The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1857-11-25
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for long, weary journey by stage coach.
Amid ali their discomforts they had one
great blessing. The youthful driver was very
cheerful, and seemed intent on making his
passengers as much so as lay in his power.
Many weary mile over wretched roads was
beguiled by his merry whistle or lively song
the rains poured, the horses Jagged. but heard
above the winds was the carrolled air Of
/" Home, Sweet Home" or the bir,l-like
whistle Of !" B!ue-eyed Mary" Oh. il is such
a Joy to see another satisfied and happy in
his lot and with his toll 1t makes the low
ly look up in hope, and the lofty look down
in humility--it makes the millionaire honor
his driver or his lootman.
Now that is the bright side of our young
stage driver why must there be two sides
to everything? Before the party halted,
after the first days journey, the jaded hor-
ses thought they had gone as far as profita.
BILE and it was contrary to their sense Of
right that they were pressed on. Our hero
on the box coaxed, whistled, patted, and at
last whipped them, but still they dragged
heavily on while at length, losing all pa
tience, the pleasant sounds that had cheered
the insiders were changed. There did not
seem to be passion in the tones, but, having
tried all other motives to speed, the driver
now began to swear, as if profanity could
inpel forward worn out horse. go" and
" Jesus" that /" dearest Of all names above"
were repeated with shocking frequency aud
Some of the passengers were
unmoyed, but others could say with the pro-
phet, " The reproaches OF them that reproach-
ed Thee, fell upon me-
Among the passengers was an aged MN.
ister. He said nothing at the time. but when
they stopped Cor the night he made himself
quite familiar with the young driver. asking
him questions about his business and his
horses, and ,nanilesting interest in all that
he found interesting to him
When ready 10 start at break OF day, he
asked permission 10 sit on the box, that he
might see the country and talk with him
"for," he said, 'sI'm very lond of the COM
pany Of young men," This familiarity and
condescensioI completely won the heart OF
this would.bc.Jehu and in the kindest man
ner he gave all Information in his power to
the old gentleman.
you're a munster, are your he asked
after a little while
"Yes, my friend, am Baptist minis
ter"
"A Baptist minister. are you" he cried;
81 why my mothers baptist; and when |
get home I'll tell her about you = and strong
| iliaI love beamed in his eye.
"Then your mother is Baptist--is she a
good ,conarl 2" asked the Old man.
"Indeed she is, sir" replied the affection.
ate son | owe her everything; don't know
single thing which she did not teach me-
Are you sure Of that, my young friend :
eyes, sir, for my father died when wa.
very small, and left US poor. Wewere three
or four miles from school, and as was her
all, sir, she couldn't trust me SO Tar from hrr
all dsy. So she taught me at home till We
moved away from there and then ! was old
enough 10 90 10 work. Yes, sir, will tel
il TO her credit--she taught me all know Z
Did she teach you 10 sUedr, my s1n!''
cried the old gentisman, cad eiappmg biz
hand heavily ON the drivers shoulder. Tel
!, me, did you mother teach you TO swear /:
! The youth looked thunder-struck. He colo
ed deeply and hung his head in silence.
.Colne, my son" said the minister, " y
have told me that your mother was Ba
: tist want to know whether she is the rig
kind Of Baptist, or not-did sac teach 9
10 sicedr ~ ii.
The young driver now looked up; the
Y was none Of that dcgged insolence which !
sometimes see in persons who have been Jul
Iy removed no look of defiance. No, ev
in his sin he showed the gentle touches
that humble mothers moulding hand.
"pm mortified, SIR" he said, /" that y
heard me swear last night TO my horses.
was very tired and very anxious 70 reach i
"And did your horses feel the cath ma
than the whip, my friends We, inside, cou
not discover that they we're at all iniiaenc
by IT," said the minister.
"I)t course not, sir; and as TO my moth
teaching me to swear, she does not know u
ever took a profane word on my lips.
hone she never will know 4 Tor believe
would break her heart. know as well
any minister can teach me that swearing i
low aud wicked, as we'll as useless praetie
hat I've been thrown into good deal oI
company in nv business, and have iallen
10 the habit, hardly knowing when ! do
forget when lose my patience"
"Do You forget when at home with y
mother e.
.Neyer her presence forbids i. GO,
not swear in her bearing"
"And set you can do 50 IN the presence
the God you insult, Of the Saviour who d
for youp; replied The old man. God {
give The child Ofa praying mother tor s.
impietyr
aSif. / declare, with Ills help, that
have heard my last OATH" said the yvu
man, deeply moved.
when lcfi my daughters house. ;
the minister. "she put noble great loal
fruit cake ii my trunk. When We par
will give il TO you fJr presen, Tor Jour
ther. IL you will promise to tell her how
rot i. aud all the particulars Of our y,
view. Confess yoar sin TO her and 70 9
and That. my sou, will enable you to \
your good resolution. n,
The driver promised TO do 50, and
hat was never heard TO use a coarse or
fame word. Oh. what mighty power DO,
Christian mother still exercise oirrher te