althoughhelittleknewthenwhatbittertearsherswere.Hethoughthowoftenhehadrunmerrilydownthatpathwithsomechildishplayfellow,lookingback,everandagain,tocatchhismother’ssmile,orhearhergentlevoice;andthenaveilseemedliftedfromhismemory,andwordsofkindnessunrequited,andwarningsdespised,andpromisesbroken,throngeduponhisrecollectiontillhisheartfailedhim,andhecouldbearitnolonger.‘Heenteredthechurch.Theeveningservicewasconcludedandthecongregationhaddispersed,butitwasnotyetclosed.

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