M'arthur Democrat. (McArthur, Vinton County, Ohio) 1853-1865, 1857-07-02

ry feller that wears a goGtoe ana
breeches that's man by long ways
Foller out her counsels; never do a
think that will make you ashamed to
meet her in heaven. Why, boys, |
never done a bad thing but | heard
my mothers voice reprovin' me; and
| never done a good thing and made
q good move, but Pye seemed to hear
her say, What's right, Jack" and,
aTbats best ofalI.p Nothing like a
mother, boys; nothin' like a mother
that's 30. /"
Allthis 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 heayed
like a great billow upon the ocean
Tears sprang to his deep set and ear
nest eyes--they swell up to the brim
and swan round asking to be let
fall as tributes to his mothers memo
ry-tributes to the love of the past
But he choked them down, and hum
ming q snatch of an old ballad, he
thurst his hands down into his pock-
cts, walked back to the end Of the car,
pulled the gigantic collar Of his shag,,
gy coat up around his ears, buttoned
It close, and leaned back against the
window in silence. =,
The cars ratified on. What a mind
was there; what q giant intellect,
sleeping, buried away from light and
usefulness by a rubbish Of prejudice,
habit and custom--doing but half
work, for want Of calture.
"a mute inglorious Milton," or
rather Webster, going about the world, !,
struggling with his own soul, yet
bound by chains Of ignorance, which
precluded his doing but a moiety OF
the good it lay in his power to do.
All the way through our long tedi-
ous 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 a young girl seated herself by his
side and as the night hours wore on,
and she nodded YEARLY, he rose
spread his beautiful leopard skin with
5 its soft, rich lining on the seat, made
a a pillow of his carpet-bag, and insist
. ed that she should lie down and sleep
. "What will you dos" said she
), naively."
' "Never mind mel can stand VI
: ard sleep like a Buffalo; I'm use tt
] it. THAT's So"
r A little boy, pulled mp from a Soun(
. nap to give place to incomers, was
: pacifed and made happy by a hand
0 ful of chestnuts and a glowing bit o
e the big mans pocket, When he lei
Q the cars for reireshment he brough
back handful of pies. and distribu
k ted them among weary and wa,
worn looking group. A mother ant
e seven little children, the eldest no
l., twelve years old, whose husband an
It father left the cars at every stoppln
/ place, and returned more stupid an
d bcastly each time, scolding the littl
l. tired restless ones with thick tongue
n and glaring his furious red eyes upo
d the Door grieved victim Of a wife, liz
n a tiger upon its prey, "because s 81
< did not keep her young ones still;
d "thev would disturb every body
W No bit of refreshment, no exhileri
Or ting draught, no rest from that ia
Il cross baby, came to her all the lor
N night, save when the big man Stretc
ii cd out his great hands and took n
L. baby boy for an hour and let him pli
at with his splendid watch to keep hi
Il quiet.
m 'T'll give yer thousand dollars f
he him." said he, as he handed him ba
e to her arms.
er "You may have the whole lot
1t; that" answered the drunken tath
mt with aswine,like grunt.
lr' "Its a bargain" said the big ms
les "providing the mother is willing"
ife 'Indade, sir, its not the one Of th'
mt can be had for money" was the gu
MS vet determined response Of the mo
ut er's heart.
I'D How kindly he helped her OFT
ng cars when, at the break of day, tn
clip came to their journeys end.
EN- Thus all night long had he bc b!
ch, attracting the attention of the wakl
ones in the cars. But his kindn
I'm and rough politeness would soon ht
on. been forgotten by the mass of the pa
bed engers, had he not stamped it upon
ike memories with his gold.
ell 81 wonder who he is" and "wh
the did he get on" What an enterl
nay sing character" Education wo
AXE spoil him." "What rich furs.'
'tDid you notice what Splen
% a watch be carries" "He's some gr
me- man incog."
lca- Such were a few of the queries t
uch passed from lip to lip. But ti
ent came no answer; for he who al
mid could have answered, sat crouche(