The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1853-12-01
- From the New York Sunday Times.
THE NEWS Boys HOME.
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v5 have not been in this great city long
and having of late years been accustomed
to observe nothing, but quiet all around
me. was at first almost deafened by the
continual tumult, excitement, and untrans.
lateable jargon of this modern Jerusalem
i soon became hardened to these things.
however, and have now TRANQUILITY set
tied down with the patient reflection thai
SO long, as my present pursuit obliges me
to remain in q city where wealth, poverty
. SIM ,profusion, misery, and other anti
podes, exists all together, may as well
make myself contented and preserve my
equanimity. ~ aaa.
l was lounging the other day, in acom-
Portable cushioned seat in the reception
room of the hotel where am stopping,
thinking overvarious matters, and endeav-
oring to amuse myself by studying the
physiognomies of the strangers scattered
about the apartment, when a little rag
ged boy approached me. Is: aag7, ssp
"Buy paper, sir?'' said he half tim
idly--'flri6nne, San, Tines"
,zs"Nol' said with considerable gruff-
ness of manner. In fact he hadainterrup-
ted me in the midst Of mental specula-
tion relative to an individual with mus
tache and foreign appearance who had
thatinstant entered the room, and whose
occupationI was endeavoring to surmise
at the time the boy spoke to me. The
contest in my mind was aninteresting one,
because had determined that the indi-
vidual with the mustache was either
French cook ora California gambler,
and the matter was undecided But
the ragged boy didn't "move off, - as my
manner seemed to indicate was to me de-
sirable--he only looked at me implo-
ringly.
PLEASE sir" said he, beseechingly,
while the tears know he tried to keep
back would come, and, overfowing his
clear blue eyes, trickled down the sallow
ckeek and fell fast upon the papers in his
hand.
Hard-hearted as / felt was, the ap-
peal sent pang through my callous bo-
som. looked at the child more closely.
He was certainly not more than eight
years old, and, despite the ragged condi-
ton of his trousers and course texture of
hisshirt, there was an appearance of clean
illness about them both which somehow
seemed to whisper in my ear that holy
sound mother" But was mistaken.
In the boys face l saw the unmista-
kable CLEAN of intelligence which God
only can give and man cannot take away.
But, there, it was misdirected, useless
ray-unknown, uncultivated; and, if the
future should develope it, how strong the
probability was that it would prove a curse
to him and to Misunderstanding aid to
crime and furnishing perhaps another vic
tim for the gallows! - ~
All this time the subject of my thoughts
stood patiently before me. He must have
CLEANED encouragement from my look in
some way, for he had dried his tears upon
the sleeve of that coarse shirt, and looked
smilingly and hopefully in my face. And
it was an honest look, tool read truth in
every flash of the bright eye, and honesty
inieach laughing wrinkle. Your inuate
scoundrel never laughs-he cannot. It
contradicts his nature.
l bought paper of the boy, and with
another smile and roguish shaking of the
curly head, which said, as plainly as
words. Il kaew you would!'' he went
around the room, asking each of its surly
inmates the same question he had SO des-
pondingly put to me, and meekly bearing
all the gruff refusals. Stop-did say
dW Not SO; for one gentleman sitting op-
Poslte me-yes, true gentleman, in
homespun coat-bought two papers of the ,
little fellow and gave him whole shilling
for them; and he wouldn't let him get
change in order to give back all but the
price of the papers-I heard him tell him
to keepit it all. He spoke in a whisper, but
/ heard him, for all that, and when l look
ed as if could have risen from my chair
and hugged him to my heart for it, he
blushed and looked confused, as if he had
done something he felt ashamed Of, and ,
then told the little boy, in a very cross /
tone, to "Be off! what the devil did he
want there?" and opened one of the pa 3
pers in great haste as if he were in tre-
mendous hurry to read the news. AS he
held it up SO as to cover his honest manly
face from my view, could see that the
paper was upside down; but not because
he could not read-no indeed. IN
When addressed in the manner l have
described, by the gentleman in the home /
spun coat, the child looked at him wonder l.
fully for full minute, and | saw his little T
lip culver and his eyes fill again with tears; a
but another timid glance at the good hu-
mored countenance seemed to comfort !
him; and brushing away the tears, he &
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