Nuhou, Volume II, Number 2, 18 July 1873 — Untitled [ARTICLE]

Pooii Old MoTHEīi.'-rWhen the Warwick eailed ; a l'ew dayfi ago with a Buiall lot of 3epers on board, i an old :gray-headed woman, who sat on the wharC, | I wailed| piteouely as that've66el hauled away from | < the wharf. Sho wailed out for her tson Kaapuni, I a etou|tjoung iellow, who \vas leaviug her fbrever, j j He wa.e not so affected, and his thoughte were oe- | eupied with his own wantb, and not with the loes | of his ;faithful oM mother, as he called out to her, j if she wouid send him a doi!ar or two to i\lolokai I to huy tobacco with | Bhe pulled a lew dollars 4 from her pocket,,and i cried -Out, you shall have all I have got now ; • i but how sha]l he get it, as the echooner is now a | imndred yarde away froni the wharf. None of | t[ie s tQu.fc men staudiiig by volunteer to lieip, But j the old mother 8 love heed« not the space ofj j water between her aod liei* eou. She throws offl her outer gown, and leaps into the water, and j her old wrinkied arms Hoon poil her alongside, | with one hand she holde on to a rope, whilst thei ofcher one reaehee up to the beloved ton all thej eoin ehe has ; and m ehe takea a last look at him,.! j and her oid tace and gray hairs dripping with : brine, ehe cries out, ss Let me go with my son, or ! let me go down here M But the rope is hauiedj in, and the poor old mother returns to the shore, 1 and waiis and wiil not be eomforted becauseher| on!y son is gone to his grave alive, and she will! | never see hini more. j