The Abbeville banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1847-1869, 1858-02-04

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orange boys a nuisance, but Just now his
slender quota of patience WAS entirely cx
llaustcd. lie aimed muttcrcd oath and
Il furious blow at the fair.laired boy, and
rushed past, to catch a retrcaling omnibus
Jamie sprang aside just in time to escape
the brutal blow, but it descended fall upon
h's stock in trade, scattering apples and
oranges far and wide! lie was standing
close TO the edge of the pier, and most of
the fruit flew into the water, where it went
bobbng up and down with the tide, in a
most tan'alising manner. a few apples
rolled under the feet of the crowd, but it
WAS impossible to secure them again.
,|amics first sensation w:.s that of in,lir-
nant wra,h-thc blood rushed in angry tor
rent to his check and brow, am. he shook
his small fist impo!cntIy in the direction
which the fat man had taken. But in IN
instant II feeling Of fnrlorn Indebtedness
came over him-no tempting bit of cuic-
no purple grapes for poor little katy-l.er-
'''rs not even supper, for he well knew
that his mothers wages must 90 towards
The rent of the room. They depended en-
urcly on his cX"rtiolls for their evening"
meal l-:.nl lllc sun was declining in the
west already
/ Inc reflection was too much for his boy
iNI' heart, an'l he WAS sohb;ng violently,
when gentle hand WAS laid on his shout
der lie S,artr'l up, and before him stood
pleasant locking gentleman, who had
watched the whole transaction.
There, my boy" he said, laying silver
dollar i'll the boys hard palm, "lhal will set
YOU up again. No thanks the money was
intended for some piece OF cx,ravay;,rrcc,
and choose to lay it out thus. But re-
menhcr this, my hoy-whcn you are push
cl down in the race, don't stop to rub
your bruises, but pick yourself up and start
again !"
Jami. thought the smile with which this
was said the l'lcaSantcst and kiudcst cxrrcs
sion that ever frightened Il human face. Int
ere he could stammcr out his thanks. the
gentleman was gone.
The boy started for home with p linLt
""1 joyous heart, stopping to purchase the
cherished nor>cls of fruit and swcetc;,ic ON
his way. The gentleman walked lcisurcly
UP broadway. Seeing at Il bookstore the
title OF nrw y published work that he
much desired To rca'l his footsteps involan-
tari'y turned in that direction, hut in an
instant he went on, bu;toning up his pock-
es, and mu'n!nrng to himself with Il smile,
" Cant afford it-"nc luyury in day
ought 10 hc enough" There was Il vast
difference between man and child in their
capacities for cnjoymcnt-but both were
happy that night.
The supper WIS a joyful ceremony in the
garrct room that cvc;'ng. The grapes
pleased katys delicate appetite to a charm,
and the story OF the dollar was listened to
with interest.
Il wish l could see the kind gentleman"
said the child, earnestly, IL would give him
my beautiful rose, if he liked flowers 2"
She looked strangely pretty that night,
her head resting on her brothers shoulder,
While Jamie fed her with the juicy berries
one 10y one, as a bird might feed its young
"N ny, how bright the color in your check
is" cried Jamie, 81 believe you have been
stealing the red shadows from your favori,c
rose. Mother, am sure Katy will get
well !"
lie next morning, while yet The golden
spear OF sunrise was in rest among the pur-
pie hills, little Katy died.
The moss of twenty years had gathered
upon Katy's hcsd-stone-tle violcts of 90
years had blossomcd over her grave-and
it was glorious autumn day, whose light
streamcd along the busy thoroughfare, aud
shone on the magnificent marble erection
devoted 10 the expensive operations of the
celebrated bank Oh.
A splendid carriage, cushioned with vel.
vet and glittering brightly 10 the sunshine,
was drawn up opposite the door, waiting TO
take the great banker to his paatia home.
The spirited horse, foaming and prancing,
could hardly be curbed, and the drive looked
wonderingIy toward the door, and maryell.
ed why his usually punctua master did not
come.
Mr. Arnct stood in a little office opening
from The main bank, where the long rows
OF clerks were bending over their DESKS
lie had been looking over little pocket
book which he always carried about with
him, for some note, or bill, and, as he turned
its page, bit Of folded paper dropped out.
The banker opened ii, and although twen.
ty years had deadened the first edge of his