Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1860-12-01

worked away at it, but her fingers we're clumsy
and sho couldn', &c, it Of; their eyes met, and tie
losc'ligat sas no. all quenched; be opened BIZ
arms gently, aud she fell into them. II you bad
seen those white arms elasped about his neck, and
he sobbing on her breast. and the child looking
in wonder frst at one and then az the other, you
would have said, 1T is not brute; it is a man
with a great big warm heart in his breast.
l tell you i; is a glorious work to get at these
hearts; it is a glorious wo-k to play upon q man
to play upon him till you mako him %sing-nye,
ard sing sweet music, tool A man came to me,
at Covent garden, summer before last, and said,
NJ Cough, Y want Jou to come into my place Of
business" l replied, 81 IN in a Little hurry,
now" "You must come to my place Of businessl'
So when be got me there-into q lsrge fruit stall,
whore be was doing business to the amount Of two
hundred and Fifty and three hundred pounds-a
thousand or twelve hundred and City dollars a
week-hs caugh; hold Of my hand, and said,
God bless you, Sir p "What for? Have l ever
seen you before ?" ~ heard you, Sir" he said,
Gin Exeter Hall, in SO. was a brute" "No,
you we're not" well, 1 was worse" "No,
you were not" "Well, / was as bad es ever l
could be-" Then be told me some sad things, and
went on, God bless you, Sirl See what a bust
ness | am doingl Look here-see that woman in
the corner-is is my wife. Lawl how l have
knocked her about Would you 60 and shake
hands with her?" l have no objection" do
Sir?' l went up to her and offered her my hand.
She held back and said, "My fingers are SO sticky
with the fruit, Sir" "Lal" said the husband,
"Mr. Cough, you DONE mind a little sticky fu-
gers :" [Laughter,] "No, Sir" and l shook
hands with her. Our fingers stuck together they
were more sticky than | expected. Renewed
merriment. Again the man said to me, God
bless you, Sir! l wish 1 could give you some
thing. Do you like orangesl" "Some,imes."-
lie went to a shelf that was full Of them, and be-
gan to Gil a great bag with them, That's
enough, Sir" but he paid no attention to me but
filed the bag and put 1t IN my arms. Go along
with you" said he don't say a word; go along
With you; God bless you!" 1 had, positively, to
hike a cab to get home. Fresh laughter.l
The day before Christmas, I took an American
lady, who is in this house tonight, to see this
man. saying, 81 am going to call On a gentleman
whom I want you to see." had spoken the pre-
ceding Monday evening in Exeter Hall, i1r the
8Ist time; and, you know, when a man speaks
eighty-one times in a place, on the Sam subject,
be gets pretty well pushed for matter. So told
this story there. The first thing be said, when l
entered his place Of business, was, 20, you did
give somebody a terrible rub, last Monday, didn't
you2" you didn't mind it," "Mind it! no, l
liked III The man next to me kept a-nudging me,
and saying, That means YOU But Mr.. Cough,
Just look at that cellar" 81 see the cellar" 81
want to show you this letter. l have q letter
from Manchester ordering me to send :hem five
hundred pounds of fruit. Now DO you suppose
anybody would have ordered that Of such q fsl-
low as 1 used to be? Look at that cellar. ]
spent a whole Sunday in that cellar, on a heap oil
re ten vegetables, with q rope to hang myself By! /
heard the bells chime for church, and knew when
they were singing, and when they were praying,
and when they were preaching; they little thought
a poor wretch was down there fghting-for it ras
a steady fight all that day, between that rope and
me, and my conscience. Now, Sir, I lease tha:
cellar, and clear a hundred pounds a year. Here
comes my children-just from 5oarding-achOOl-
four Of 'em. Shake hands with 'em! o, how ]
wish you lived where 1 do"