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Updated: June 23, 2025
I went to our old place and opened the door. There were none but strange faces. `Where's Thomas Johnson? says I. `Who do ye say? says a woman as was by the hearth-stone. `Thomas Johnson? he don't live here. `Where does he live then? says I again. `There's nobody o' that name in Langhurst, says the woman. It were night when I got there, so I wasn't noticed.
Then we rolls up some old bits of stuff into a bundle, and lays 'em on my bed, and puts the old coverlid over 'em. Then Job and me leaves the house, and locks the door; and that, Sammul, is last I've seen of Langhurst." "And what about the thunder and lightning as scorched out the letters?" asked Samuel. "Only an old woman's tale, I'll be bound," said his father.
I wished to be as dead to all as had gone before. It were the third day arter I left Langhurst that I got to Liverpool. I were very foot-sore, and almost famished to death, for I hadn't had a gradely meal since I left home.
There were, of course, other abstainers in Langhurst besides the Brierleys, and these backed him up, so that by degrees his tormentors began to let him alone, and gave him a space for breathing, but they never ceased to have an eye towards him for mischief.
"Yes; I've heard about it," replied her brother sadly. There was a long pause, and then Samuel asked, "Did you know as I'd been back to Langhurst?" "No," replied his father; "we heard as a stranger had been asking about me and mine, but nobody knowed who it was."
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