Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1857-08-13

land around my mothers old cabin, for the
place where I'd lain her bones was sacred,
like Well, in the course of time, it turned
up in the middle of Chicager. couldn't
stand that, I loved my old mother too well
to let omnibusses rattle over her grave, so l
cum back about fifteen years ago, and quiet
ly moved her away to the buryin' ground !;
and then 1 went back to Texas, and wrote to
an agent to sell my land. What cost few
hundred to begin on, sold for over forty thous-
and-if I'd kept it till now, 'twould have
been worth ten times that; that's SO but l
got enough for it.
I soon turned that forty thousand into
eighty thousand, and that into twice as much,
and so on, till I don't know nor care how
much I'm worth that's so. I work hard,
am the same rough customer, remember
every day Of my life what my mother taught
me never drink nor fight; wish 1 didn't
swear and chaw; but them's got to be kind
o'second natur' like, and the only thing
troubles me is my money-haven't got no
wife nor children, and I'm going now to
hunt up brother and his folks. If his boys
is clever and Industrious, amt ashamed of
my big boots, and old fashioned ways, and
his gals is young women and not ladies'; if
they help their mother and don't put on
morn two frocks day, why then, I'll make
'em rich, every one on 'em
"Now, gentlemen, faint often I'm led to
tell on myself after this fashion; but these
old places where trapped when I was a boy,
made me feel like child again-and I just
felt like telling these youngsters here about
the changes and chances fellow may meet
in life, if he only tries to make the most of
himself
"But, boys" said he, turning to party
Of young men, 'there's something better
than money. Get education. Why, boys,
if had as much larnin' as money, I could
be President in 1857 just as easy. Why,
could buy up half the North and not miss
it out of my pile. Get larnin'; don't chaw
tobacco; don't take no liquor, don't swear,
and mind your mothers that's the advice
of a real live Sucker; and if you mind what
1 say, you may be men, (and it amt every
feller that wears a goatee and breeches that
is man, by long ways.) Foller out her
counsels; never do thing that will make
you ashamed to meet her in Heaven. Why,
boys, I never done bad thing but heard
my mothers voice reprovin' me andI nev-
er done good thing, and made good move,
but I've seemed to hear her say, That's
right, Jack;' and that has been the best of
all. Nothin' like a mother, boys; nothin'
like mother-that's so"
All this had passed while waiting to wood
just out of Chicago. The great man was
swelling with emotions called up from the
dark shadows of the past; his big rough
frame heaved like great billow upon the
ocean. Tears sprang to his deep set and
earnest eyes-they welled up to the brim-
and swan round asking to be let fall as trib-
utes to the love of the past But he choked
them down, and humming snatch of an
old ballad, he thrust his hands down into
his pockets, walked back to the end of the
car, pulled the gigantic collar of his shaggy
coat up around his ears, and leaned back in
silence
The cars ratified on. What mind was
there, what giant intellect, sleeping, buri-
ed away from light and usefulness by rub
bish of prejudice, habit and custom-doing
but half work for want Of culture.
IA mute ingorious Milton" or rather
Webster, going about the world struggling
with his own soul, yet bound by the chains
of ignorance, which always precluded his
doing but moiety of the good it lay in his
power to do.
All the way on our tedious journey be had
been 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 a carpet bag, and insisted
that she should lie down and sleep.
"And what will you do?" asked she,
naively.
"Never mind mel can stand up, and
sleep like buffalo; I'm used to it. That's
So"
A little boy, pulled up from sound nap to
give place to incomers, was paci6ed and made
happy by handful of chesnuts and glow
ing bit of candy out Of the big mans pocket.
When he left the cars for refreshments, he
brought his hands full of pies, and distribu-
ted them among the weary passengers.
A mother and 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 fu-
rious red eyes upon his poor grieved victim
of wife, like tiger upon his prey, "be-
cause she did not keep her young ones still D.;
they would disturb everybody" No bite of
refreshment, no exhilarating draught, no
rest from the fat cross baby, came to her all
the night long, save when the big man stretch
ed out his great hands and took her baby
boy for an hour, and let him play with his
watch to keep him quiet.
"Tll give her a thousand dollars for him."
said he, as he handed him back to his moth