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AN unassuming little village is B ,<br />
THE VISION<br />
OP<br />
OLD ANDREW THE WEAVER.<br />
in one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Midland<br />
counties <strong>of</strong> England, seldom visited by travelers, as<br />
being out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> line <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> greater th<strong>or</strong>oughfares, and possessing<br />
no feature <strong>of</strong> interest beyond <strong>the</strong> simple beauty <strong>of</strong> its fields<br />
<strong>of</strong> a few detached<br />
and <strong>or</strong>chards. At present it consists merely<br />
clusters <strong>of</strong> neatly thatched cottages, each seeming to repose<br />
amid <strong>the</strong> foliage <strong>of</strong> a luxuriant mass <strong>of</strong> fruit trees: and grouped,<br />
without any regard to <strong>or</strong>der, around <strong>the</strong> lower slopes <strong>of</strong> a gentle<br />
hill, from <strong>the</strong> tops <strong>of</strong> which <strong>the</strong> taper spire <strong>of</strong> its good old<br />
<strong>church</strong> soars high al<strong>of</strong>t, as if protecting, at once, and asserting<br />
its auth<strong>or</strong>ity over <strong>the</strong> abodes <strong>of</strong> its children <strong>the</strong>re below.<br />
<strong>The</strong> size and beauty <strong>of</strong> this relic <strong>of</strong> times gone by, seems to<br />
indicate that at one period a much m<strong>or</strong>e numerous and wealthy<br />
population must have been ga<strong>the</strong>red around it than at present;<br />
and <strong>the</strong> same is evident from <strong>the</strong> extent <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>church</strong>yard, and<br />
<strong>the</strong> many grass-grown mounds scattered through <strong>the</strong> meadows,<br />
well known to be composed <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> debris <strong>of</strong> masonry.<br />
In fact, not so long since as that <strong>the</strong> existing generation had<br />
lost <strong>the</strong> tradition <strong>of</strong> its prosperity, B had seen far better<br />
days than it could hope f<strong>or</strong> again. Ere <strong>the</strong> revolutions <strong>of</strong><br />
trade and <strong>the</strong> rapid perfection <strong>of</strong> machinery had concentrated<br />
manufactures in <strong>the</strong> large towns, a thriving fabric <strong>of</strong> linen<br />
cloth had furnished employment and happiness to its cottagers.<br />
And <strong>the</strong>re was one yet remaining amongst <strong>the</strong>m who could<br />
himself remember <strong>the</strong>se better times, when from <strong>the</strong> <strong>church</strong>crowned<br />
hill, from beneath <strong>the</strong> green lime trees that belted <strong>the</strong><br />
grave-yard, it was pleasant to look down on <strong>the</strong> fields around,<br />
here blooming with <strong>the</strong> azure blossom <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> flax, <strong>the</strong>re glisten-<br />
ing with <strong>the</strong> new-made cloth, spread f<strong>or</strong>th in strips <strong>of</strong> dazzling<br />
whiteness, to bleach in <strong>the</strong> sun's rays; and to listen to <strong>the</strong><br />
shock <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> loom and <strong>the</strong> rattle <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> shuttle, and <strong>the</strong> gay<br />
Bongs that came f<strong>or</strong>th from <strong>the</strong> wide-open do<strong>or</strong> <strong>of</strong> every<br />
cottage.<br />
Old Andrew, <strong>the</strong> weaver, could well recollect those days and<br />
scenes; f<strong>or</strong>, amidst that bli<strong>the</strong> 'and contented generation, he<br />
had been <strong>the</strong> bli<strong>the</strong>st. But he had seen <strong>the</strong> looms, one by one,<br />
grow idle; und his companions, one by one, go f<strong>or</strong>th to seek<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir f<strong>or</strong>tunes elsewhere; <strong>or</strong>, one by one, carried up <strong>the</strong> hill to<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir beds beneath <strong>the</strong> old lime trees, and now he was <strong>the</strong> sole<br />
remaining relic <strong>of</strong> those so happy times.<br />
Yet he still clung to his loom, though year by year <strong>the</strong> imp<strong>or</strong>tations<br />
<strong>of</strong> cheap machine-made linen kept diminishing <strong>the</strong><br />
demand f<strong>or</strong> his craft; he still tried to carol f<strong>or</strong>th his old fav<strong>or</strong>ite<br />
ditties, though his voice was growing thin and rough with<br />
sge aye, and it must be said, with s<strong>or</strong>row; and he loved to<br />
tell <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> days when he was <strong>the</strong> first among <strong>the</strong> boys at foot-<br />
ball and <strong>the</strong> race, and <strong>the</strong> most admired, and <strong>the</strong> most fav<strong>or</strong>ed,<br />
too, at <strong>the</strong> dance on <strong>the</strong> green on <strong>the</strong> summer evenings; but<br />
<strong>the</strong>n, sometimes, <strong>the</strong> tear would steal down his cheeks whilst<br />
he was speaking, <strong>or</strong> he would break <strong>of</strong>f suddenly in his tale,<br />
and hasten back to his once smiling but now desolate cottage,<br />
murmuring to himself, "It's all over now, it's all over now."<br />
And <strong>the</strong> villagers one and all knew old Andrew, and <strong>the</strong>y<br />
loved him, too; and <strong>the</strong>y would stand f<strong>or</strong> hours toge<strong>the</strong>r to<br />
listen to his st<strong>or</strong>ies; and <strong>the</strong>y wished with him that <strong>the</strong> good<br />
old times would come back again, but sighed with him, too,<br />
s <strong>the</strong>y said, "<strong>The</strong>re was no hope o' that." And it was <strong>the</strong>y<br />
had given him <strong>the</strong> name <strong>of</strong> Old Andrew, <strong>the</strong> weaver, f<strong>or</strong> he was<br />
in truth now <strong>the</strong> only one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> craft, where erst all had been<br />
weavers.<br />
But <strong>the</strong> industry <strong>of</strong> even his loom had begun to Bag. Says<br />
and days would pass by, whilst it was still; and <strong>the</strong>se intervals<br />
<strong>of</strong> idleness kept growing m<strong>or</strong>e frequent and longer. Even<br />
when <strong>the</strong> old sound was heard in <strong>the</strong> cottage, it seemed languid<br />
and dull, and <strong>the</strong> shuttle flew lesa swiftly and less joyously.<br />
Each day Andrew saw his bread diminishing. He had generally<br />
had a bit f<strong>or</strong> any beggar that strayed to his do<strong>or</strong>, and<br />
many a one had gone away blessing him f<strong>or</strong> his charity; bat<br />
now his cupboard was almost always empty, f<strong>or</strong> his decreasing<br />
employment, even with <strong>the</strong> help <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> charity which he wa<br />
fain to receive from o<strong>the</strong>rs, barely furnished him with his daily<br />
meal. He f<strong>or</strong>esaw that soon he must come upon <strong>the</strong> parish a<br />
galling thought at all times, and to all; f<strong>or</strong> <strong>the</strong> pittance which<br />
<strong>the</strong> law f<strong>or</strong>ces men to dole out, brings with it none <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> sympathies<br />
<strong>of</strong> charity to soo<strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong> wounded feelings <strong>of</strong> him who<br />
receives it. But at this period, and f<strong>or</strong> Andrew, it was still<br />
m<strong>or</strong>e terrible. In <strong>the</strong>ir mistaken philanthropy, <strong>or</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir w<strong>or</strong>ldly<br />
wisdom, <strong>the</strong> rulers <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> hind had just changed <strong>the</strong> laws f<strong>or</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong> relief <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> po<strong>or</strong>; and caused in every district those un-<br />
sightly piles to be erected, now so conspicuous in <strong>the</strong> vicinity<br />
<strong>of</strong> every considerable town, and which are at once recognized<br />
as <strong>the</strong> "Union W<strong>or</strong>khouses." One <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>se had, a sh<strong>or</strong>t time<br />
bef<strong>or</strong>e, been finished f<strong>or</strong> <strong>the</strong> district to which Andrew's village<br />
belonged; but it was at a long distance, and if he was to make<br />
use <strong>of</strong> its shelter he must leave not only his cottage but <strong>the</strong><br />
very lanes and fields that were so dear to him, to go into fresh<br />
and far less beautiful scenes, amid strangers. <strong>The</strong>n <strong>the</strong> neighb<strong>or</strong>hood<br />
was full <strong>of</strong> surmises and rep<strong>or</strong>ts about <strong>the</strong> misery <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong> new prison f<strong>or</strong> as such it was universally regarded by<br />
those f<strong>or</strong> whom it was pr<strong>of</strong>essedly built. <strong>The</strong> village rung<br />
with st<strong>or</strong>ies <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> insults and hardships endured by some who<br />
had been f<strong>or</strong>ced to take up <strong>the</strong>ir abode in it. Doubtless <strong>the</strong>re<br />
was considerable exaggeration in <strong>the</strong>se rum<strong>or</strong>s; still, in truth,<br />
<strong>the</strong>re was much to startle a tottering old man in <strong>the</strong> prospect<br />
bef<strong>or</strong>e him; and <strong>the</strong> addition, in this particular case, <strong>of</strong> a strict<br />
and unbending board <strong>of</strong> guardians and a harsh master at <strong>the</strong><br />
w<strong>or</strong>khouse, left him but little hope <strong>of</strong> exemption <strong>or</strong> comf<strong>or</strong>t.<br />
But <strong>the</strong>re was yet ano<strong>the</strong>r thing that pressed<br />
still m<strong>or</strong>e<br />
heavily on <strong>the</strong> old man's mind. Andrew was a Catholic; and,<br />
as far as conviction and a love f<strong>or</strong> his religion went, he was a<br />
sincere one. We cannot say that, in his earlier years, he had<br />
shown himself a very pious one. <strong>The</strong> gaiety <strong>of</strong> youth, and his<br />
own village accomplishments, had led him into much dissipation<br />
<strong>of</strong> mind, and into many negligences which now he regretted.<br />
But he had always been punctual to bis Sunday<br />
duties; he had occasionally at least, nay, with tolerable regularity,<br />
approached <strong>the</strong> holy sacraments; and though thoughtless<br />
and hasty, and over fond <strong>of</strong> amusement, still he had not<br />
been an habitual drunkard <strong>or</strong> a libertine.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re were, however, many things that he looked back to<br />
with s<strong>or</strong>row. Now that age had taken away <strong>the</strong> wishes and<br />
<strong>the</strong> powers <strong>of</strong> youth, <strong>the</strong> old lessons <strong>of</strong> his childhood came<br />
back to his mind in a new light, and told him <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> necessity<br />
<strong>of</strong> preparing f<strong>or</strong> ano<strong>the</strong>r change, and <strong>of</strong> doing it by making<br />
amends f<strong>or</strong> <strong>the</strong> past. So it was now his delight to trndg, in<br />
<strong>the</strong> m<strong>or</strong>ning, to <strong>the</strong> little chapel on <strong>the</strong> opposite side <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
hill; both to assist at <strong>the</strong> Holy Mass, and have a few w<strong>or</strong>ds <strong>of</strong><br />
consolation and advice from Fa<strong>the</strong>r Peter: and at least once in<br />
<strong>the</strong> month he approached what he now regarded as his viaticum<br />
<strong>the</strong> bread sent from heaven, to conduct old men such as him<br />
thi<strong>the</strong>r. j<br />
But <strong>the</strong> road to <strong>the</strong> w<strong>or</strong>khouse lay just in <strong>the</strong> opposite direc-<br />
tion from that to <strong>the</strong> chapel; and he fnlt that if once he entered<br />
its walls, he must give up all hopes <strong>of</strong> ever again assisting at<br />
<strong>the</strong> Holy Sacrifice. And though he knew that Fa<strong>the</strong>r Peter<br />
would not fail to visit him, yet it must be seldom, and, perhaps,<br />
when he most wanted him, those at whose mercy he<br />
would be, would care little to send seven <strong>or</strong> eight miles f<strong>or</strong><br />
him. Oh !<br />
it was a bitter and a dreary thought; yet each day<br />
it grew upon him each day <strong>the</strong> necessity <strong>of</strong> taking <strong>the</strong> fatal