Eaton Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1843-1856, 1856-03-06
[From the Ohio Farmer.
Tho Upkind Reply.
NJ RoSELLA.

az do not think il is a selfish act II occu-
py this whole seat myself, as am 10 travel all
this long, warm day." said 10 the lady near.
est me, one suliry morning, as took the out
Of The way end seat, in the cars at Buffalo for
Albany.
dt erisinly not" wss The reply, as put my
shawls, books, papers, fan, bOquet, &C., in
one end, and nestled myself down in the other
soon wearieG Of conversation and reading and
had sunk into fiful slumbeT, when gentle
top on my shoulder, and low "peose Miss"
made me wake with q sudden start.
The car was filled 10 overnOwing, and
newly arrived party had enteied, and pale
little woman with iretlul baby in her arms,
stood ask ng permission 10 SIT reside me-
With more Of pi y Than Of pleasure, | shared
my seat with her, yet spoke but few words,
and suklly forhore taking the restless little
creature. 10 eoSe her poor, wearied arms; but
merely Smoothed lis yellow hair, and patied
It's pale, baby cheeks, and said Mary was
good and sweet name.
F1r my own comfort had opened the win
dow that might more distinctly catch those
picturesque views that fitted by US so quickly
that they seemed like glowing pictures, with
out one nnprriec ton 10 mar, when my atten
tion was drawn 10 my companion, who was
necessarily coughing.
al do wish YOU would let down that win.
dow" she said, "the coal smoke makes my
cough so much worse"
am ashamed TO confess it now, but felt
the angry blood burn in my cheek, and
! flashing OF h. eyes, as replied, ''l am quite
SICK, aud so weaIied, aud troubled, and hun
cry, ihltSty, and crowded, and here you come
as n intruder, and WOULD keep from me the
mie OF cool, fresh air, that am trying 10 get
, Do you think you are doing as you would be
| done by" said t0n,y, and without waiting
! for a repIy, rose and was letting down the
window with an angry crash, as naughty
child would slam door SHUT, when she laid
! her moor, wasted little hand Gu my arm, and
said, "Oh don't do il MfR," aud burst into
! tears, and Ieaned her head down on her baby,
and cried bitterly. The woman in my heart
was touched, but putting on The injured air OF
q martyr, compressed my lips, aud took up
| paper pretending 10 reed. Pretty soon my
ewes grew so dimmed could not SCI without
crushing The tears often, aud resolved 10 ask
her pardon lor my unkindnesS, but minute
after minute gllded away, and We soon reach
ed her place of destination, and she rose TO
leave. rose too, and the words were on my
, lips, when gentleman came 20 assist her out.
She turned her gentle and fearful eyes upon
me, with sad expression, and bowed so
sweetIy that my hand was almost uproiSed 10
appesI 10 the forgiveness, the words we're iuSt
dropping from nv lips, but she %as gone, il
was loo la e, and |, woman with wUman's
heart, waS left with that singing little barb
sticking in il, and the sweet words and was
ted lille hand that alone could remove 1t,
were gone from me forever. | sank back on
my Sc Gt and wept bitterly.
The gentleman returned from assisting her,
and as the car was full, he took the place she
he'd vacated. | inquired who the lady was,
aud he replied, "her home is in Wis onsin,
and she had returned 10 ihe home Of her child
hood 10 die. The whole family Of broihe rs
and sisters died Of consumption, and she, the
last one left, is going, too."
Oh! turned away suck OF heart, and tried
10 shut our from remembrance That pailld, ap-
peslimg face as | resolved, and le-reSolyed,
rever again in this poor life Of mine 10 speak
another unkinl word.