She counted the hours as they slowly wore away, thinking that the moment would never come when her eyes should rest upon her dear boy.

As the doctor had not said at what hour he would return from Lexington, there was no period in the day upon which she could fix her mind as that in which she might expect to see her child; but she assumed that it would not be until the after part of the day, and forward to that time she endeavored to carry her expectations.
When Doctor R--parted with her, as has been seen, on the day previous, he was exquisitely pained under the conviction that the child he had met with in Lexington in so deplorable a condition was none other than the son of Mrs.Gaston, who had been put out to Mr.
Sharp at his instance.

Hastily visiting a few patients that required immediate attention, he, very soon after parting with Mrs.Gaston, started in a sleigh for the town in which Henry had been apprenticed.

On his arrival there, and before he had proceeded far along the main street, he observed the child he had before met, toiling along under a heavy burden.

His clothes were soiled and ragged, and his hands and face dirty--indeed, he presented an appearance little or nothing improved from what it was a short time before.