The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1870-07-12

she don't, and Iiturns agin the wall docs
Mr.. Snagsby. And Mr.. Jarnders, l SCI
him a.forced to turn away his own self
And Mr.. WoodcOt he como fer to give
me somethink fur to ease me, wot he's
allus doin on day and night, and wen he
Came.a bendin over me and a.spcaking
up so bold, l see his tears falling, Mr
Snagsby." w .,a.
Tic sof(enel stationer deposits another
half crown on the table. Nothing less
than repetition OF that intalllble remedy
would relieve his feelings.
"Wot WOE a.thinkin on Mr.. Snagsby,"
proceeds 10, "woz, as you woH able tC
write very large, p'rapsY VIZ s.t,
ayes, 10, please God" returns the sta
toner.
"Uncommon precious large, praps,'
says 10, with eagerness. D
Yes, my poor boy"
10 laughs with pleasure. "Wot wos
A-thinking on then, Mr.. Snagsby, wOs
that when / wos moved on as furas ever
could go and couldn't be moved no fur
der, whether you might be 40 good
p'raps, as to write out, very large, 80 thai
any one could see 1t anywheres, as that
w0s very truly hearty sorry that done
it, and that though didn't know nothing
at all, l kn0wed US Mr. WO0dcot once
cried over It, and wos aIlus grieved over
it, and that hoped as he'd be able TO for.
give me in his mind. If the writin' could
be made to say 1t very large, he mig ut"
ut shall say it, 10. Very lHrge"
| In IOuphu pIVOin MThnnkpe Mr. SnayS.
by. It's very kind Of you, sir, and It
makes mo moro Cumfbler nor | was
aforG."
The meek little stationer, with broken
and unfinished cough, slips down his
fourth half crown-he has never been 50
close to case requiring SO maryland Is
fAin 10 depart. And 10 and he, upon this
little earth, shall meet no more. No more.
For the cart so hard to draw, is near its
Journeys end, and drags over stony
ground. All round the clock 1t labors
up the broken steps, shattered and worn.
Not many times can the sun rise and be-
hold It still upon It's weary course.
Phil. SquOl, with his smoky gunpowder
visagc, at once acts as nurse and works us
nrlnOrcr at his little table In cOrnor, often
looking round and saying with nod ol
his green baize cap, and an encouraging
elevation Of his one eyebrow, "Hold up,
my boy! Hold upl" There too, Is
Nj. Jarndycc many IL time, and Allan
WOotlcOurt almost always; both thinking
much how strangely fate has entangled this
rough outcast in tho web Of very different
lives. Thers, too, the trooper Is y frequent
visitor, filEng The, door with. his athletic
figure, and d'fFom his supeftlnity ofltfe and
strength seeming to shed down temporary
vigor upon Jo, who never fails to speak
more robustly in answer TO his cheerful
words.
IDOLS in o sleep or In 0 stupor to-day,
and Allan WoodcOurt, newly arrived,
standsl BY him, looking down upon LIS
wasted form. After while he softly sits
himself upon tho bedside, with his face
towards hini-just as he sat III tho law
writer's rOom-and touches his chest and
heart. The cart had very nearly given
up, but labors on q little moro.
The trooper stands in the doorway, still
and silent Phil has stopped in allow
clinking noise, with his little hammer In
his hand. Mr.. WO0dc0urt looks round
with that grave, professional interest and
attention on his face, and, glancing signi.
ficantly at the trooper, signs to Phil 70
carry his!table out. When the little ham
mer Is next used, there will be a speCk
OF rust upon it. u a.r q ,r.5.ls,zq :.
"Nell, JOI what Is tho mattorS Don't
be frightened" .e% .l
II thought" says 10, who has started,
and is looking round, II thought ] was In
Tom.all. .Alohe's again. Aint, there mo-
body here but you, MI. WOodcot?
AAnd I aiut took back TO Tom.all.
Alone's. Am ], sirT .a.
mo"
Joclosed his eyes, muttcripg, Sim very
thankful. VI g {.
Amer watching him closely for little
while. Allan put his mouth very near
his ear, and said to him, in a low, distinct
voice:
"Jol did you ever know q prayer ?" 49,
"Never known nOthink, SIR" .'.rs.
"Not so much Us one short prayer"
mo, sir; nothing at all. Mr. Chabbandsr
ho was a.prayin' wunst at Mr.. Snagsbysl
and heerd him; but 1t sounded as ifhe
wos a-speaking to hisself, and not to me-
He prayed lot; but 1 couldn't make
nOthInk on Il. Different times, there woa
other Renlmen come down Tom.all.
Alone's a.prayin'; but they all mostly sed
as the t'other ones prayed wrong, and oil
mostly sounded TO 6e a.talkin' to their.
selves, or a.passin' blame on tothers, and
not a.talkin' TO us. We never knOwd
notink. Incvcr lnowd what itS4Qs all
Il takcs him 4 long time % say this
and few but an experienced and attentive
listener could her, or, hearing, understand
him. After q Abort relapse into sleep, OF
stupor, he makes, 0t a sudden, - strong
effort TO get out of bed. ~ u i7nnt
''stay, Jol What nowT' 4't. .a
"ItS time for me 10 go 10 that there
berrying ground, sir" hc returns, with q
wild look. '5.'-,,lff 10 rrH
"Lie down and tell me. What burying
| ground, JoH'' FtA. ~"
"Where they laid him as wos very
good to me, VERY good To me indeed, lie
wos, It's time for me to go down TO that
berryin' ground, sir, and ask 10 be put
along with him. l wants 10 70 thers and
be berried. He used fur 70 say 10 me, 4
am as poor as you to-day, Jo,' lie ses,
wants 10 tell him that am as poor as
him now, and have come there % bei ilaid