Orangeburg news and times. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1875-1877, 1875-09-11

if he were u real prince. At evening
when many more guests were Assem-.
blcd, he related, at the instance Of the
old invalid, his story once more, after
which he was conducted by The host
into Il Siittlc bcd-chanher, and laid
into soft bed, where he rested like
the little angels in heaven.
But. while lie layJin sweet slumbcr
and dreamed Of his latlcr, the aged
invalid, discoursed to his fellow
guests i'll tho inn, and remark, d,
'Iwould be sin an, Il shame to per-
NIT SO brave n lad to continue his
journey without the means to meet
his expenses, and he made the matter
50, plain to all, that each one opened
his purse and contributed for brave
Soldatcnfritzc. The stout host gather
cd the contributions, and kept them
safe till morning. ,,rt}
Wien :hc morning dawncd, he
ordered up his little pony carriage,
c'llcd,. forward the lad. plac Il before
him a hearty breakfast, handed him
The money which The guests had con
tributcd, scwc,l it into the lining Of
his coat, and finally dismissed him With
kind wishes for his wc:i;l,e, and a.
pleasant tune the remainder orhis
journey.
Deeply affected by The love and
Kindness Of his host, he took leave Of
him and 'ofthe invalid, who remained
ut thefsidc till the last moment.
Seated in the little carriage, lie rode
pleasantly along 10 the next town, Ills
tant some five miles, anl as far rs the
friendly host hal ordered him to be
carried Here he l,adca grateful adicu
to The coachnan, pursuing his journey
on foot till cnndlcilight; when lie eli
tered large village to obtain lodging
till morning. a
lIcrr,sas sci;,rc, hetoId his story,
and here again he w;,s kindly cared
for, and treated with similar love an,l
tenderness.
Finally, when he had performed
many Il pleasant days journey in his
pilgrimage, he espirs in the distance
the first sentry ofihc I'russian mill
lsary camp, keeping guard. Toward
|thinl he ru,hcs with winged feet.
Do iyou know, sir.l where I'll find
,fnthcr? he inquired. OF Tie soldier
|'himscltoat Of breathe j y
%'Stupid little sinpicton. replied the
shcavily bearded sentinel, how should
know your fathers name and reci.
mcntY
Why, sir. hc is in the Bran,Icnburp
regimcnt; his name is Martin Boiler
man, and he is orderly sergeant re-
piled Fritz sllurrly.
We'll, if that is so, pass in and hunt
lin up
Fritz rushed on, passed the second
guard, the third, and finally came
into the hands Of IN adin,am, VII,
subjected linn to very strict cxami
nation. But the more the a,liutan,
question cd him and heard his answer:
the more friendly he became toward:
him, and at length rattc,l the blav.
lad OH the check.
Come on With nc, and I think
we'll. soon find your father So Ii,
Immediately started Tor II large m,
splendid tent, from the top Of which !;
large banner WAS waving. Fritz, viii
the potato sack, was troltins brnvcl,
along beside him, and followed fear
lcssly into the tent, as HE officer wink
cd 20 Him to enter.
In the tent he observed IL vencrab!,
aud splcmi'lly dressed officer, Who sa
i'll Il grcatarn-chair, and appeared to
be deeply absorbed in tho study of Il
map.
IIo scarcely looked up. and sonl,
slightly nodded with his head rs The
guido Of our little hero respectfully
approached him.
That's a general know said Frit,
to himself, us he TODD little ab ,,shc,l
in tho entrance Of the tent.
His guide, the udjutant Of tho gon