The Kanzas news., 1857-10-17

cum back about fifteen years ago, and moved
her to the burying ground; and then / went
back to Texas, and wrote to an agent after.
wards to sell my land. What cost a few
dollars to begin ON, sold for over forty
thousand if I'd kept it till now, would
have been worth ten times that; that's so,
but got enough fort. / soon turned thai
forty thousand into eighty thousand, and thai
into twice as much, and so on, till dom
know nor care what I'm worth that's So
work hard, am the same rough customer
remember every day of my life what my
mother taught me, never to drink or fight,
wish / didn't swear and ehaw, them's got &c
be a sort of second natur' like, and the only
thing that troubles me is money-haven't
got no wife nor children, and I'm going to
hunt up my brothers folks. If his boys is
clever and industrious, amt ashamed of my
big boots and old fashioned ways, and his
gals is young women, not ladies if they
help their mother, and don't put on more'n
two frocks a day, I'll make them rich every
one of them.
sNow, gentlemen, faint often I'm led to
tell on myself after this fashion; but these
old places where trapped when was a
boy made me feel like a child agin, and
just felt like telling these youngsters about
the changes and chances a 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 learning as money, could
be President in in 1860 Just easy. Why
1 could buy up half the North and not miss
it out of my pile. But get learning; don't
chaw tobacco; don't swear, and mind your
mothers-that's the advice of real live
Sucker; and if you mind what say, you
may be men some day, (and it amt every
feller that wears goatee and fine breeches
that's man, by long ways. Follow out
her counsels; never do anything that will
make you ashamed to meet her in heaven.
WhyA boys, l never done bad thing but
heard my mothers voice reprovin' me; l
never done good thing and made a good
move but I seemed to hear her say, that's
right, Jack and that has been the best of
all. Nothing like mother, boys nothing
like mother-that's So"
All this had passed while waiting tn wood,
just out of Chicago. The great man was
swelling with emotions called up from the
dark shadows of the past his big, round
frame heayed like a billow upon the ocean.
Tears sprang to his deep-set and earnest
eyes they welled to the brim, and swan
round asking to be let fall as tributes to his
he choked them down, and, humming a
snatch of an old ballad, he thrust his hands
down into his pockets, walked to the end of
the car, pulled the gigantic collar of his
shaggy coat up around his ears, buttoned it
close, and leaned back against the window
in silence.
The cars ratified on. What mind was
there; what giant intellect, sleeping buried
away from light and usefulness by rubbish
of prejudice, habit and custom-doing but
half work for want of culture. GA mute,
inglorious Milton,'' or rather Webster, 60
ing about the world struggling with his own
soul, yet bound by the chains of ignorance
which precluded doing but a moiety of the
good it lay in his power to do.
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 further 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 viii you do 90 said she, naiEely
"Never mind me-I 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 pacifed by a
handful of chesnuts and glowing bit of
candy out of the big mans pocket. When
he left the cars for refreshments. he brought
his hands full of pies and distributed them
among weary group. A mother and seven
little children, the oldest not over twelve,
whose father and husband 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 a wife, like a tiger
upon his prey. because she did not keep
her young ones still they would disturb
No bite of refreshment, no
rest from that fat, cross baby, came to her
all the long night, save when the big man
out his great hands and took the
baby for an hour. and let him play with his
splendid watch to keep him quiet.
'.I'll give thousand for him." said he,
IS he handed him back to her arms.
"You may have the whole lot for that,
the father, with swine-like grunt.
..It's bargain % said the big man, ''pro-
vidin' the mothers Yillin''
"Indade, sir, it's not one of them that
could be bought for money. +" was the quiet,
determined response of the mothers heart
How kindly he helped her off the ears
when, at break of day. they came to their
journeys end.
Thus all night be had been attracting the
attention of the waking ones in the cars
But his kindness and rough politeness would
soon have been forgetten by the mass of