The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1854-09-14

Her friend again smiled at her SIM
plicity, advised her to keep good look
out now she had come to the city, and
they parted he thinking her sweet
smile might pay her fare, and she to
search for the sign of Brown, Wilson
& Co which she soon found, and en-
tered the shop. 1t was thronged with
eager buyers and civil clerks intent on
their sales. She looked up and down
the long counters all were unknown to
her, till at the extremity Of one she saw
Otis Jackson. His eye met hers, aud
instantly fell; she saw that in that
glance he had recognized her. He was
her townsman, and an old schoolmate of
her brother, two years older than Charles
Halfway. Ruth went to the end of the
counter where he stood, and said, Otis a!
Her voice was low, but it had heart
sound it seemed to come, as indeed it
did, from another world than that Vanity
Fair that surrounded her. Ladies ex-
amining laces paused to look at her, and
one or two of the clerks turned their
3 eyes to Otis jackson, expecting him to
answer, but he averted his eye, and went
to the extremity of the store to receive
: some new customers.
!. els Mr.. Henshaw here ?" inquired
I Ruth. She was civilly answered, anc
iMr. Henshaw was summoned.
I" Where is my brother 7" she said
There were tears in her voice, though
none in her eyes. 1t was rather an in
definite inquiry from total stranger
but whether it was her family resem-
blance to her brother, or the tone of her
voice supplying all that words wanted,
Henshaw was sure the inquiry was for
Halfway, and coming from behind the
t counter, before he replied, said in low
I, voice to Ruth, You have heard Of
a your brothers. misfortune :"
e eyes; where is he 7"
4 Why-he-you cannot see him i'm
' mediately; if you will tell me where
e you are staying, l will try to get leave
to come to you in the course of the day,
and 90 with you and see him"
ooh, I must 60 now. l shall stay
where he is, I have no other place"
A" Henshaw 20 called out Mr.. Brown,
, " who arc you talking to there ?"
Henshaw went close to him and ex-
planned.
" A pretty business this" said the
) surly master +" look, she is lingering
over the laces they are birds Of a
! feather, brother and sister," Poor
Ruth had unconsciously placed her hand
on the box Of laces.
! "Go to your business behind tn,
= counter" added Brown, and then strid
: ing up to Ruth, and taking her by tn
? arm with a mixture of savageness ant
. familiarity, he said, Walk out of m,
= shop, or l will send you to the Police
Office"
"Tell me first where my brother is. ,
; Where all thieves should be-in th,
Tombs."
The Tombs where are the Tombs !"
= eco out and ask along the street
n you'll soon find out"
4 Ruth went forth with burning heart
= She walked rapidly a few steps from tn
10 hateful shop, and then stopped, con
l. fused and uncertain what next to do
:, She looked up and down the street, an
N in the faces of passcrs-by. No on
!, needed her; while it seemed to her tina
all the world should know what she fel
;, and what she wanted. She was pro
" ceeding slowly, when suddenly a fnge
. touched her shoul Ter, and a low voice
n spoke kindly to her. 1t was Henshaw
His face was agitated and highly colored
), and hardly seemed the same serene
4 mild countenance she had first addressed
K Il will go with you now" he said, vt
see your brother"
{. "Oh, can your how kind you are.
d How much this kindness had cos
}, Henshaw, Ruth little dreamed. On he
d leaving the shop he had not been abl
), to repress his indignation at Brown
Q inhumanity. Brown was abusive. Hen
e shaw was hot and hasty and declarin
o his intention of attending the little gir
Immediately to her brother. Brow