Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1857-06-04

UP dfOunu his ears, DultOlcu 10 ClVoc, anu
leaned back against the window in silence. :.
The cars ratified on. What a mind was
there; what giant intellect, sleeping buried I
away from light and usefulness by rub
bish of prejudice, habit and custom-doing !
but half work for want of culture.
"a mute inglorious Milton or rather !
Webster. going about the world, strug-
CLING with his own soul, yet bound by |
chains of ignorance, which precluded his |
doing but moiety of the good it lay in his !;
power to do. Ae
All the way through our long tedious
journey, he had been ever on. the watch to
do good. He gave up his seat by the fire to
an Irish woman and her child, and took
one farther back; soon young girl seated
herself by his side; as the night hours wore
on, and she nodded YEARLY, he rose, spread
his beautiful leopard skin with its soft, rich
lining, on the seat, made pillow of his car
pet-bag, and insisted that she should lie
down and sleep.
What will You do?' said she naively.
Never mind me can stand up and sleep
like Buffalo; Pm used to it. THAT'S sol
A little boy, pulled mp from a sound nap
to give place to incomers, was pacifed
and made happy by a handful of chestnuts
and a glowing bit of candy from the big
mans pocket. When he left the cars foi.
refreshments he brought back his hand full
Of pies, and distributed them among a
weary group. A mother had seven little
children, the eldest not twelve years old,
whose husband and father left the cars at
every stopping place. and returned more
stupid and beastly each time, 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 its prey, because she did not keep her
young ones still, they would disturb ev-
cry body No bit refreshment, no ex-
hilarating draught, no rest from that fat,
cross baby, came to her all the long night,
save when the big man stretched out his
great hands and took her baby boy for an
hour, and let him play with his splendid
watch to keep him quiet.
I'll give you a thousand dollars for
him. said he, as he handed him back to her
arms.
You may have the whole lot for that,
answered the drunken father with a swine
like grunt.
It's bargin,' said the big man, 'provid-
ed the mothers willing
Indade, sir, its not one of them can be had
for money! was the quiet yet determined
response Of the poor mothers heart
How kindly he helped her off the cars,
when at the break Of day they came to their
journeys end.
Thus all night had he been attracting the
attention of the waking ones in the cars.
But his kindness and rough politeness wo'd
soon have been forgotten by the mass of
the passengers, had he not stamped it upon
our memories with his gold
i wonder who he is and where did he
get on what an interesting character.
Education would spoil him. What rich
furs.' Did you notice what a splendid
watch he earliest Hes some great man
iRcog.'
Such were few of thequeries that pass
ed from lip TO lip. But there came no an
swer; for he, who alone could have answer
ed, set crouched in his fur coat, seeming un-
conscious of all but his own deep thoughts.
'Chicago9 shouted the brakeman, and in
an instant all was confusion, and our hero
was lost in the crowd. The next we saw
of him was at the baggage stand looking up
band box for a sweet looking country
girl, who was going to learn the miliner's
trade in the city. AS we passed to our car
riage, we discovered him again, holding an
old man by the hand, while he graspcd the
shoulder of tn. conductor of another train
with the other, getting for the deaf, gray
haired sire the right information as to the
route he should take to get to his darter,
who livel near Muscatine, Iowa.
God bless him for his good dceds.' was
our earnest and heart felt aspiration, as we
whirled round the corner. May his shadow
never grow less, or the gold in his pocket
never diminish, for in his unnumbercd char
tiles and mercies dropped so unostentatious-
ly here aud there, he is perhaps, doing more
good in his day and generation, than he
who donates his thousands to build up
charitable institutions to give honor to his
own name.
OH how much the world needs great
hearts that are able to comprehend little
things-and yet how often it happens that
the lcifueu, Tic Wisc, auu tuc iiCii, outSio"
| the every day wants of humanity, and feel
ing within themselves the power to move
mightily-pass by the humble duties that
would make a thousand hearts leap for JOY
and push on, looking for some wrong to
, right, some great sorrow to be soothed, some
> giant work to be accomplished; and failing
|. to find the GREAT WORK, live and die, incar-
cerated in their own scl6shness, and dc
3 nothing at all.
' This rough mans nature seemed the ma
ture Of the little child. His quick eye saw
at glance; his great heart warmed. and hi
f great hand executed his little works of char
a ity-so small that one would have expect
ed to see them slip through his giant fingers
e unaccomplished-yet were they done. Th'
I angel over the right shoulder will have
I longer column to set down to his aecoun
' of deeds we'll done, than all the rest of TIL
), passengers of that crowded car, on tina
e long, tedious, stormy night in January
4 1856 1e ~.3fs
Judge Taney's Negro Convert.
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