Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1873-06-12
4 STORY AND A SEQUEL.

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another audience with somewhat startling
effect. 1t illustrates the fact that honesty
and industry are pretty sure to meet with
the reward they merit. About twenty years
ago started one fine Sunday morning on a
search for street children to attend school
with which I was associated.
Near Norfolk street saw hatless, coat
less, barefooted, boy. His unkempt hair was
fiery red, and seemed to be looking seven
WAYS for Saturday." Now I have no fault
to find with red hair. Cato had red hair,
Cicero had red hair, Robert Peel had red
hair, Silas Wright had red hair. Bulwer
says:
'Tis the golden treasure nature showers down
On those foredoomed to wear fame's golden crown.
invited the red haired boy to attend my
school. He frankly and bluntly told me he
would not do any such thing.
"You ought to attend the school," l said,
blandly.
"Wby ought I 2" he inquired brusquely.
1--WE teach boys to be good" I answered.
"But don't want to be good" said he.
"Why not want to be good 2" I asked, with
earnestness.
because I am hungry" was the prompt
reply. :.
repeater; "haven't you had breakfast YETI"
"No, sir"
"Where do you live?"
"Up in the alley here, with aunty."
"Nothing to eat?"
"Nothing to eat to-day, and aunty is sick" )"
"Will you eat some gingerbread and crack:
ers, if 90 to the bakery on the corner and
buy some for you?"
ayes, sir, that I will, and glad to get 'em. "
I purchased nine cents worth of ginger
bread as red as his soft, luxuriant hair, and
he ate the supply with relish that would
have astonished an alderman at turtle-soup
festival
"Would you like to have some more ?" said
I, to the hungry waif.
"Yes, sir, little more, if you please" was
the quick response.
I handed to him the second supply, and
then asked him what he thought about going
with me to my pet school in a little hall
around the corner?
"Well. sir" said he, "you have been so
good to ME, if you wait here till l take this
gingerbread I have left to aunty, I will 60
with you."
He soon returned to the sidewalk, where I
was waiting for him, and accompanied me,
apologizing in his way for not having any
thing to wear at Sunday school.
It was his first day in school, and he did
not know how to deport himself. He had a
vague idea that slaps on the palm of the hand
with ruler, pulling the hair, and pinching
the ears was part of the discipline, and you
may judge of his surprise when he found
himself in the hands of pleasant young lady,
who spoke to him kindly, without scolding
him for his untidy appearance.
Our red haired friend was highly pleased
with his treatment, and when the school was
dismissed hastened to tell every boy and girl
of his acquaintance about the kind reception
he had met with, and he persuaded large
number Of them to attend school on the fol-
lowing Sabbath. He continued his work,
week after week, and was the most successful
missionary connected with the school. He
added so many boys and girls to our numbers
it was found necessary to move to larger
hall, and even that soon became too small to
accommodate the teachers and scholars
When company of the boys was taken
from the city to the West, to be distributed
among the farmers, the red headed boy was
among them. I used to hear of him most en-
couraging accounts of his growth in moral,
mental and material influence and position |;
and although have not heard from him of
late years, yet feel sure that he is an honor
ed and prosperous man in the community
where he lives.
"When l." said the speaker, chad reached
this part of my speech, was astonished to
see very tall, red haired man rise in the
room to address the audience" He said {:
Ladies and gentlemen, am the person who
stood on the street in New York city and ate
the gingerbread! came out West here, and
by minding by own business I have earned
money enough to buy farm. I own five
hundred acres of as good land as you can
find out doors. My horses and carriage are
at the door, and shall be happy to take the
speaker to my house. where he shall be well
come to stay as long as he pleases." :"
MANNERs.-Manne are more important
than money. A boy who is polite and pleas
ant in his manners will always have friends,
and will not often make enemies Good be-
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