Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Wayne County, Ind.) 1831-1837, 1833-05-11

IN 1873 Ia the Crystal, f1ttsDufg-T'
We have thought it her best production
and far superior to many Of the prize tale
now going the rounds, and which receiv
50 nuch pulling.
THE SOLDIERS SON.
.SaALL take your baggage, Sir
said an intelligent looking boy TO
traveller, who had just landed at ON
Of our eastern cities. 'My servan
takes charge Of it, replied the gentle
man, but struck with the peculiar in
terests OF his countenance, as the boy
!. retired, he Hung him piece Of none,
The boy looked at it with hesitation
and his pale cheek Redeemed to Grim
son. Picking it up at length, he ap
preached the traveller with an air Of
embarrassment. ~Excuse me, sir,
sought employment, not aims" ''rrue.
my little dOn," said the gentleman.
laughing, ..out you will not return SO
very tribe on my handsg The boy
stood a moment in silence. His young
spirit evidently recoilcd from the idea
ofappropr,atiOg the humiliating gift,
and be remained twirliDg it in his Tin
gers. There was an expression Of
mingled haughtiness and gratitude in
his wrought features, and his slender
form assumed all the irregular atti-
tudes Of INDIGESTION. At this moment
a oeggar approached them, and his
countenance frightened. ''Permit
me- he said, gracefully bowling to the
traveller, 'spermit rye to transfer your
bouatys,' and presenting the unlucky
coin 20 the humble 'nendicant, he in
stantiy disappeared. This little Incl
dent made strong impression on the
mind Of the stranger, and two days af-
forwards he distinguished the elastic
figure Of the boy among group oil
laoourers. Pleased at again seeing
him, he immediately approached him.
'sIMay / ASK your name, my young ac-
auai,tance!'' he inquired iii a tone Of
|k,,.dness. "Alyah Hamilton" replied
the boy, and he still continued to ply
the instrument of labor with bateiess
diligence. Our traveller whose name
was Courtney, looked at him with i's-
creas,.g interest. The extreme beau
" Of MS countenance its marked ex-
preston Of nigh aid noble feeling,
strongly contrasted with the coarsness
of dress, and the rudeness OF ms enl-
ploy n,ent. ".lave you PareDts! liz
CURED hlr. Courtney. 81 have yet a
father.'' "And hat is his vocations'
ale is a worn out soldier, sir, OF the re-
voiutlon;" and the boy applied h'm-
self 10 mis- task with an intensity that
seemed Intended to prevent further in-
terros.tion. The tenacious Court
rev. however, was not to be shaken
of ..;)o you live with your iatnerF
he continued. s'Certai,iy, s'r.' . And
where,'' The boy pointed in silence
to a decayed and misera lie looking :
dwelling. Mr.. Courtney sighed. A
keen November blast, which at that I
moment whistled around him, told the I
inadeouacy OF such SHELTER 4 soldier.
he mentally exclaimed, 'and perhaps $
his blood has been shed to secure the {
rights Of those who revel in luxury"
few hours after ards, he knocked 5
at the door Of the shattered haDitation. I
II an interest in the father had been
already awakened by the son, It was al {
once confirmed by the appearance Of {
the old man, now before him. He $
had raised his head slowly fiom the :
staff on which he was leaning at the Z
entrance Of the stranger. and discover /,
ed q couutenance where the lines Of I
sorrow and suffering were distinctly
traced. Still there was something IN
his high, though furrowed brow. that ;
told his affinity with tn. proud Alvah;,,
and the ravages Of intirmity had not
yet altogether robbed his wasted form
Of the dignity Of the soldier. "Will
you pardon the intrusion Of a stran-
ger?" said Mr.. Courtney. Il have
been led hither merely 10 chat an hour
with a revolutionary veteran. ";le
who comes to cheer the solitude of !.
darkness must be welcome said the ,
old man: and Mr.. Courtney now per- ,
ceis ed that he was utterly blind! The :.
events Of the revolution afforded am :.
easy clue to conversation, and they ;:
chatted without effort. Il would,'' :
said Mr.. Courtney, 'Athat every one
who assisted in our glorious struggle ,
might individually share the prosps re
" it has confirmed to our nation. II.
fear, however, there are mary whose
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