Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1873-12-26
True Kindness.


LAST summer I was travelling upon one
of our Eastern railroads; the day was
warm and sultry, and the cars were filled
with the usual variety of interesting ard
undressing passengers.
On the seat directly behind me was a
very respectable-looking woman, with
two young children, one sturdy boy of
perhaps three summers, and the other a
very worrisome baby; the eldest seemed
good-natured and patient, and though ev-
identity tired, tried to amuse the little one
by playing bo-peep behind his hat; and
the mothers with the unselfishness which
mothers only know, was trying every way
but all of no avail.
Directly opposite me sat fashionable
looking party of young ladies and gen.
tlemen, who seemed very happy among
themselves, laughing and chatting in a
social way.
Soon | noticed that the attention of the
party was drawn toward this mother and
her little ones. Presently one of the
young gentlemen left the group-a very
elegant young man, fashionably dressed,
but with an earnest, serious look upon his
face-came toward the woman and said
very kindly:
"You seem tired, ma'am, and your lit
tie one there is tired, too; let me have
him few minutes that you may rest"
And she gladly passed the heavy baby
into his strong arms, and he danced it
about and played with it until it began
to feel quite bright and happy.
The young gentleman, still holding the
child, asked the woman if she had to
travel far with the children, and if he
could not be Of any assistance to her.
She told him she had been living in the
State of Maine, and left home about five
o'clock that morning, and was on her way
to Maryland to join her husband, who
went there to get employment, and now
had home ready for her and her chill
dren, but the journey was rather hard
with her two little ones.
80, you will find kind friends" he an
swered; II will do all l can to assist you.
After we reach Boston, go into the ladies
room, and will see that you get safely
to the other depot, where you can rest a
couple of hours; and then you know you
have in view husband and home at
the end of the journey"
The little child having become quiet,
was given back to his mother, and the
young man took his seat
The baby was good about half an hour,
when it commenced the same wearisome
wall as before, and the tired mother look
ed quite disheartened. Then our kind
young man again came forward to her re-
lief. CHOW let me have the baby again."
he said, and he took the warm, tired child
to his own seat. The young ladies each
had kind word for the little one, showed
him pictures, and called the other child
to them, and filled their little brown hands
with cake land the tired mother looked
refreshed and truly grateful.
AS we came into Boston, the young
gentleman left his party in the care of a
friend, and the last saw of him he was
walking beside the mother, who carried
the baby in her arms, while our noble
friend had the stout boy looking over his
shoulder, and they were making their way
to the saloon.
My thoughts often revert to that noble
young man, who poured the oil of true
Christian sympathy into the heart of that
weary woman on her journey. The deed
speaks for itself; he had indeed shown
mercy to the lonely and friendless one.
Have not you ana I opportunities to do
similar kind acts?-Amer5cam Messenger.