The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1901-09-29

full speech--in defense of himself and his
companions for the Irish rebellion. and
their attempt to seize the arsenal and the
arms in Dublin and set Ireland free.
wonder how many Of the modern school
boys ever heard of Emmett, one of the
noblest. purest and most eloquent patriots
in all history. 1t took q smart boy,
gifted boy, a good, kind-hearted boy, to
speak that speech with feeling ana
pathos. Chan Holt could do it, and ne
was the only one of our set who could
make the turkey bumps rise on our
spines and our hearts go pity-pat as ne
stretched himself a little higher and ex-
claimed: "Let no man write my epitaph.
Until Ireland is free, let not my epitaph
be written He had been already tried
and convicted, and when the stern old
chief Justice asked him if he had any
thing to say why sentence of death
should not be pronounced, he made this
speech. The Judge could not conceal his
emotion and all the court was in tears.
Robert Emmett was very great man.
Although but % years old at his death,
he was the peer and companion of Cur
ran, Grattan and Philips. and the friend
and college mate of Thomas Moore. the
Currans daughter, the beautiful Sarah.
and Tom Moore has written a charming
poem about their sad and broken hearted
destiny. Had it not been for Sarah and
his love, Emmett would not have been
tried, for he and his fellow patriots who
were leaders of the rebellion of 1898. had
already escaped, most of them to Ameri-
ca but Emmett fingered for Sarah's sake
Among those rebels who escaped to
America was young man named Ma
guire, who landed at Charleston and
settled there. He had some means, and
began business as a linen merchant, and
prospered. Not long after this he mar
red an orphan girl, the daughter of a
sea captain, and they lived happily to-
gether. Two children were born to them
James and Caroline. No children ever
had more loving parents, no parents
ever had more loving and lovely children
and for years there was no foreboding
of any calamity or affliction that could
or would befall them.
But now, as next Saturday, the 2Sth
is Orphans day, my nominations that
began with Robert Emmett have, without
design, brought my thoughts along down
to this Mcguire, who was one of his
friends and compatriots. / wish to tell
the young-people little story about
what happened to James and Caroline.
1t may read like a romance, but it is all
fact. The story will fit the day that is
to come, the 2Sth, and will fit the or
phans at the home, near Decatur, and
those at Clinton. in South Carolina and
those anywhere and everywhere, for it is
fact that 10 per cent of all the children
under II years of age are either father
less or motherless. Orphans are the
wards of the nation, and are as much en-
titled to our care and maintenance as
are the blind and the deaf. Charity to |
helpless. friendless children is one thing |!
we can all agree upon. We may differ in |
politics or religion, but charity is uni
yersal sentiment. The man who loves |
his fellow men and sympathizes with
them in their distress is forgiven for his |
faults, for charity hideth multitude
of sins. A man may gamble or cheat or
drink or lie. but if he is good to the poor
and friendless it balances the scales 1t
is Dutch story that Jacob Snyder kept
a MILL When he died and knocked at I
st. Peters gate for admission, the good
saint said, "Jacob. you did keep a mil. |
down in de lower world and you did |
take too much toll-thee cam |
not come in" "Ah. good saint, dot is |
true" said Jacob, sometimes ven de |
water vas low and de stones vas dull, |
did take a little too much toll, but I al |
ways gave it to de poor" The good |
saint pondered and ruminated long, but |
finally said Jacob, l will let you in, but |
it do strain the gate
In the summer of 1915 the yellow fever,
that awful scourge. visited Charleston |
and in q weeks time had swept the poo
pie away by thousands. 1t was several |
days before the panic became universal |
and then all who could go fled in terror.
but in hundreds of families one or moro |
were taken and could not leave. Mcguire |
and his wife We're taken the same day |
They lived but twentyfour hours and |
were buried by night in the same grave
The little boy of 8 years was hurried |
away by kind-hcarted man. and @the |
little girl of by smother. just then the |
order came from the board of physicians
to remove all the children Immediately. |
and james was hurried on q. schooner
bound for Boston, and Caroline on
another bound for Savannah. They did
not meet nor kiss a sad farewell nor
knew of each others fate nor where they |
were going. What grief was theirs!
What brny tears! Bereft! Bereft! that
is the word for it means snatched away. |
Yes, / knew something about these or
phans, for this same Caroline was my
mother, and many a time have | sat at
her knee and listened and wept over the
sad story of her orphanage. How in a
day she lost her parents and her brother,
and was left alone without relative
this side of the sea.
She was placed in the orphan asylum in
Savannah and was cared for by good peo-
pie until she was 10 years Old when one
day a good lady came in fine carriage
to choose and adopt a child. The orphans
were all clad in their best garments and
gathered in the great, big company room
and after they were seated the grand
lady went round and round talking kind
ly to one and another and after long in
spection stopped at Caroline and said. |
II will take this one" The poor girl
was alarmed and cried with grief at be-
ing separated from those she had learned
TO love- The great lady was the mother
of Rev. Dr. Goulding and the grand
mother of Frank Goulding, who wrote