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Chesney Wold

           Ilookedather,butIcouldnotseeher,Icouldnothearher,Icouldnotdrawmybreath.ThebeatingofmyheartwassoviolentandwildthatIfeltasifmylifewerebreakingfromme.Butwhenshecaughtmetoherbreast,kissedme,weptoverme,compassionatedme,andcalledmebacktomyself;whenshefelldownonherkneesandcriedtome,"Oh,mychild,mychild,Iamyourwickedandunhappymother!Oh,trytoforgiveme!"whenIsawheratmyfeetonthebareearthinhergreatagonyofmind,Ifelt,throughallmytumultofemotion,aburstofgratitudetotheprovidenceofGodthatIwassochangedasthatInevercoulddisgraceherbyanytraceoflikeness,asthatnobodycouldevernowlookatmeandlookatherandremotelythinkofanyneartiebetweenus.Iraisedmymotherup,prayingandbeseechinghernottostoopbeforemeinsuchafflictionandhumiliation.Ididsoinbroken,incoherentwords,forbesidesthetroubleIwasin,itfrightenedmetoseeheratMYfeet.ItoldherorItriedtotellherthatifitwereforme,herchild,underanycircumstancestotakeuponmetoforgiveher,Ididit,andhaddoneit,many,manyyears.Itoldherthatmyheartoverflowedwithloveforher,thatitwasnaturallovewhichnothinginthepasthadchangedorcouldchange.Thatitwasnotforme,thenrestingforthefirsttimeonmymother’sbosom,totakehertoaccountforhavinggivenmelife,butthatmydutywastoblessherandreceiveher,thoughthewholeworldturnedfromher,andthatIonlyaskedherleavetodoit.

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