The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1895-07-11
THE CHAPLAlN.s STORY.
He Found Sympathy in the Hearts o,
Strangers.

Strangers.
81 was in Nav York on business, :"
the chaplain said at the club, when I
received wire announcing the serious
sickness of my youngest child, a girl
about six years old. She was the pet
and the hope of the home. l took the
first train west. On account of floods
we were detained on the road two
days. When 1 arrived the nervous
strain upon me would have crushed
me, l think, had not considered that
the life of this child depended upon
the attention l must give her, based,
of course, on the physicians skill. 1
carried her in my arms for two days
and nights.
''She had no sleepfor fifty hours, and
her life hung upon her getting few
hours sleep. After consultation med
zeal skill suggested an opiate. 1t was
given, and l held her on my lap in
order that she should get absolute
quiet and rest. just as she fell into
slumber she was aroused by the cry on
the street of banana peddler. She
was startled and the physicians face
showed plainly that he regarded the
case as hopeless. / handed my child
to him and went into the street to
speak to the peddler. explained to
MIN the condition of my child, and told
him l would buy all his stock if he
would not cry his goods in front of my
house. At first he was disposed to re-
sent this, as he thought it was an in
fraction of his rights. However, he
soon saw the propriety Of it, and he
told me he would not cry his fruit any
more in front of 10y house. / then
asked him if he would use his influence
to keep others away. Then ] reflected
that to do this he must be loser, and
knowing his family support depended
upon the sale of his fruits, ] made him
a proposition. That was to act as a
sort Of special policeman in front of
my house until the situation in the
sickroom changed, l to pay him for his
service. He consented, and until the
him he was as faithful as a watchdog.
He warned off every huckster who
came in sig hit, and his interest in the
childs welfare grew to be as tender as
it was touching.
ION the corner below was a news
boy from whom l had frequently
| bought papers. The banana man went
to him and explained the condition OF
affairs in my home and asked him to
| change his place and go elsewhere.
| That night l was informed that boy
wanted to see me at my door. On
going there | found the newsboy in
| question. He had his hat in his hand.
AS soon as l appeared to him he said,
in his honest way: Il hear your gals
sick. | amt got much, but here's all
I've got, and it's for her. With this
he thrust a greasy roll of paper in nay
hand, and before l could fully realize
what he was up to he had gone.
looked at the contents of that paper
and it contained that boys earnings
from his papers. l tried to overtake
the boy, but he had gone. l left word
for him to come back to the honse.
Several days passed and the banana
man, who was still on guard, reported
| to me that he had not seen the boy
and that no one knew where he was.
| In the course of time my little one re-
| covered. God gave her back to me, and
| | instituted search for the newsboy
It took me some time to find him
When did he was down on Thirty
ninth street. He saw me coming and
scampered away. 1t took me some
! little time to get to him. When l die
| explained to him that the little one
was we'll and that he must take bacl
the money he gave me. He was a
| first reluctant to do SO, but finally
consented. Is the gal we'll, he said
and don't she need nothin'?' | told
him she needed nothing, and that hi
could come back to his old corner. :
would do anything for a sick gal HI
said, as he looked at me in the mos
honest way.
81 have read good deal about sym
pathy. | have heard and read gout
deal in the way of eulogy, but | nevel
heard anything as eloquent as tha
boys sentiment for the sick gal, anc
neVe: saw any thing as tender as the
solicitude of the fruit peddler. This
world, gentlemen, is full of tender
chords, and there are always hands t.
play upon them, and what sweet musi,
they make"
When the chaplain had told his story
I saw several strong men get up ant
walk over to the window and look out
silently. But knew it was not for the
purpose of seeing anything. The chap
lain himself had unconsciously sweep
the chords of which he had spoken
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