The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1851-06-28
Il Scene to be Remembered.


''Thcre is something good in human nature after
all."-BrLwER.
A few years ago, while passing over
the Pennsylvania State Improvements,
the writer was witness of one of those
scenes ofgenuinekind- heartedness which
make the heart thrill with an unuttera.
bic blessing and fill the mind with the
involuntary consciousness that there is
something of the angel still" in our
common nature.
At point this side of the mountains,
where occurred the trans.shipment of
passengers from the west, was moored
canal boat, waiting the arrival of the
train ere starting on its way through to
the East.
The captain Of the boat, tall, sun.
embrowned man, stood by his craft, SUI
perintending the labors of his men,
when the cars rolled up; and few mo-
ments after, a party of about half doz-
en- gentlemen came out, and deliberate
ly walked up the captain, addressed him
in something after this wise: "Sir, We
wish to go on east-but our further pro.
gress to-day will depend on you. In the
cars we have just left is sick man,
whose presence is disagreeable. We
have been appointed committee by the
passengers to ask that you deny that
man a passage in your boat. If he goes
we remain-what say you 7"
"Gentlemen," replied the captain, II
have heard the passengers through their
committee. Has the sick man a repre-
sentative here! TO this unexpected in
terrogatory there was no answer, when
without a moments pause, the captain
crossed over to the car, and entering be-
held IN one corner, poor emaciated
worn-out creature, whose life was near
ly eaten up by that canker worm, Con.
sumption. The mans head was bowed
in his hands, and he was weeping.
The Captain advanced and spoke kind
ly to him. "Oh! sir!" said the SILVER.
ing invalid looking up, his face now lit
with trembling expectation, ''are you
the captain-and will you take me
God help me The passengers look
upon me as breathing pestience, and
are so unkind. You see, sir, am dying
but oh ifl am spared to reach my
mother, shall die happy. She lives in
Burlington sir, and my journey is more
than half performed. ANA poor prin.
ter, and the only child Of her in whose
arms | wish to die !"
"Yod shall go :" replied the Captain,
"it | lose every passenger for the trip!"
BY This time, the whole crowd of pas
sengers were grouped around the boat,
with their baggage piled up on the path
and they themselves awaiting the deci-
sion of the Captain before engaging their
passage. A moment more and that de-
cision was made, as they beheld him
coming from the cars, with the sick
man Graded in his stout arms. Push
ing directly through the throng with his
doing burden, he ordered a mattress to
be spread, in the choicest spot in the
boat, where he laid the invalid with all
the care of a parent. That done, the
captain directed the boat to be prepared
for starting. But new feeling seemed
to possess the astonished passengers
that of shame and contrltion at their in.
humanity.
With one common consent they walk.
ed aboard the boat, and, in a few hours
after, another Committee was sent to the
Captain, entreating his presence among
the passengers in the cabin.
He went; and from their midst arose
an aged white haired man, who with
the tear drops starting in his eyes, told
that rough, sun-embrowned man; that he
had taught them all a lesson-that they
felt humbled before him, and that they
asked his forgiveness.
1t was touching scene. The foun-
tain of true sympathy was broken up in
the heart of nature, and its waters swell
led up, choking the utterance, and filling
the eyes of all present.
On the instant purse was made up
for the sick man, with generous con-
tribution from the Captain, and the poor
invalid was started with "God-speed ~
on his way home, to die in the arms of
his mother!
The true hearted Captain of that boat
was Gen. Samuel d. Harms, and the above
incident is worth remembering.
Blair County Wing.
EvENING.-There are two periods in the life
of man in which the evening hour is peculiarly
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