Maumee City express. [volume] (Maumee City, Ohio) 1838-184?, 1839-11-09

| A Cry INCIDRNT.--Whie the bells were
on Monday evening, ringing the fire alarm,
and the streets were full of crowds and con-
fusion, we met little lad in a great state
oftribulation. A host Of boys wero about
him, and to their honor be it spoken, mono
Of them were insulting, what must have
appeared to them but ridiculous grief: he
was bewailing the fact that he had lost his
way. "My mother" he said, " is dying Of
the consumption, or else | should not be
here" AS he did uot beg, the connexon
Of his mother's illness with his wandering
could not readily be traced; nor could he
give such description of her residence as
would enable any one to find it. The Di-
rectory was silent upon the subject ; and
just as the little chaps case seemed more
difficult than ever, he said that his sister
lived in Anthony street, and if he could on
ly be shown that street he could find her.
We called to hlm to follow and wo would
lead him there, and theh, for the first time
by his cropping about, perceived that he was,
as he afterwards expressedit, "a little blind.
We took his clay-cold, clsmmy hand in
ours. Fright had stopped the circulation
Of his young blood, and it seemed asif we
had dead child by the arm. In few mi
nutes he became reassured, and frightful
chill gave place to burning heat The
sympathy between human beings let them
be as widely separated as tyrant custom can
dictate, must occasially make itself felt
Accident lifts the veil of concealment from
the homes of the unfriended poor, and those
whom God had blessed with competence and
comfort are taught to appreciate their own
happiness. and to feel for the woo which
seeks concoalment in by-places.
"Sir," sad the lad, "if you will only
show me to Anthony street, can find the
way" "But Thought you were blind"
"Oh, only little just them We let go
his hand, and he stumbled first against one
passenger and then against another. Again
we took him by the arm for there grew
mystery about him which increased in inte-
rest as it increased IN perplexlng crcum'
stances. At length we reached Anthony
street, ,and the indistinct vision Of the lad ad-
vised him ofthe fact. He begged to be left
to pursue his way alone with SO much earn
estness that we thought it best to give the
lad trial, but still kept our eye upon him,
and found, as we feared, that he could not
get on. In q few moments he was near
being trampled to death, and we found it
necessary to take MIN by the am again. II
was with mingled reluctance and submission
that he suffered US to resume his guidance.
When he reached what he supposed was
distance enough, he groped at the door of
large house. We supposed that his sister
might be there at service, but he pronounced
it not the place. We conducted him to the
next and the next, with like ill-success. At
length he declared he had found the house.
a blind in the pannel ofthe door opened, for
the cautious inmates to look through, and
see who might be at the portal. 1t opened,
the lad skunk in without word, the sistor
uttered graceless expression of thanks,
and the do0r was abruptly closed in our face.
Here then was IN explanation Of the poor
lads unwillingness. Here was an explana-
tion of the sentence at which we were at
first puzzled /" If my mother was not sick,
| should not te here" was his formula Of
apology for residing IN such a place, and
being indebted to charity, Of which even
his uninformed mind could be ashamed
Poor little fellow ! our heart bled for him.
Terrlbe--terrible is the reflection that
the sin Of one can ruin the peace of a whole
family. The mother sinking under the de-
gradation Of the daughter; the father in his
grave, to which, perhaps, he had been hur
ried by the failure Of his hopes in his children
the tatherless boy living on the wages Of
his sisters sin and blushiug deep scarlet
at the mention Of the name Of his benefac-
tresr. Can the faithfu!ness of the widest
imegidat!on invent horrors greater than
these 2 Truly,
"Truth is strange, stranger than fiction"