Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1891-11-27
Real Kindness.


edge of the icy stone pavement grinding
| out his few tunes on a wheezy hand organ
| and holding in one hand a tin cup for pen
MES. The cold wind blew through his
rags, and he was indeed pitiful object
Yet few of the passers by seemed to pity
him. They We're all in hurry, and it was
too cold to stop and hunt for pennies in
pockets and purses.
mans cap off 1t fell by the side of the
around for it with his bare, red hands, and
it, and finally began playing again bare
headed, with his scanty gray locks tossed
about in the wind
People came and went, happy, well
dressed men and women in silks and vel
gloves and mufflers. But none of them
paid any attention to the old man.
BY and by a woman came out of an al
ley, an old woman in rags and tatters,
with a great bundle of boards and sticks
on her bent back. Some of the boards
were SO long that they dragged on the
ground behind her, and it had evidently
taken her a long time to tie all the boards
on her back
She came along, bending low under her
burden, until she was within few feet of
the old organ grinder. She saw his cap
lying by the pavement. She saw him sit
ting there bareheaded.
She stopped and united the rope that
bound the bundle to her back, and in a
moment the boards were lying on the
ground. Then she picked up the cap, put
it on the old mans head and tied it down
with a ragged string of handkerchief
taken from her own neck
"Cold, ha1n't it?" she said.
He nodded
s'Ain't gittin much today?"
He shook his head again.
She fumbled in her ragged skirts for a
moment and finally brought forth cop
per. She dropped it into his little cup,
hoisted the great bundle on her back and
went on her way.-Youth's Companion.
IamIng u snrew.
A certain woman of fashion conspicuous
in the society of a city not thousand
miles from Washington, whose infirmity
of temper has given rise to very interest
ing gossip occasionally, figures in a quaint
little story that is at present going the
rounds.
A short time ago she was entertaining
at supper lady of her acquaintance, when
it CHANGED that there way placed upon the
table small pot of chocolate. The hostess
of the occasion was very fond of the bever-
age in question, partaking of it every even
ing of her life. Unfortunately the servant
had neg Elected to make more than the usual
quantity, which was just about sufficient
for single cup.
Accordingly, when the guest was asked
if she would have some, she hesitated 8
moment and said no. Whereupon her en-
tertainer flushed with anger at the con
tretemps and, rising from her seat, deliber
ately poured the contents of the chocolate
pot out of the window.
This was embarrassing for the lady en-
tertained, to say the least of it, OF course,
however, she pretended to take no notice,
merely glancing slyly at her host. who
made the third person at the repast, to see
if he evinced any consciousness respecting
the proceeding. But he only smiled slight.
ly beneath his mustache and made no re-
mark.
Presently he asked her if she would have
some chicken salad, of which big dishfnl
made the principal feature among the
viands.
Il thank you, no." she replied, merely
because she had preference for something
else
Immediately, as if it were quite matter
of course, the host picked up the chicken
salad and threw it, dish and all, out through
the window into the garden.
Its way we have here" he remarked,
calmly.
Nobody said anything for quite five min
utes afterward, but the extreme amiability
exhibited by the hostess for the rest of the
evening led the visitor to imagine that the
lesson thus given after the manner of Pc
truchio was not without a certain domestic
usefulness. Post.