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A STRANGE -CHANCE. 409
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+ Chapter, Iii.
Tlie boy thus addressed gazed with wonder at the stranger who had " Do so spoken take to thi him s . boy for your son ? " asked George , weak as he
. you was , half raising himself as he spoke . _"Is it not my son ? " she exclaimed said . with emotion
" and "He for looks the sake like of your that son resemblance , " George , ten years , ago strong , when I found , child the charity of
hima sweet little outcast , dependent upon a tender , -hearted womanwho had scarcely bread enough for her own childrenmuch less for , a stranger , I brought him home with me ,
myself and since , Miraculous that day resemblance God has given that him has parent even deceived s in Elizabeth a"mother and !"
" For . mercy ' s sake , " said Augu , sta , in strange excitement , " come nearer , boy ! If you are not the son I took you for , you must be mind —"
Spring A sudden ing upri thoug ght ht in at bed this , he moment asked , " flashed You spoke into George of a child 's lost . !
Was "No it b no y death ! " said ?" Augusta . "No , no ! He was stolen from us ,
carried , away ; and though .-we sought for him , as you know how we that should could first never strugg intensity gain le to trace of reclaim suffering or tiding so precious which of him seemed a more portion to . make We of life ourselves have impossible outl , ived we ,
but a constant grief has been in our hearts . "We have felt all the woes which miht befal our poor little lost one , and our arms have
g been " Merciful ever stretching God ! " hel exclaimed plessly after George him " !" should this boy be he ! "
the Charles fireand was its standing name sprang now before up bri Augu ghtl , y sta , full ; Elizabeth y revealin had g the stirred faces
of both , . As they stood confronting one another , to the eyes of to George Augusta and it Elizabeth was broken the in likeness upon-by was the positive traits of and other comp and lete dearer , but
lineaments . Simultaneously with her cry of recognition , a deep exclamation burst from the lips of George , and he sank backwards drew
her upon the to bed her . Elizabeth heartAfter sprang a momentary towards him fit , as of Augusta coughing , as
son . followe George d withdrew it . Elizabeth the handkerchief saw it , and with from a half his - mouth shriek , of a affri dark g t stream ! and
in atone of bitter reproach , exclaimed , " See , see , Augusayou have killed him ! " " Peace , peace , my sister ! " said George , graspmoment but contentment
ing and ing ! peace Whil hand ! e No I th pain oug there ht th no is a death t nothing my life ! onl in was y this wonderful so desolate , unlooked , behold , -for God bless had
closing placed in hour my an hands instrument a sacred of and joy tender , the medium charge , making of peace me to in a long this for !
could and weary not have travail been of s more orrow intimatel ! I have could y served not connected have it asked with the more dearest ! Gd
has portion been of bountiful my life ! to I could me far not beyond hope ! And more this purel dear y boy o , ' F _F
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A Strange -Chance. 409
A STRANGE -CHANCE . 409
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Feb. 1, 1861, page 409, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01021861/page/49/
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