Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1850-1854, 1854-04-07
For The Telegraph.
A Short Story with a Moral.


family, generally.
We found him, as comfortable as calf
in the richest kind of clover-seated in
an easy rocking chair-his feet occupying
another chair-a well-trimmed lamp, top
ped W tn clear fame, on nicely polish
ed stand beside him-and the latest pa
per in his hand-with lots of miscellany
within reach. Fortunately the terms Of
intimacy between u.s. made it entirely un-
necessary for him to disturb his easy po-
sition on account of our entrance, and
merely inviting us with a pleasant smile,
to help ourself to chair-he finished de-
vouring the paragraph on which he was
engaged.
Mrs. Smith, the very personifcation of
neatness, with countenance every line
of which betokened kindness, and anna
bility-was industriously attending to
her various duties, taking time only to
pass with us the usual compliments of
the evening,
We entered into conversation with
Smith, and found him entertaining as
usual, and as usual from the plenitude
of his Notwithstanding against
the various kinds Of tyranies and oppres-
sions under which our brethren were suf-
fering in various parts Of the earth. The
indignant eloquence our friend Smith
poured upon these offenders, would have
drought down the house" in meeting
called to consider the woes Of the race,
and would have given him very eleva-
ted niche IN the temple of philanthropy.
We felt as if Smith was almost wasting
his sweetness on the desert air, in having
so small an auditory-and found ourself
involuntarily devising various schemes,
by which to bring him out, " and there
by remedy the worlds woes.
Our meditations were interrupted by
our estimable friend calling to his wife:
"AIary my dear amt it getting little
chilly here? Don't the fire want little
mcnding?"
My dear" appealed to- dropped her
work in an adjoining room, and made her
appearance. She did not know but it
was a little cool, and proceeded forthwith
TO mend the fire, with apparently the
best spirit in the world.
My friend Smith relieved himself of
another chapter of animadversion upon
the tyrants of the earth-stopping only
to cry out again.
MARY my dear, may trouble you for
glass of water"
The glass of water was forthcoming in
most kindly manner, with the inquiry
whether she could do any thing else?
Smith did not think of any thing else
just then, and having wet his whistle, y
proceeded again at >, 10 pace.
1t was but few moments however,
until he thought of something else of a
most trifing nature, and Mary was oblig-
ed to dump the baby, as we could hear
into the cradle, and let it fret itself at il S
leisure, until my friend Smiths wants
were ministered to.
All this time | noticed my estimablc
friend scarcely changed his easy position
except to make himself easier and as we
thought, did not notice at all the unceas-
ing activity Of his partner in attending to
her regular duties, and ministering to his
wants.
Opportunity occurring-and being
nthe most friendly terms with Smith. we
Yentured to hint to him what we had OBJ
served, and suggested that he was carry
Ing his war against tyrrany into a very
remote Africa, and very gently intimated
to him, that whilst he was in the business
of depoSing tyrants, | could suggest one
near at hand on which he could expert
ment.
why bless your soul" said he chow
ignorant you are of the first principles of
bencvolence and philanthropy. That wo-
man loves me as She does her own life.
1t is real pleasure for her to do all these
things for me, and is purely out Of con-
sideration for her, that it is permitted"
We left, profoundly impressed with the
cheap and convenient character Of our es-
Unable friends philanthropy, and Won
dering if there were not more like him
in the world.