The weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1858-1860, 1858-11-16

down, and humming snatch Of an cid bal
led, be thrust HE hands down into his rock-
81. walked back . the end OF the ear, pull
"a the gigantic collar of his shaggy coat up
around his cara, buttoned it close. and lean
cd back against the window in silence
The cara ratified on. What mind was
there, what gigantic intellect sleeping bd
ried away from light and usefulness by .
rubbish Of prejudice, habit ar ] custom, do.
ingibut half work for want of culture
"a mute. inglorious Milton" or rather
Webster, going about the wor d, struggling
with his own soul, but bound by chains Of
ignorance which precludsd his doing bu. 3
moiety ofgood it lay in his power to do -.
the way through that long tedious, journey
be had ever been on the watch to do rood.
He gave his seat by the fire to an Irish wo.
man and her child and took one farther back;
aeon young girl seated herself by his side
AZ the night hours wore on, and she nodded
YEARLY, he rose, spread his leopard skin,
with its soft. rich lining on the seat made
pillow Of his carpet bag, and insisted that
abe should lie down and sleep.
"What will you do r said she naively.
"Never mind mel can stand up and
sleep, just ike buffalo I'm we'll used to 1t.
That SO 7
A little boy pulled up from sound nap
to give a place, to incomers was pacifed aud
made happy by handful Of chssnuts and
glowing bit of candy, pulled out of the
big mans pocket When he left the cars
for refreshments he brought back u handful
Of pies, and distributed them among the
weary and way-worn looking group. A
mother and seven little children, the eldest
not twelve years old, whose husband and
father left the cars ct every stopping place
and returned more stupid and beastly each
occasion, scolding the little tired restless
enes with thick tongue, and glazing his fu-
rious rcd eyes upen the poor grieved victim
tim Of wife, because "she did not keep her
young ones still they would disturb every
body" No bite of Refreshments, no exhiler-
ating draught, no rest from that cross, fat
baby, came to her all the long night, save
when the big man :streached out his great
hands and took her boy for an hour, and
let him play with his splendid hunting watch
to keep him quiet.
"I'li give you thousand dollars for him, y
said be, as he handed him back to his moth
ers arms.
You may have the whole lot for that, "
answered the drunken father, With swine
like grunt
ats bargain" said the big man, ''provi-
ding the mothers willing"
''lndesd, sir, it's not one Of them that
can be had for money" was the quiet yet
determined response Of the mothers heart
How kindly he helped her off the ears
when, at the break of day, they came to
their journeys end.
Thus all night he had been attracting the
attention OF the waking ones in the ears.
But his kind and rough politeness would
soon have been forgotten by the passengers
had he not stamped it upon our memories
by supply OF his gold.
81 wonder who he is, and ''where did ne
come from What an interesting charae-
ter?' Hes nobodys iooi-knows more
than he lets on" Education would spoil
him" "What rich furs. Did you nosice
what a sp.eHd,d watch he carries" He's
some rich MAJ ineog
Such were !. few of the queries that pass-
ed from lip 10 lip. Blu. there came no an,
swer; for he VINO alone could have answer
ed sat crouchsd in his fur coat, seemin5 un-
conscious OF All but his own deep thoughts
Chicago shouted the brsakman, in an
instant all was confusion, and our hero was
was at the baggage stand, looking up Il band
box for sweet looking country girl, who
was going to learn the miiliners trade in
the city. * we passed to our carriage, we
saw him holding an old man by one land
while he graspei the shoulder OF the conduc-
tor OF another train with the other, getting
for the deaf, gray-hairsd sire, the right in
formation as to the route he should take to
get to his dartsrs,'' who lived near Nus
catine, Iowa,
''God bless him for his good deeds = was
our earnest aspiration, as we whlrled round
the corner May his shadow never grow
less or the gold in his pocket diminish, for
in his unnu.nbered charities and mcrcies
dropped 50 unostenGatlOusly here and there,
he is perhaps, doing more good in his day
and generation than he who deyot his
thousands to build charitable institutions 10
give honor to his own name.
On, how much tho world needs great
hearts that are able to comprehend little
things and yet how often it happens that
the learned, the wise, and the rich oat4row
the every day wants OF humanity, and leei-
lng within shemseisys the power TO move
mlghtiiy-pass by the humble duties that
would make u thousand hearts leap with
JOY, and push on: looking for some great
wrong to rI5Ht, some great sorrow 10 be
sooti.ed some liant work to 90 accomrl .ased;
and failing to.iind the great cook live and
die incarterated in their ow n sslfshnes7, and
do nothing at all
This rough mans nature seemed the ma.
ture of tie little child. His qnick eye saw
at glance, his great heart warmed, and
his great hand expanded his little WORKS o.
| charity-so small that one would have ex
pected to see them slip through his giant
| fingers unaccomplishsd-yet they were done
The angel over the right shoulder vii
| have II longer column to set down to bis az
count OF the good deeds well done than t,
all the rest OF the passengers of that crow
dsd car, on that long, tedious stormy light
in january, 1857 Il Missouri Dem.