"At eleven o'clock we heard the summons, 'All aboard!' and were soon
again on our way. We dined at Prescott, and then still westward we
travelled until midnight.
"All was mercy. For Sidney, our little delicate child, we feared the
cold night-air would be too much, so the cry went upwards for
guidance with regard to this precious orphan, whose story was so
touching. A Christian widow had sheltered his mother from the streets
when the child was but two weeks old, and had kept him for five
years, but now, her failing eyesight rendering her unable to support
him, with a breaking heart she gave him up to us. All my desire now
our journey was ending was to keep from making one special
attachment, yet his delicacy drew us all more than ever to him.
"Owing to a telegram not having been delivered, about midnight one
of the trying incidents of this part of our journey unexpectedly
occurred. On arriving at Belleville, after awaking our sleeping
family, we found neither friend nor conveyance awaiting us. Mr. Merry
walked the mile to the Home, and soon our waggon was ready to take
back a few of the most exhausted ones, whilst our car was shunted to
a siding for the night.
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