The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1853-07-07
CHAPTER III.
A MEETING IN THE STREET.

CHAPTER III.
A MEETING IN THE STREET
Nearly fourteen years after the occur
currence of the events recorded in the
foregoing chapters, young man very
coarsely clad was seen pushing a hand
cart through fremont Street, when care
less teamster, who was staring stupidity
at the panorama, of life moving before
him, ran his ponderous wheels against the
hand-cart, which was wrecked instantly.
What shall I do?' exclaimed the own
er of the hand-cart.
What is the matter, my good man.?
inquired a gentleman, who was walking
on the pavement near by at the time of
the accident
why, sir, my cart is broken, and a
costly mirror, which I was directed to take
to Shawmut Avenue, is broken into a
thousand pieces
you have been unfortunate, and [ for
one, am wiling to give you lift,
You are very kind, sir
What will it cost to repair the cart?'
sAtleast FIVE dollars replied the por-
ter. ae~
Here is " said the gentleman.
THANK you sir. Your generosity will
be appreciated during lifetime
1T strikes me- continued the generous
gentleman, that your conversation gives
evidence of educational advantages sell
dom possessed by men in your humble
sphere of lifek
Y Uu are right, sir. have been Hbcr-
orally educated My good father, who
is now in his grave, spared neither pains
nor expenses in his efforts to cultivate
my mind.
Strange, indeed, that you do not pur-
sue an occupation less laborious, and more
profitable
Mine has been an cventful life, sir
Although I am a young man, have ex-
hausted a fortune left to me by my father
My old acquaintanccs, when they ascer-
tanned the real state of my pecuniary en-
barrassments, cruelty cut me in the street.
When my cash and my credit were gone,
saw before me but two alternatives. l
knew that [ must work, or starve, so /
concluded to turn over new leaf-stop
gambling, which has been the cause of
my ruin, and begin life with hand-eart
as my father did
Pray, what is your name? I think |
have seen you before
Ihave assumed an alias, for obvious
reasons
Your voice and face forcibly remind
me Of one Of my school companions, re-
marked the gentleman,
I do not wish to be recognized OBJ
served the porter.
DO not deem me impertinent, when I
ask if you did not attend the Common
School, on H Street, fourteen years
ago?'
i did, was the reply.
You attended Harvard College after
wards?'
I did
Your name is George Burton, son of
! the Hon. George Burton
Say SO in whispers, for l have forfeited
all claims to the name. But, who are you
pray?'
used to sit by your side in school.
SO you did; and now l recollect you
won the gold medal on that memorable
day we were SO roughly examined.
Your honorable father, blessed be his
memory, helped me to obtain classical
education.
Often have l heard him speak of
James Conner, but I have forgotten the
fact that he assisted you. Are you pro-
fessional MANI
No, am merchant, and if you will
accept situation in my establishment, |
shall be most happy to give you lift
In the course of our conversation you
have use the word lift twice, md each
time / have been reminded of the fact,
that when boy at play on the Boston
Common, not more than a stones throw
from this very spot, | once refused to lift
bundle to your shoulder; and | distinct
lly recollect how my checks crimsoned
with shame when that amiable lady, Mrs.
Curtis, gave.you a helping hand
DO you recolleet that Mrs. Curtis had
daughter named Agnes?' inquired Mr..
Conner.