The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1889-08-10
WOMAg,s KIND HBARl.

An Incident In the GtElhood Of the PreAi,
dents paughtsF-MlSS Davis and Hsi
ThoughtfulnoSs,
Atp lori Aal.
Long before the present Mrs, Mckee
was married, or her father became Pres.
ident Of the United States, she was Wis.
iting in Baltimore, at the home Of Sem
ator Davis, whose daughter Kate was
Miss Harrison's most intimate friend.
Both girls were noted for thelr quick
sympathies, kind-heartedness and lovely
dispositions, and the following incident
serves 10 show that the reputation was
not unmerted; The young ladies were
one day riding in street car when an old
colored woman entered and seated herself
directly opposite TO them, For a few
moments she fumbled in the depths of
capScious pocket, and then felt carefully
each finger OF her cotton gloves, while
gradually a look Of dismay settled upon.
her ebony features, and finally, desist-
ing her efforts, she sat gazing hopelessly
at the toe OF her carpet slipper. Sud-
denly q bright idea seemed to strike her,
and learning toward the two young girls
opposite she Whispered in a perfectly
audible tone; "Honeys, wud you mind
untyin' dis yer garter, an helpin' obi me
70 git my money! Use dun forgot to
keep out any change, an | duss'pt stoop
count OBJ de crick in my back"
Carefully raising q clean calico skirt
she exposed TO view q white cotton
stocking, with q goodsized lump Just
above the ankle,
"Dar It's, honey; daris whar l allus
carries II, an lse neber lost o cent YETI
Although the car was full OF people,
and among them one or two fashionable
young men, II was characteristic oithese
girls that they could not refuse TO do q
kindly act, but bending toward the old
negress, Miss Harrison carefully un,
wound the long knit garter, and Miss
Davis plunged her little gloyed hand into
the novel portmonnRie und drew out the
desired change.
A few years later Miss Davis became
the wife OF Lieutenant r. NJ, G, Brown,
so lately distinguished for bravery on
board the III .iated Trenton at Samoa.
Among her wedding gifts was a simple
little Winaigreite, presented by a friend,
who had met with financial losses and
was at that tune earning her own living.
Several costly jeweled Vinaigarettes had
been given by Weather friends, but II
was thel humble little silver and glass
bottle which Mrs, Brown carried on her
wedding trip that her sensitive friend
might SEQ that altered circumstances
made not tile slightest difference In her
regard, and the small love token was
looked upon with more favor than the
c%ostlier gifts Of courtesy. 1t Is certainly
IN accordance with the fitness OF things
that women with characters like these
should be holding the first places In the
land, one q member OF the Executive
family, and the other a iavorite 10 so.
cisty aud the wife Of U noted naval
officer.
The following little incident Is related
OF tho impulsiye kindness Of Camilla
Urso, the famous viollnist. While max
ing one OF her tours she stopped for q
night in q small New Hampshire town.
Sue had retired early, but was disturbed
by talking Immediately under her win.
dow, and she gradually became interest.
cd In the conversation. II seemed that
one oil the young men, an employe Of q
factory, had had %beQueathed to him by
a musical relative a line violin. Beinga
passionate lover Of music and possessed
OF considerable talent, the young fellow
devoted oil OF his spare time To practice,
and was Just now, IN answer 10 some
question, recounting his progress to a
friend.
"know tho music Is there,' said he,
land now and then II comes at my bid.
ding, hut l would give the world to
hear, Just once, that old violin talk"
In an instant madame was out Of her
bed, and, calling for her maid, sent
TO the astOnished youth this message:
Bring me the violin, and l will make
1t talk"
In u few moments Camilla Urso stood
In robe de muffin the small room OF a
country hotel, making the violin talk"
while Just outside the door the dc.
owner Of the instrument was
drinking in the music for which his soul
had longed.
A similar story might be told OF Ade-
laide Phillips, when, In her prime, she
visited San Francisco. A little girl was
crying and struggling in the hands Of
her nurse in one Of the corridors Of the
hotel Just as the cantatriCe was leaving
her room en.route for the opera. Stop.
ping for a moment she inquired the
cause Of the trouble, and was informed
that papa and mamma had gone to
hear Miss Phillips sing, and she
wanted to hear her, too"
"And SO you shall replied the singer,
"but not at night, when all good little
girls arc in bed, butto.morrow morning,
ut 10 O'Clock, you may come to my
room and we will have an opera, all 10
ourselves"
She was as good as her word, and the
next forenoon sang for an hour the airs
moat.suited to childish ears.
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