The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1872-07-27

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streets were aeariySllbbllooked up, the
omuibuses did not s,n, the foW cabs
that appeared came 2ut with all the
dignity of horses batshe most remark
able thing of all VASE ssiutenso silence
of the immense city. Asthough Kensing-
ton is generally ooissiderel quiet,
dignifed suburb, yet,8it has, in our
opinion, more tbnpfi!r, share of noise
and hustle bu. on iii I'd of January it
was as though we wet stricken with
plague The only aaund in our villas
was made by the roughfEoices ofspecula-
ting navvies, who keEt9coutipually sug-
gesting that we must have the snow
cleared. "Clear your rssnow clear your
snow "-tcrrifyiug tie Sc wants by in-
formation conveyed d kan the areas that
if we did not "cIear our snow, we'd be
had up aud punisheSr worse than not
sweeping chimneys rsealar it was"
Boys crept about with shovels and
brooms, but were kspt+in awe by the
pavvies, who ni6nopoIsyed the trade.
Little Joe was s0hewhat perplexed,
after his dcturminaicp to go out as
"snow boy" the fac.ltaat he had neither
shovel nor broom, ss
After little consf liberation, needless
of suow drift or sagw-shower, he took
his way to the bukeS's, and entered the
shopthopefal 4i
"prat those boys,g said the bakers
wife, ",hey neitherssfye nor take rest !!
What do you want n;sF 7"
"Plcase, am, if had broom and
a shovel I could earn something for my
mother her BY Y, cleaFies sYny 'Y snow"
Il Thought the gc}5d gentleman here,
who was so kind to ME yesterday, might
lend them to me. Mother and | had
beautiful tcs last fssht-thank yon,
~a'am; but we ha1 very little of any
thing tpr.to davi-l A-.----
The baker eutereiethe shop before his
wife had time to answer.
ga shovel and broom, is it ?" said
the jolly baker! "Aud because l was
kind to you yesterday, you expect me to
be kind to you to-day"
Hope, sir, not quite expect
oh! oh p. said the baker, "chops
words, decs it !? And i'll did lend them,
how do L know you!eould return themY"
II would promise pnu, sir; mother
knows | never told lie in my life; you
might go to mother and ask her.
The baker lent the child what he re-
| quested; at fyeo'clock he had not re.
| turned.
81 told you SO, said the bakers wife
"Yes, my dear; but as you did not
believe what you said yourself, how
could you expect me to believe you !?
The child has an konest face has, am
sure, been well brought up, and, more
over. is very like poor Liddy Boyd"
"She was a foo,'' said the bakers
wife.
because she married the man she
loved Did not you do the same?"
II did not marry a scamp" answered
the bakers wife; and though she was
busting the counter with her apron, she
looked proudly at her husband at the
same time.
Here comes our little snow boz
said tho baker, as Joe, weary and foot
sore, but smiling, went past the window
"Here's your shorJa aud broom" said
the little fellow, .aand many thanks, sir;
and, please, L want n two.penny loaf,
and here are Tho copDers--.I mad,
tcnpence hallpepny; aud at one house
the lady, besides the money, gave ms
this tract, and great bun"
(Which you ate ?" said tho bakers
wife.
30 no u he exclaimed; II kept it for
mother M
What is your mothers name ?" in
quired the baker
Mrs Lloyd sir"
"Mrs. Lloyd?' he repeated. "Liddy
Lloyd" Z"
81 dou't know, sir, as to the Liddy !;
never heard her called anything but
Mrs. Lloyd. | call har mother"
WAS her name Boyd before sho mar
ried ?"
1T might be, sir +; she has brother, l
know-Uncle Boyed."
''Does he not take care ofher?"..
mo, sir he's very nafd, sir, / know,
to mother; aRa she prays 30 much for
him; double to what she does for me.