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Then he looks all about him, just as if he were reckoning up the odd bits of things; still he says nothing. `Sammul, said I, `won't you take your tea, lad? for it were all ready for him on the table.
John was on the other side of his wife holding her other hand. "You know, John," she said with a smile, "I only gave you the one hand when we were wed, so our Sammul's a right to t'other. And now, tell us all, Sammul dear, from the very first. You needn't be afraid of speaking out afore our John; he knows all as we know, and you must take him for your brother."
"Father, father!" cried Betty, rushing into the house, "come hither; here's our Sammul come back." "Eh! What do ye say? Our Sammul come back?" exclaimed a well-known voice, and Johnson hurried out and clasped his son to his heart. "Eh! the Lord be praised for this," he cried, with streaming eyes.
I wonder he didn't find me out. But I'm used to the name now. I hardly know myself as Samuel." "And which must we call you?" asked Betty, with a merry twinkle in her eyes. "Eh! fancy, `Uncle Jacob, `Brother Jacob. And yet it's not a bad name neither. I were reading in John to our Sammul t'other day about Jacob's well that were gradely drink; it were nothing but good spring wayter.
"We never got no letter from you, Sammul," said his sister; "there was a man as would have seen as we got it, if any letter had come for us arter we flitted." "I never wrote; but I ought to have done; it were not right," replied Samuel; "and when I see'd it were my duty, it were too late for writing, for I were coming home myself."
You've driven our Sammul out of the country; and you'll be the death of our Betty, and of me too, afore you've done." "Death of you!" shouted her husband, in a voice as loud as her own. "And what odds then? No conduct in my drink! And what have you had in yourn? What's there to make a man tarry by the hearth-stone in such a house as this, where there's nothing to look at but waste and want?
"Ay, do, Thomas," cried his wife; "and you must just tell him that he mustn't heed what you said to him and Betty last night; it were only a bit of a breeze. Oh, what'll our Betty say when she finds our Sammul gone; she will fret, poor thing. Make haste, Thomas, and tell the poor lad he may please himself about the teetottal."
"Yes, Sammul," said Betty, laughing and crying at the same time; "but I made a bargain with John, when we swopped hearts, as I were to leave a little bit of mine left me still for fayther and our Sammul." Thomas Johnson looked at the whole group with a face radiant with happiness, and then said, "The Lord bless them. They've been all good childer to me."
"Oh, mother, mother! it cannot be, it cannot be! he wouldn't leave us so! Oh, Sammul, Sammul, what must we do? It's the drink has done it fayther's drink has done it! I shall never see you, Sammul, any more! Mother," she suddenly added, dropping the apron which she had lifted to her streaming eyes, "where's fayther? Does he know?" "Yes; he knows well enough; he's off to your Uncle John's.
Her dress, all patches, scarcely served for decent covering; while her poor half- naked feet seemed rather galled than protected by the miserable slippers in which she clattered along the pavement, and which just revealed some filthy fragments of stockings. "No, Alice," was the man's reply; "I haven't seen anything of your Sammul."
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