BROWN OF BIRMINGHAM.

On my way to Liverpool, I took the route by Birmingham--with the

intention of breaking my journey in the latter city.

I had two reasons for this. I wanted to see the great city of iron

foundries; and, still more, my old mate--Brown, the convict--who had

worked along with me on the diggings of Avoca.

The morning after reaching Birmingham, I went in search of the place,

where Brown had told me to enquire for him.

Just before his departure from the diggings, he had seen a man fresh

from Birmingham; and had learnt from him, that a young fellow--with whom

he had once been acquainted--was then keeping a public-house formerly

much frequented by his father.

The old convict had said, that from this tavern keeper he should be able

to learn all about his family; and had directed me, in case of my ever

coming to Birmingham, to inquire for himself at the same address.

I found the tavern without much trouble. It was what might be called,

either in Birmingham or Glasgow, a "third class" public-house; but would

not have been licensed for such a purpose in any other city.

I saw the landlord; and requested him to give me the address of "Richard

Brown." After some hesitation, my request was complied with.

On proceeding to the place, I had the good fortune to find my old mate

at home.

I had no occasion to regret paying him this visit: for the happiness it

seemed to cause him, was worth making a long journey to confer.

"You are the only one," said he, "to whom I told my story in the

colonies. You remember with what little hope I returned home; and I

know you are just the man to be pleased at what I have to tell you."

"I am certainly pleased," said I, "at what I already see. I find you

living in a quiet, comfortable home; and, to all appearance, contented."

"Yes," joyfully answered Brown, "and I am all that I appear, even more

happy than you can imagine. But I must tell you all about it. On my

return, I found my mother still living, and in a workhouse. My brother

was married; and had a large family--fighting, as he and I used to do,

against death from starvation. I did not go to my mother in the

workhouse. I did not wish to meet her there, in presence of people who

could not have understood my feelings. After learning that she was

there, I took this house; and furnished it on the same day. My brother

then went to the workhouse, took our mother out of it, brought her here,

and told her it was her own home, and that everything she saw belonged

to her. He then explained the puzzle--by bringing us together. The

poor old lady was nearly mad with joy; and I believe that I was at that

moment the happiest man in England. I am not certain, but that I am so

yet. The pleasure I have had in placing my mother beyond the reach of

want, and in aiding my brother--who only required the use of a few

pounds, to enable him to make a comfortable living--has far more than

repaid me, for all the hardships and sorrows of the past."

Before I parted from him, Brown opened a door, and called to his mother,

requesting her to come in.

When she entered the room, I was introduced to her, as a friend who had

known her son in Australia. She was a respectable-looking woman, about

sixty-eight years of age; and her features bore an expression of

cheerfulness and contentment that was pleasant to behold.

"I am greatly pleased to see thee," said she, addressing herself to me,

"for thy presence here tells me, that my son had friends amongst

respectable people when far away."

I took this as a compliment; and was as polite to her, as I knew how to

be.

Brown informed me, that he was then engaged in the hay and corn

business; and was making a little money--enough, he said, to prevent the

gold-dust he had brought home with him from getting scattered.

Notwithstanding what he had done for his mother and brother, he expected

to find himself at the end of the year worth as much money, and a little

more, than when he landed in England.

I know not what others may think of the incident here described; but I

felt upon parting from Brown, that it had been worth all the trouble I

had taken to call upon him; and I will, at any time, again undergo the

same trouble to be present at a similar spectacle.

Under the guidance of my old mining partner, I visited many of the great

manufacturing establishments of Birmingham; and, after seeing much to

cause me both wonder and admiration, I proceeded on my journey to

Liverpool.

Volume Three, Chapter XXX.

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