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The mother's heart had been bursting-pent up as it were and this allusion to her withdrew the floodgates of its sorrow; she spread out her arms, and fising up approached her husband, and throwing them about his neck, exclaimed, in tones of the most penetrating grief, "O, Torley, Torley, my husband, was she not our dearest and our best?" The husband embraced her with a flood of tears.
Agent, nor his bloodhounds, nor the cowld and bitther storm that beat upon your poor head, an' you dyin' you don't fear them now, my brave boy you neither feel nor fear any of these things now, Torley, my son! "'No mother, he says 'all we want now is to have you wid us. Our hearts long for you, and why do you stay away from us? Oh! come mother dear, for we're waitin'!
Decline then set in, and the handsome and high-spirited Torley O'Regan, lay patiently awaiting his dissolution, his languid eye dim with the shadow of its approach. From the moment it was ascertained that his death, early and unexpectedly, was known to be certain, the grief of his parents transcended the bounds of ordinary sorrow.
Brian, my darling, come and kiss your own Torley that keept you sleeping every night in his bosom, and never was properly happy without you kiss me when I can feel you, for I know that before long, you will kiss me when I can't kiss you Brian, my darling life, how loth I am to lave you, and to lave you all, father to lave you all, mother."
"'There is something here that I love; but nobody will tell me what it is no, not one. No matter, I know I love something I know I love somebody somebody and they love me but now will no one tell me where they are? Wouldn't Hugh come to me if I called him? but sure I did, and he won't come and Torley, too, won't come, and my own poor white-head, even he won't come to me.
Torley," she proceeded, sustaining a dialogue that proceeded, as it were, out of the accumulated affection of a heart whose tenderness shed its light where that of reason failed, "Torley, my manly son, your young cheek is not pale now, nor your eye dim you don't fear the hard-hearted.
Sleep quiet and contented in your graves my father and Torley and poor Brian! As we had no law for us in this country I was his law I was his justice and so may God prosper me, if there is not a heavy load taken off of my heart by the fate that has come on the villain by my hand!"
The boy soon afterwards opened his eyes, and fixed them with the same peaceful and affectionate smile upon his parents. "Torley," said the mother, kissing him, "how do you feel, our flower?"
Their second child, and his little brother, together with the eldest, who for two or three years before had been at service in England, were all that had been spared to them the rest having died young. This second boy was named Torley, and him they loved with an excess of tenderness and affection that could scarcely be blamed.
"I hear it all, now," said Torley, "the cries and the shouting, the screechings and the well, you need not be afeared; put poor Brian in with me, for I know there is no Irishman but will respect a death-bed, be it landlord, or agent, ay, or bailey. Oh, no, father, the hand of God is upon us, and if they respect nothing else, they will surely respect that.
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