The Adopted Son
Did you ever hear of Edson Rogers, the son of a wealthy
farmer in Virginia? This lad died of wounds in the tragic
war between the states. He was a fine specimen of young
manhood, and during those hard days of fighting he had met
Robert Sawyer. They became bosom pals, enduring much
together. Bob was a poor orphan, but Ed came from a
well-respected family.
Near the end of the war Edson was mortally wounded.
Realizing his life was fast ebbing away, he asked Bob to
promise he would go to his parents' plantation and tell them
of their wonderful friendship. But Bob said, "I am only a
poor boy, they will not believe me, they will think I am an
impostor." But Ed had thought it all through and had written
a letter in a very shaky hand. He gave it to Bob to deliver.
Their farewell was sad and sudden.
A few months later the war was over, and Bob timidly made
his way to the Rogers mansion. His clothes were shabby,
which made things worse. But when he explained his visit and
delivered the letter, all was changed. Later, when he
started to leave, the father said, "Bob, you must not go. We
want you here. Edson was our dearest treasure; he was
everything to us. Won't you come to our home and be a son in
his place?"
What an invitation! A poor orphan boy suddenly becoming a
son and heir, to be loved and honored in a home of luxury!
How did it happen? It was Edson's name that made the
difference.
By Roy Allan Anderson, Signs of the Times, July 1966
http://www.pacificpress.com/signs
(Shared by Dale Galusha) Wit & Wisdom - July 27,
1998