The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1869-05-13
HOYT & CO., Proprietors.


oil the time, no difference which way we iooK'
Mr.. Wall rs he looked became Interested III Que
of these pictures which faced him. II represented
a rabbit, two dogs, and man with gun. l"e
rabbit was on the left, the man on the right anu
the dogs in the center. Mr.. Wall didn't know 'ha'
the picture was intended to represent man win
two hounds chasing rabbit The artist had failed
to give this important piece oi information Ai'ei
looking at it for some time, he became satlshei
that the rabbit was o great coward, for 1t was al
least three times as large both dogs together and
the man thrown in. He concluded that II he were
the rabbit he would have turned and desoureu
both man and dogs.
He looked Mt this picture for sometime, and then
turned his attention to the people passing along
the sidewalk.
The first person he saw was little Potsy.
1t took him but moment TO seize the strap
which is fastened TO the door and runs along the
roof of the coach, and is held by the drivers foot.
This strap is intended for the passengers to pull
when they want the omnibus to stop. 1t is sup
posed by some that the driver will stop quickly
when the strap is pulled hard.
Mr.. Wall probably thought 50, for he almost dis
located the drivers leg. and came near upsetting
that diguifed individual.
He jumped out Of the omnibus, but didn't wait
to hear the broadoidcs of oaihs which followed,
nor did he notice that the driver took his vengeance
on the poor old horses that pulled the omnibus.
He had no time 10 notice these thngs-he was de-
termined that Po,sy shouldn't escapc this time.
AS he rushed across the street, his eye intently
fixed on Potsy, he had the misfortune to run
against man crossing from the opposite direction.
This unfortunate individual proved TO be an Italian
toy dealer. lie had large waiter on his heal.
filled with toys made of laser-of.paris. The
shock of the two men meeting was severe. The
Italian and his toys went in direction and Mr..
Wall in another.
Mr.. Wall jumped to his feet, still ihtent upon
securing Potsy. He reached the SPOT where he
last saw him, but The boy was nowhere in sight.
He was astounded. He inquired of people if they
had seen the boy. The people thought they had
seen several boys which answered the very de-
description.
One told him that Potsy went up the street /;
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another was sure that he saw the same boy 60
across the street.
An old sailor swore by his hopes Of plenty Of
grog and tobacco that lie saw the boy acking in
that latitude and he must have dropped anchor
near by, for he gave signs of taking in sail aud
going into port.
A crowd of people gathered around, and each
orc had something TO say.
The oy.vender joined the crowd, in company
with policeman. Mr. Wall did not regard the
crowd, neither did he observe The policeman. He
only knew that he had seen Poisy-and lost him I!
His desire 10 see the boy-io have hiln-to take
him to his heart-relurued with tenfold power.
He looked around upon those who stood near as
much as to say, "Where is the boy ?"
All his hopes had revived at the sight Of Potsy.
His imagination, that quick architect, had pictured
new face in his silent house at home. He heard
laughing and singing, and saw Turk bounding
about and barking as of old. He even looked into
the future, nnd saw himself weak old man, and
felt himself supported by strong, vigorous youth
| full arm.
All these things flashed through his mind in n
moment and SMILE like the brilliant rays Of the
sun breaking through dark clouds, fingered oil his
face, and he appeared beautiful.
Often the poor orphan girl, in her dark garret,
dreams of a once happy home-a loved mother,
and loving sisters and brothers. While thus
dreaming, she is no longer the poor ragged orphan,
sleeping on the hard floor in garrett but bright,
4 &c o11,,h hrnk nknn hv n
kick and the harsh voice of hcnrtlcss mistress
ordering her TO 60 down and make the fire. AS
she throws on the rags which don't hide her shiv-
ering flesh, she thinks of her present condition
compared with her dream-life; her heart sinks
within her, and she prays God to end her mser
able existence-,hat she may 60 to the grave, the
only resting place for the poor and weary
The reaction in Mr. Wallis feelings was some
what of this character. He painted picture, and
the object which gave it light anu beauty had sud-
denly vanished.
He was powerless, paralyzed-at object of pity
The teope around looked on, but didn't know
what had caused them to collect. There was some
thing, however, in the appearance of Mr.. Wal
which excited their better feelings.
That the anguish of this strong, dgnhcd man
should create some feeling Of sympathy is not
strange; hut that it should touch the henrts of a
promiscuous crowd in city is matter of wonder
A mob, however. is never half way in anything
right or wrong it will 60 to extremes.
The policeman called Mr.. Wallis attention to the
damage done the Italian oy-seller. lie immedi'
a,ely pave him three times the value of The toys.
Afiiction makes us sympathetic; happiness crc-
ates selfishness. Mr.. Wall went to his hotel, but
had no appetite for dinner
The next morning on advertisement appeared in
each paper offering reward for the boy, or for
information which would lead TO his discovery.
After concluding his hnsness he remained sever