The Abbeville banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1847-1869, 1857-06-18
THE MAN WITH THE BUNDLE.

1 Ou nave met MIN { Burlv, broad
shouldered, little careless both in dress
and gait, as if conscientiously opposed to
precision Of any kind and his face-from
the shining curve of the smooth shaven
chin to the gleam of gold spectaclcs that
sit astride his nose-beam with exhaustless
good humor. About five P. NJ, is his hour,
when you can generally see him heading
as if homeward, and carrying ihitherward a
brown paper enveloped parcel. From long
familiarity with this feature of his PERSONAL
ity, we had come to designate his other
wise anonymousness, as "the man with the
bundle"
1t may have been imagination on our
part, but as we met him the other cold af-
ternoon, his face seemed so absolutely ra-
diant with The heat Of genial bcncvolence,
that we thought the thermometer at the
corner Of Milk street went up two degrees
as he passed. We determined to make an
effort to know more about him.
To-day our desire was gratified. Turn
ing into Marsh's to purchase the goose quill
now between our ingers-wo can't abide
mineral pens-who should be standing at
the counter, closing, at tho same instant,
tho lid of a magnificent writing case and a
bargain for its purchase but our radiant.
faced friend.
"To what address shall we send this 2"
said the clerk, with a tone indicating ex-
treme respect.
Nowhere" responded the purchaser, " I
always carry my own bundles"
eyes sir, but this is heavy, and it will be
\ pleasure to us to send it,
"Young man," replied tho other, "I al
ways love to take something homo at night
to show my wife and children that I haven't
forgotten them while at my business, and
wouldn't give pin to make any body a
present without carried it into the house
myself. want to SEQ 'em take it. Be-
sides, sir, never allow anybody to be
bothered BY sending things home for me,
that I can cary myself. began life by
Juggling about parcels as dry goods
mans boy, and many's the weary mile Of
sidewalk I've trudged to carry yard o
ribbon, or paper Of pins to somabody toe
proud or too lazy to carry it for themselves
haven't forgot my old thoughts, ant
what's more, though times have changed
with me since then, amt ashamed to be
seen in the streets with bundle"
"Yes, sir, but this is heavy"
"No matter, Pm strong," and out he
went, with such glow in his face, that one
could imagine it lighted up the now dim
sidewalk, rods ahead, as locomotive-burn.
er illuminates it's track.
Another we'll known street face passed
him in the door coming in. Purchasing &
congress knife, the new conner said in q
sharp and dictatoria tone, "send it to my
house, (No. fifteen hundred and something
Washington street) Immediately; I shall
want it as soon as get home,"
1.-TWO different men," suggested we, az
the clerk closed the door after him,
"Very," was the reply. "The man with
the bundle is Mr.. -, the honest own,
er of hundred of thousands, and there nev.
or was subscription paper yet that didn't
get his name for something handsome
The other man failed last week-ali there
| was of him tn {ail-and isn't worth bie aolt
but he had rather take the commercial dis.
grace of failure at any time, than the social
disgrace of being seen in the streets with a
bundle"
Two different men, indeed! We shall
take off our hat the next time wo meet Mr.
--, on the sidewalk. Long may he
live and carry bundles to make people hap
py.-Oongregat