Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1857-07-31

'nS 3 i5@eiIiS OOAAesA VI AIS sAaSSy Coab up
around his ears, buttoned it close, and I
leaned back against the window in ST.
Ience.
The cars ratified on. What a mind
was there, what giant intellect sleeping
buried away from light and usefulness
by rubbish of prejudice, habit and Gus
tom, doing but half work for want of cul-
ture.
"a mute, inglorious Milton" or rather
Webster, going about the world, strug-
gling with his own soul, yet bound by
chains of ignorance which precluded his
doing but moiety of good it lay in his
power to do. All the way through the
long, tedious journey he had ever been
on the watch to do good. He gave his
seat by the fire to an Irish woman and
her child, and took one farther bach, soon
a young girl seated herself by his side.
As the night hours wore on and she nod
ded wearily, he rose, spread his leopard
skin, with its soft, rich lining on the seat,
made a pillow of his carpet bag, and in
sisted that she should lie down and sleep.
"What will you do ?" said she naively.
"Never mind me- can stand up and
sleep, just like buffalo I'm well used
to it. THAT'S SO p
A little boy pulled up from sound
nap to give place to incomers, was paci-
fed and made happy by handful of
chestnuts and glowing bit of candy,
pulled out of the big mans pocket. When
he left the cars for refreshments he
brought back handful of pies, and dis
tributed them among the weary and way
worn looking group. A mother and
seven little children, the eldest not twelve
years old, whose husband and father left
the cars at every stopping place and re-
turned more stupid and beastly each oc-
casion, scolding the little tired restless
ones with thick tongue, and glaring his
furious red eyes upon the poor grieved
victim of wife, like tiger upon his
prey, because "she did not keep, her
young ones still they would disturb
everybody" No bite of refreshment, no
OzAi-;I:---+---o I---qyl+,- I,esf from thai
cross, fat baby, came to her all that long
night, save when the big man stretched
out bis great hands, and took her boy
for an hour, and let him play with hi
splendid hunting watch to keep him quiet
an give you thousand dollars TO
him." said he, as he handed him back t
his mothers arms.
"You may have the whole lot for that,
e answered the drunken father, with
y swine-like grunt.
dts bargain" says the big mai
le "providing the mothers willing"
VI sIndeed, sir, it's not one of tboHi ca
y be had for money" was 'he quiet yet d'
re termiped resro-se of the mothers hear
of u-~ Kindly he helped her off the cal
Il when, at the break of day, they came
= their journeys end.
. Thus all night he had been attractin
the attention of the waking ones in Il
II cars. But his kind and rough politene
,t would soon have been forgotten by Il
7 passengers had he not stamped it upc
Ia our memories by a supply of his gold.
20 81 wonder who he is" and "where d
Il he get on?" "What an interesting cha
to acter." "He's nobody's fool-knows mo
than he lets on" Education would sp
.tv him." "What rich furs.'' Did y
-er notice what splendid watch he carries
vs ''He is some rich man incog."
lid Such were few of the queries Il
= passed from lip to lip. But there cal
tn, no answer; for he who alone could ha
get answered sat crouched in his fur &C
Ike seeming unconscious of all but his o
,ur deep thoughts.
i've "Chicago" shouted the brakeman,
you in an instant all was confusion, and
Her hero was lost in the crowd. The n
S we saw of him was at the baggage sta
her looking up band box for sweet look
AXE country girl, who was going to learn
- milliner's trade in the city. As
but passed to our carriage, we discovered
me; again holding an old man by one hs
ade while he grasped the shoulder of the I
her ductor of another train with the OF
has getting for the deaf, grey-haired sire,
e a right information as to the routehe sh'
,r- take to get to "his darter," who lived /
Muscatine, Iowa.
for 'God bless him for his good dee
reat was our earnest aspiration, as we viii
llled round the corner. May his shadow NJ
; his grow less, or the gold in his pocket
bill minish, for in his innumerable char
g to and mercies dropped SO unostentatic
we'll here and there, he is, perhaps, doing
- oa5 80 he dow and oenaration tha