The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1875-04-17
The Nam Who Felt SutL.


He entered a hardware store in Detroit, of
course, Saturday morning, and taking seat by
the stove he beckoned to the proprietor and
said:
"Sit down here-I want to speak with you
He was man who looked sad from the crown
of his hat to the toes of his boots. There were
deep care lines on his face, his eyes were red
and anxious looking, and his tattered overcoat
was drawn in at the waist by wide leather
belt.
"Can we do anything for you to-day?" asked
the merchant, as he sat down.
The sad man slowly wiped his nose, slowly
turned around and slowly replied:
"Sir, it makes me feel sad when reflect that
we have all got to de|
"Yes-um," replied the merchant.
"Christopher Columbus is dead p continued
the sad man, "and who feels bad about it-who
sheds tear over his loss He is gone, and we
shall never see him more You and / must
sooner or later follow him, and the world will
go on just the same"
"Then you don't want anything to-day ?'-
quered the merchant after painful pause.
"And King James is dead p exclaimed the
sad man, wiping his nose again. "Is anybody y
weeping over his loss Don't folks laf and laf,
and don't the world go on just the same? Sir,
it may not be week before you and | will be
called upon to rest from the labors of this life.
DOoSu u IL Hudhc yOu lSOl Ddu WueA yOu Juluh
of it?"
"Of course, we've all got to die" replied the
merchant as he tossed stray nail over among
the eight pennies.
"Andrew, jackson is dead" continued the sad
n, atear falling on his hand. eyes, Andrew
has been gathered, and good man has gone
from among us. We're you acquainted with
him 2"
81 believe not" was the answer.
all ha E,o1 1. L
l have laid awake and cried to think that he
would be seen among us no more forever. Yet,
do you hear any wailing and sobbing? Does
anybody seem to care cent whether Andrew
Jackson is dead or living? You or may be tn e
next to go, and the world will move on justine
same as If we had never lived"
"The world can't, of course, step for the death
OF one man, no matter how great" said the
merchant.
"Thats what makes me sad-that's why |
weep these tears y answered the man, wiring
ing his long, peaked nose with vigorous grief.
civilian Penn is dead. Once in great while
l hear some one express sorrow, but gen.
eral thing the world has forgotten William with
the rest. Don't it make you feel sad when you
reflect that you will never see him again? Don't
you feel like crying when you think he has
gone from among us 2"
81 never have time to think of these things"
shaker.
"And Shakespeares gone, too !" exclaimed
the mar, his chin quiverng wits agitation,
eve may sigh, and sigh, aud sigh, and wish,
and wish, and wish, but poor Shaky will never
be seen moving with us again They have laid
him away to sleep his long sleep, and bright
lamp has been extinguished forever.
"Well, did you want anything in he line of
hardware 2" asked the merchant, as lie rose up.
HNau cpaoE of n ordt mo IN OF cnoh
time as this?" exclaimed the sad man.
knowing my sad feelings, seeing these tears
and listening to my broken voice, can you have
the heart to try and force hardware upon me 2"
The merchant went over to his desk, and the
sad man wrung his nose again and went out.
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lsa~A public functionary in Philadelphia
sends Hsrper this:
During the month of July, 1874, was sent
to the marble quarries in Lee, Massachusetts,
to gain what Information could in regard to
their capacity, and to the facilities which their
owner had for fulfilling his contract to supply
the marble necessary in the erection of the new
public buildings in this city. Arriving there,
l, with a note book in hand, wandered through
the quarries, picked up from conversation with
the workmen what scraps they were enabled
to give me in regard to the amount of stone
they could quarry in day. In one of these
pldCco N0I0 HNG uldCulueS, anu /
thought it would be interesting as we'll as i'm
portant to find out the amount of work which
one of those powerful little engines could do in
a stated time. With this end in view | ap-
preached one of these machines, which was not
working, and asked man who was busily en-
gagged in oiling its working parts
"Can you tell me, sir, how much stone you
can drill or cut in day with this machine p
1'h oman suspended his work tor moment,
and then simply said, "How?"
"Cal you tell me how much stone you can
cut in day with this machine?'
"No," without ceasing for an instant in his
oiling operations.
"No? Are you not the engineer of this chan
eler 2"
eyes"
GLOW long have you been the engineer"
f'Six weeks, more or less" was the reply.
"Well, may I ask you how much work you
average per day with it?"
eyes," came the response.
| waited few moments, but as the man paid
no further attention to me. very meekly and
humbly said, 81 believe you said you were the
engineer?"
dyes"
"Well, don't you know how much work this
machine did yesterday"
eyes"
"Have you any objections to tell me the
amount of that work 2"
"No.'
Again 1 waited for q few moments-perhaps
full minute-and then, somewhat put out
with the non -committal nature Of the man,
repeated the question, "You say you know how
much work this machine did yesterday?"
eyes"
"And you say you have no objections to tell
me?"
"Yes."
"Well, then, how much work was done? ?"
"No work at all. This machine amt been
running since Saturday," and the man rubbed
a little harder.
felt disgusted and left, and to this moment
cannot help bat regard the engineer other
wise than with the love for our neighbor which
the Bible enjoins on us.