The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1876-03-23
MisceHaneons.
A Touching Incident.

"Dixie," the Washington cores
pondent of the Chelsea Telegraph
and Pioneer, gives the following in
cident in a recent issue of that pa
per:
In travelling we often meet with
persons of different nationalities
and languages. We also meet with
incidents of varied characters, some
sorrowful and others joyful and in
structive. One OF the latter char.
acter 1 witnessed recently while trav-
cling upon the cars. The train was
going west, and the time was even
ing. At station fittle girl about
eight years old came aboard carry
ing little budget under her arm.-
She came into the cars and doliber-
ately took a seat. She then COM
menced an eager scrutiny of faces,
but all were strange to her. She
appeared weary, and placing her
budget for a pillow, she prepared to
try to secure a little sleep. Soon
the conductor came along collecting
tickets an6 fare. Observing him
she asked if she might lie there
The gentlemanly conductor replied
that she might, and then kindly ask
ed for her ticket. She informed
him that she had none, when the fol
loving conversation ensused:
"Where are you going?" said the
conductor.
81 am going to heaven" she an
swered.
"who pays your fare?' he asked
again.
Mister" she then said, "does this
railroad lead to heaven, and does
Jesus travel on it?"
Il think not" he answered. "Why
do you think sop'
"Why, sir, before my ma died she
used to sing to me of heavenly
railroad; and you looked so nice
and talked so kind, l thought this
was the road. Ny ma used to sing
of Jusus on the heavenly railroad,
and that He paid the fare for every
body, and that the train stopped at
every station to take the people on
board; but my ma don't sing to me
any more. Nobody sings to me
now, and 1 thought I would take
the cars and 60 to ma. Mister, do
you sing to your little girl about
heaven? You have a little girl,
haven't your?
"No, my little DEAR" he replied,
81 have no little girl now. 1 had
one once, but she died some time
ago and went to heavenl"
sDid she go over this railroad,
are you going to see her .nowP' she
again asked.
By this time every person in the
car was upon his feet, and most Of
them were weeping. An attempt
to describe what 1 witnessed is al
most futile. Some said "God bless
that little grill" Hearing some say
that she was an angel, the little girl
earnestly replied.
'Yes, my ma used to say that l
would be an angel sometime"
Addressing herself once more TO
the conductor, she asked:
'Do you love Jesus? / do, and
if you love Him He viii let you ride
to heaven on His railroad. 1 am
going there, and 1 wish you would
go with me. He will let you in,
too, and everybody who VIII ride on
his railroad-yes, all these people.
Wouldn't you like to see heaven and
Jesus and your little girly'
These words, so innOeently and
patheucally uttered, brought a great
gush Of tears from ali eyes, but
most profuse from the eyes OF the
conductor. Some who were travel
ing on the heavenly railroad shout
ed for joy. She now asked the cen
ductor:
mister, may I lie here until we
get to heavenY
'eYes, dear, yes" he answered.
She then asked:
@Will you take me up then, so
that might see my ma. your little
girl and Jesus for do want to see
them all"
"Yes, dear angel, yes; God bless
your
The answer came in broken ac-