The Abbeville banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1847-1869, 1859-05-19
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AN INCIDENT.
YOU'RE GETTING UP IN TIE WORLD

had been taken my accustomed after
noon walk, and was returning home, mt
.ci-ureiy pace when the above short sen
scnce icl! upon my ear, in accents of sorrow
mean III crying fretful tone. Oh.no. !
was quite different from Mot. 1t was de
!lvcrcd i'll feeble, disheartencd tone. an,
knew The import was one of deer mean
ing. l turned and bchcll n vonnr lad
who could scarcely have seen nine sum
mers, his form WAS finely proporloned, al
'horgh poorly clad-his dress plainly speak
ing poverty; but did he beg? Oh no hi
little manly heart scorncd tho thought
Alas ! he WAS little better than a commo,
Taurcr. lle looked up wis,fully at the tai
companion, and stray tear stood in hi.
clear blue eye. as he saii YOU'RE getting
up i'll the world, while am going down.
The stray tear fell, and he covered his pale
face with those little hands.
Poverty had made him ashamed Of him
self, and he hid his face, fearful lest he
should again bctray his sorrow to the world
Oh. lii ef, will all its stings, should
dwell within that little breast. WHY stalk
yc forth from the proud aud hcarlless to
seek your abode in that Young heartY |
felt for the poor boy, thus So young, 20 re.
alize the grirls Of this existence. What
grief has done, and what effects it has caus.
cd on or natures, would not dare to think
Oft would be too narrowing but to pom,
der over what It's influence might he over
such II young mind, and what temptations
it and poverty woald hold out to him, was
more than could bear, and shuddcrcd
at the thought.
Prompted by curiosity, felt desire to
see The termination oft little incident, as
| had already, unconsciousIy, began to take
quite an interest i'll my young hero; so
hastily conceaing myself behind stone
wall, where could obtain full view Of the
boys, eagerly watched the result oi the in
tervicw.
before proceeding let me give my read
crs a slight insight into our young heroes
companion. lie was Il tall, buriy looking
boy, with an anma! looking face, accom-,
panied with sly sinister expression. aud
dressed IN Il blue suit with brass buttons
When our young hero lad spoke to him,
he patted him on the head with his rough
hand, saying,
"Nonsense, Neil; don't he fool; YOU
mint going down in the world you'll
be getting up i'll a good situation,
while | am oblgc to get on jus,a can
while I'm getting down and you're getting,
up"
How true lie spoke lie was indeed 90
ing down in i"G'my, willie the, other rc;'li-
ty, WAS ascending the ladder Of light.
"Oh no" responded our little hero; I
have no fine clothes like you, and nobody
speaks to me like they do to you-its very,
hard Dan, its very hard; you can hclp me-
Dan,l know you can," and the little up
turned face looked so bcsccchingy and
pitiful.
The big boy could not meet the innocent
glance it went through him TO the heart !;
he turned his eyes to the ground, crimson
dyed his checks as'lre ncrvously struck his
foot a number Of times against the laystnnc.
One could plainl see the struggle that was
on going within. lie was sensible of guilt
and well knew the wrong he lived by ; but
that innate feeling, that sll-inks from taint-
ing others with your own crime, now strovc
iiercel against his avaricious nature. The
young boy had been his companion in hap
pier days, and in spite OF all he experienced
feeling akin to pity for the boys mis(or-
tune apd happiness, yet something, that
innate motive smote him and said, loud
enough to be heard by his reason, "Cor.
rupt not the pure" he knew rot by whicl,
call to abide but when he thought Of the
assistancc-lhc boy might be to him, in his
guilty avocation, he lost sight Of conscience,
and the evil thought, cngcndcred by ava
rice, came stealing, slowly but surely, in
his BOSOM, overcoming every human and
kindly feeling.
"Hist" lie cried, as if the surpert OF
Eden again spoke forth "comc close; but,
you won't tell ~
"No, no." was the eager response, and the
little boys frame shook with excitement, at
hearing the great secret ofhuman happiness
disclosed.
"You must learn TO steal," whispered
the voice, in hallow tone.
"SleaI" echoed the little fellow, shrink
ing back pace or two from his compan.
ion, not fully realizing the meaning of the
word; then, as the truth came rushing in
his mind, he literally burst into tears, and
sobbcd as if his little heart would break,
for all bis little cherished hopes and happy
plans for the future were in one moment
tumIla,L 10 t,o rrounI vet 'twas Int ,Lo