Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1856-06-26

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"Aye, aye, marin !' replied Harry in
feigned voice, now that he had gotten safe
distance from the wharf, and having pursu
ed devious course, and felt that he va:
pretty sure of no immediate capture. "lis,
marm."
"Where are you going driver? Where's
my father? Let me out this instant d" werc
her rapid utteranccs.
"Yis, marm," replied Harry, preserving
his incognito.
"Yee's going wherever ye likes, marm.-
Sure, the ovid gintlcman will be afther com
ing along at wanst, marin and it's rainin
so, marin, yer Elegant little fut 'ud get wet
entirely, so it stands to rasin yees 'ud better
stop inside"
This repulse only terrified Mary the more.
But she was pretty stout-hearted girl, and
not of the kind that indulge in sal, voI, and
Mysteries at every little contretsmps.
"Open the door this instant, sir !" was
her prompt reply.
"Och, sure, masm, isn't it the rain for
bids ?"
"Shall 1 call the police?'
"Divil a bit, marm, on my account. -
Then resuming his natural voice, he added
with laugh-"Because I'm very much
afraid, Mary, dear, they'll question my IL
cense to drive this particular vehicle and
its contents"
"Why, Harry p was all that Mary could
utter in her astonishment, for he was the
last person she expected to see at such a
time and in such position.
"That's me-" laughted Harry. "And
now I've got you, what shall do with you ?"
"Oh, Harry! If the real driver should
come he would put you in prison for the
jest. Oh, pray do, for my sake, drive right
back to the boat"
"For your sake, Mary, I shall do no such
thing. Then would be punished to GER
tainty, and what is more, should deserve
it,"
"Harry, Harry, what shall we do?" cried
the now still more perplexed girl"
"Mary, do you really love me ?" asked
Harry.
"How can you ask such question, and
at such a time, Harry? You know do, or
you would not be here"
every well; then our course is clear E.
nough. If take you back to your father,
he'll never forgive either of u.s."
"That's true, Harry"
"And he'll never forgive us if I don't"
"I'm afraid not, Harry"
every we'll, then, Mrs. Singleton"
"Why, Harry"
81 mean Mrs. Singleton that ought to be,
to save your character and my own"
"Oh, Harry"
"Now that you run away with me, 1 think
the best thing you can do, at once, is to run
away with my name also"
"Anything you please, Harry dear, but
do let me get out of this prison. I'm so a.
fraid the cabman will find you out, and then
what would become Of poor little me-"
"All right" said Harry. Looking around
and perceiving nobody nigh, he stopped the
cab, took out his precious burthern, and
walked rapidly off in another direction.
~ have a good friend who lives not very
far from here" said he. "His wife will take
capital care of you till breakfast time. By
that time I can change my appearance to
that of something more appropriate, and will
send for minister He will give us right,
dear, to return. to New York little more
comfortably than we left it. What do you
say to it?"
She pressed his arm, and no further ans
wer was necessary.
Cab No 323, Albany, was found empty
in the street next morning, and returned to
Patrick McDiverty, its disconsolatc owner.
A FIVE dollar bill, and an apology, reached
him about the same time, perfectly compile
ting his satisfaction.
Mr.. Mortimer received note at Congress
Hall, about P NJ, that threw him into a
violent passion, and subsequently into car
en- route for Saratoga. He altered his mind
however, at the first stopping place, got out,
and made his way back to this city.
Two weeks afterwards we had dainty
enveloped note in our hand, containing two
cards united with white satin ribbon
"lIr and Mrs. Singleton" were "at home"
that evening, at No.-Fourteenth street.
We can count four in the Singleton fami-
ly at this moment.-N Y Sunday Times.