Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1885-02-05
RICH POOR MEN.
WHOSE HEARTS WE'RE DIA-
~ MONDS. -
The Dutch Shoemaker-Thes Scotch
Student-The Happy IIoosier Pair
The Pennsylvania Editor.

BY EDWARD PAYSON HALL.
For the Sentinel.
Who are the rich poor men? Brief.
ly / shall exhibit some very bright
specimens of that ilk. Such men are
those who have no vast peeuniary pos
sessions, but are rich in noble, gener-
Gus and disinterested feelings for 9TH
ers-richer than Vanderbilt's bank
account or the diamond treasury of
the Great Mogul of the Orient. When
/ travelled, | kept roll of honor On
q certain page Of the appendices to
my diary, where their names and the
characteristic incidents now first pub
lished below were first memorized. My
heart leaps with grateful delight at
the inestimable privilege, here first af
forded me, of perpetuating the cordial
generosity of
THE DUTCH SHOEMAKER.
A steamboat on which was pass
enger, from New Orleans to Pittsburg,
froze up one night in the ice of the
Ohio, at Cannellton, Indiana, many
miles from its destination. Next morn
ing / shouldered my knapsack and
walked across the snow-clad prairies
ffty-odd miles to Paoli, where was
newspaper office, but no work then to
be had for my humble journaman self.
The. soles of my only pair Of boots
were worn out [ took them that ev-
ening to an old Dutch shoemaker who
had shop adjoining the village hotel.
He said he would mend them by day.
light, (the hour [ had proposed to
start forward in my pedestrian tramp
toward Bloomington,1 and that his
charge would be fifty cents. Shiver-
ing in the blasts of mid-winter, chilled
to the core by the thought of the still
colder world of strangers around me,
exhausted, disheartened and almost
penniless, [ repaired to the shop of
creditor Crispin at the appointed time.
| fished up the last dollar had in the
world from the depths of my port
monnaie, and was about to offer it to
him. when he said: s,
"Dat tollar does seem to come from
neitey lo,c doaun in de recesses of your
pock book, mine young frient. No,
no, takes nuttings from you. You
shoost keeps it and goes on p
Thunder and blixen! I had been
bled by rascals and heeced by swim
dlers all over the wide Western coun-
try, till [ should have as soon expect
ed to hear the voice of an angel as to
have heard man make such speech
as that to a poor traveller! Off with
your hats, gentlemen, and cheer three
times three for the Dutch cobbler! !!
He was rich poor man, whose mere
torious wealth no arithmetic could
ever calculate and no geometry meas
urei
THE SCOTCH STUDENT.
/ was clerking at the post-office in
St. Louis A poor young Scotch stu
dent from DIR. McDowell's Medical
College came to my delivery window
one evening and paid me fifty cents,
being the postage at % cents each on
two lot ers from his parents and other
relatives in the land of Burns. He
handed me dollar and I gave him
back what thought in the dim light
was half dollar in change. w aiting
for some delayed, snow -blockaded
mails from the North, we kept open
late About II p. M, my Seotchman
returned and laid ten-dollar gold
piece on the window-si1 before me,
saying:
"Faith, now, I couldpa sleep! I
kenned ye gaze me too much sliier
when gat to me room. and the sore
thocht came on me that yer Employer
wud blame ye; and it's not bein moine
burnt into me brain so all the opium
in the city couldna make me eyes stay
closed! 'Tis but common honesty to
return it, ye may say; but was sore
ly tempted, as I've bin half-starved
| and I hayen't had a dollar Of me own
till the day in twa moonths; and a lit
tie porridge of me own make has been
me only diet for years.
| That man occupies one Of the first
positions of financial trust in Missou
ri to-day!
| THE HAPPY HOosIER PAIR.
"Nary. cent, stranger! You're
more'n welcome to anything me and
| Polly's been able to do for you!''
| Thus answered me, when I inquired
what owed kim, a giant young Hoes
1 ier, newly married to a tenderhearted
and beautiful little Hoosicr lady, by
both of whom l had been bountifully
fed and carefully nursed for Who'll;
week, after being overcome and disa
bled by a snow-storm on an Indians
prairie. God bless them both, I hop'
they are living yet and enjoying tn,
connub bial bliss in which left them
They saved my life, warmed, fed ana
doctored me, and wouldn't Charge nj
"a cent. Don't yon think they wer
rich in heart-treasures
4 THE PENNsYLvANIA: EDITOR. :
4 "Walked all the way here from
4 Canada, have you? Well, I shouls
say you were not lazy; and your fac
tells ne You aEe z young. man of in
/ telligence and promise How you
4 finds? I've got no work for you
more hands than | strictly need nov
How's your funds7',xU ~
This was the heartily spoken an
encouragement engendered greetin
q of an editor In Mifain, Pennsylvania
in whose sanctum 1 stood one gloom
winter evening, shaking the snow fror
my hat and Warming my feet at hi
stove.
! Dead broke, sir mo work since