[{"node":{"title":"Hanna260","Collections":"Part Three","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna260","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Death, Father","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna260","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Hanna260_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff255\n\nand walked behind it the polite conventialinal distance,\nwhen they turned home again, and left the relatives\nto convoy it to the graveyard. They had put in an\nappearance not so much to pay their respects to the\ndead man, as to Death itself.\n\nBut there was one visitor to Rathard that afternoon,\nwho entered the house without restraint or question.\nSarah, who had been watching the straggling group of\nneighbours from the window, was surprised to see a\nyoung clergyman entering the close. \"Andra!\" she called,\n\"Andra, go and tell Hami a minister\u2019s coming up to the\nhouse!\" Andrew came and looked over her shoulder. \"Ye\nneedn\u2019t worry\" he said. \"Hamilton knows. He sent word\nto him yesterday. It\u2019s the new minister - but he was\nto meet us at the graveyard.\"\n\nAs she haerd the clergyman approaching the door,\nSarah turned to meet him. He paused for a moment on the\nthreshold and then came forward with outstretched hand.\n\"We haven\u2019t met, I know. But I've heard of you.\" Sarah\ntook his hand gropingly, her eyes fixed on his face.\nThat they had met, was the thought uppermost in her\nmind, and it brought with it painful memories and echoes\nof the past. The round pleasant face of the young man\nbeamed down on her. \"You think you remember me, perhaps?\nMany people here do. My name is Sorleyson - my father\nwas minister at Ravara once.\"\n\n\"Ah, I remember now,\" said Sarah, releasing his\nhand. \"But you were never in this district afore, Mr\nSorleyson?\"\n\n\"No, I was born a year after my father left here.\"\nHe looked around questioningly. \"Is Mr Echlin about?\"\n\n\"Come wi\u2019 me,\" said the woman, and led him towards\nthe lower room. \"Andra\u201d she called to her son. \"You and\nMartha and Joe may come, too.\"\n","Type":"Text"}}]