The Leavenworth weekly times. [volume] (Leavenworth, Kan.) 1870-1880, 1870-07-21

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Wheasves - tkAnh shais nsslssssd.
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She ms up hsr voiee il ninsse-
Her pgs6ages sze lpoa - sse loag!
Each Househeh a0ir-shs = IN Il,
To- see there b noehinG eses wrong.
The righG to tviss limb tAae ere dinpaed,
In every extE.vaesnt way;
To manl md 70 tease
The eat q hef ease.-
TocrOw and 70 ereep I'll TIE day.
The night to lore that Is purrst,-
The tight 10 : naeher' own love!
The right 70 guide that b surese,
To lead her wee footsseps above.
Her sweet LITTLE mouth she upsaises,
A, pure o . rUse, DIV i1yeafied! L
The right to our kisses and praises.
IN, these are her ri9hts, O'ef the world. 1
me Lis'e CO.: |
m. TAOAPoesT PD0DlGAl-
BY ,. BREf HARfE.
We all knew that Mr.. Thompson WA
looking.for his son, and pretty bod one Il
that. That he was coming TO California for
this sole object was no secret 70 his fellow
passengers; and the physical peculiarities ~
VS. we'll rs the moral weaknesses Of the mis-
ing prol;gal were made equally plain to N
through the frank volubility Of the parent.
''You vas speaking Of young man which
was hung for sluice-robbing," said Mr..
Thompson to a steerage passenger, one day;
BE you aware Of the color Of his eyes?
"Black," responded the passenger. "Ah,"
said Mr.. Thompson, referring to some men
| tai memoranda, Charles eyes was blue.
He then walked away. Perhaps ii was
from this unSympathetic mode Of inquiry;
perhaps ii was from that western prediction
| to take q humorous view Of any principle or
sentiment persistcnly brought before them,
that Mr.. Thompson quest was the subject
Of some satire among the passengers. A
sratuitO,ls advertisements Of the missing
Charles, addrexsed to 'Jailors and Guar
dians," was circulated privately among
them; everybody remembered to have met
Charles under distressing circumstances. Yet
il Is hat due to my conntrymen to state that
when it was known that Thompson had en-
barked some wealth in this visionary project,
bat little Of this satire found its way to his
ears, and nothing was uttered that might
bring pang IL q fathers heart, or imperil a
possible pecuniary advantage Of the satirisa.
Indeed, Mr.. Tracy Tibbet's jocular PROPOSE
eion to form a joint-ssoc company to 'pros-
pect' for the missing youth, received, at one
time, quite serious entertainment.
Perhaps, to superficial criticism, Mr..
Thompson nature was not picturesque nor
lovable His history, as impaired at dinner,
one day, BY himself, was practical even in its
singularity. After hard and wilful youth
and n,aturity-in which he had buried y
broken-spirited wife, and driven his son to
sea-he suddenly experienced religion. Il
got it in New Orleans in 80, said Mr..
Thompson, with the general suggestion Of
referring to an epidemic. Enter We the
narrer gate. Pane me the beans Perhaps
this practical quality upheld him in his ap-
parently hopeless search. He had no clew
to the whereabouts of his runaway son-in-
decd, scarcely a proof Of his present exit
ence From his Indifferent recollection 81
the boy of twelve, he now expected to iden-
tify the man Of twenty-five.
]; would seem that he wis successful. How
he succeeded was one Of the few things he
did not tell. There are, ! believe, two yer
sions Of the story. One, that Mr.. ThOmp-
son, visiting hospital, discovered his son
by reason of Il peculiar hymn, chanted BY
the sufferer, in delirious dream Of his hoy
hood. This version, giving, as it did, wide
range to the finer feelings Of the heart, was
quite popular; and, as told BY Rev. Mr..
Gushington, OIL his return from his Califor-
; MIA tour, never failed to satisfy an audience.
The other was less simple, and, rs ] shall
. adopt il here. deserves more elaboration.
1t was after Mr.. Thompson had given up
searching for his son among the living, and
! had taken to the examination Of cemeteries,
and a careful inspection Of the cold hic
facets Of the dead At this time he was a
|, y e al
hilltop, bleak enough in its original isola-
ton, and bleaker for the white marbles
by which San Francisco anchored her de-
parted citizens, and kept them down in a
: shifting sand that refused TO cover them. and
against Il fierce and persistent wind tina,
strove to blow them utterly away. Against
this wind the old man opposed will quite
as persistent-a grizzled, hard face, and a
: tall, crape-bound hat drawn tightly over his
eyes-and 50 spent days in reading the NOR
tuary inscriptions audibly to himself The
frequency Of scriptural quotatiOn pleased
by pocket Bible. That's from Psalms,
he said, one day, to an adjacent grave-diggcr
The man made no reply. Not at all rebuff
the open grave, with more practical in
IuHN, Dlu NOu CNCI, j" yVu1 RhvsSrVsVs
come across Charles Thompson 'Thomp
great dircctness. Which, If he hadn't re-
: ligion, I think he IL, responded the old man,
, as he clambered out Of the grave.
1t was, perhaps, on this OCCASION, that Mr.
Thompson stayed later than usual As HI
; beginning to twinkle ahead, and fierce
/ l. Hin,
4 ward, or lying in wait, charged him angrily
II was on one of these corners that some
thing else, quite as indistinct and malevo
: lent, leaped upon him with an oath, pre-
, scnted pistol, and demand for money
Blu, it was met by will Of iron and a gril
together on the ground. But the next mo
grasping the captured pistol, the OtheI
. clutching at arms length the throat Of q
figure, s,lrly, youthful ard savage.
Young man, said Mr. Thompson, setting
! his thin lips together, what might be yOuI
: name?
The old mans hand slid from the throat
to the arm Of his prisoner, without relaxing
; its firmness.
, Charles Thompson, come with me- he
! said, presently, and marched his captive to
! the hotel. What took place there has MOI
transpired, bat it was known the next morn
!, ing that Mr.. Thompson had found his son.
1t is proper to add to the above improba-
bic story, that there was nothing in the
young man appearance or manners to justify
il. Grave, reeicent, and bxnGsome, devoted
| l To- vo~r1,, he anxnneua<.i tho