The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1879-07-22
TRI-WEEKLY EDITION

the funeral-like silence of the room brok,
the sweet, grave, child-voice:
"'Amid the permutations and combina
ions OF the actors and the forces which
make up the great Kaleidoscope of history,
we often find that turn Of Dcstiny's hanG
Everybody about us turned and looked
! The Dreathcss silence; the sweet, childish
voice; the childish face; the long, unchild.
like words, produced weird effect.
But tie help had come too late; the I'M.
happy brother was already staggering in
humiliation from the stage. The band
! quickly struck up, and waves of lively mu.
BIC were rolled out to cover the defeat.
! gave The little sister glance i'm which
l meant to show the intense sympathy
felt; but she did not see me- Her eyes,
swimming with tears, were on her brothers
lace. put my arm around her. She was
too absorbed to heed The carcss, and before
l could appreciate her purpose, she was OF,
her way to the shamcstrickcn young mar
sitting with face like statues.
When he saw her by his side, the sci
lace relaxed, and quick mist came into
Ills eyes. The young men got closer to-
gcther, TO make room for her. She sat
down beside him, laid her flowers on his
knee, and slipped her hand in his.
could not keep my eyes from her sweet,
plying face. saw her whisper to him,
he bending Il little to catch her words.
Later, found out that she was asking hin,
if he knew his "piccc" now, and that he
answered yes
when the young man next on the list
had spoken, and while the band was play
ing, the Child, to the brothers great sur.
prise, made her way up the stage steps, and
pressed through the throng of professors
and trustees and distinguished visitors ur
to the college president
:lf you please, sir, she said with little
curtcsy, "will you and the trustees let my
brother try again3 He knows his piece
now."
For moment, the president stared at
her through his gold-bowcd spcctacles, and
then, approaching the child's petition,
he smiled on her, and went down and spoke
to the young man who had failed.
SO it happened that when the band had
ceased playing, it was briefly announced
that MIR. would now deliver his ora
Historical Parallels"
"'Amid the permutations and combina-
tons of the actors and the forces which
make up the great Kaleidoscope of history
-" This the little sister whispered to
him as he rose to answer the summons.
I A ripple of heightened and expectant
interest passed over the audience, and then
all sat stonestill, as though fearing to
breathe lest thc speaker might again take
fright. No danger! The Ilcro in the youth
was aroused. lie went at his ''piece" with
set purpose to~conqucr, to redeem himself,
and to bring the smile back into the child's
tear-staincd face. watched the face dur
ing the speaking. The wide eyes, the part
ell lips, the whole rapt being said that the
breathlcss audience was forgotten, that her
spirit was moving with his.
And when the address was ended with
the ardent abandon Of one who catches en-
thusiasm in the realization that he is fight
ing down wrong Judgment and conquer
ing sympathy, the effect was really thrill
ling. That digniflcd audience broke into
rapturous applause; bouquets intended for
the valcdictorian raincd like tempest.
And the child who had helped to save the
day-that one bcaming little face, in its
pride and gadness, is something to be for
ever remembered. .