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[00:25.54]It is the month of September
[00:28.42]in the year 1866
[00:30.71]an english gentleman Edwin war
[00:33.25]who was traveling through the north of Ireland
[00:35.49]road home to his family
[00:43.10]I was at the Baleny station the other day
[00:45.85]when I saw a distressing scene
[00:48.25]a company of start young peasants were leaving by the train for Londonderry
[00:52.62]from where they were to take shipping for America
[00:56.61]The whole platform was crowded with their friends and relatives
[01:00.11]all simple rustic folk
[01:02.15]Form hooray headed age leaning upon the staff
[01:05.09]to the unconscious infant crowing in his mather’s arms
[01:09.27]The parting scene was painfully tarting.
[01:32.98]Every eye was drowned in tears
[01:35.78]and wild unrestrained cries of affection
[01:38.82]as they embraced each other again and again
[01:41.77]moved even the porters
[01:43.66]to whom such scenes were familiar.
[01:54.36]As the train began to move slowly away
[01:57.25]2 or 3 of those upon the platform clung[01:59.35]screaming to the carriage stores
[02:03.38]until dragged away
[02:08.27]And amongst the wild out cry that rows who were left behind
[02:13.17]One poor woman fell back
[02:15.26]upon the seat against the wall
[02:17.25]wailing
[02:18.59]oh my darling my darling
[02:21.78]Whilst an old white headed man hard by
[02:24.47]dropped down on his knees
[02:26.56]with up lifted arms cried
[02:29.20]oh may the hand of bliss of god be about thee
[02:33.73]my own son