The man was not in the least disturbed by the
merriment of the others, but again turning to me continued:
"As I was a tellin' ye, an older brother an' mesilf crossed the sea to
Ameriky, an' the first year we arned money enough to fetch over the ould
folks, and we are now livin' altogether agin, in the city uv Montreal,
where we have a nate little home uv our own as your two eyes could
light upon." The friendly talk of the Irishman both amused and cheered
me. How true it is that kind and sympathizing words never fail to cheer
the desponding heart.
CHAPTER VIII.
We had written to Uncle Nathan, informing him of the day on which he
might expect my arrival; and at the time appointed he drove over to
Fulton, the small village two miles from his farm, where was the
railway-station. As I stepped from the car I eagerly scanned each face
among the crowd to see if I could find any one whose appearance answered
to my ideas of Uncle Nathan, but for some time I could see no one whom I
could suppose to be my unknown relative.
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