Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1857-10-08

shrunk from allowing Mrs. Jones to feel that
she was burden upon US. No--come what
might, the good old soul should not be re-
moved from the circle in which che seemed
to have placed all her happiness. She
should live with us as long as she lived at
all, and if we were reduced to beggary, why
we would beg for her too.
I started up and paced the office with a
impatient step 1t may seem strange that
strong healthy man, shold be, so powerless
as I was to procure living for my family !;
but so it was. 1t was growing dusk, and l
felt it was near my time.to go home. I had
intended sending some fuel to my house, but
l was disappointed in some money that a
certain publisher of daily paper was owing
me, and I now dreaded that there was dark.
ness on the hearth at home.
was just locking up, when boy came
up to me with folded paper. Tread it un-
der the lamp post. 1t ran thus:
Come to No-,Tremont Road at six o.
clock
I saw no alternative but to do as was
asked. The boy was gone, so I could make
no excuse; and I walked over the damp
leaves that lay crushed upon the sidewalk,
which the November blast had shaven that
very hour from the trees. went over the
ground rapily, for I wanted to learn the er'
rand, and be away.
rang at the number designated. 1t was
good brick house, with substantial granite
steps well-lighted vestibule with glass
doors, and could see that the whole front
was well supplied with gas. heard little
feet scamperiug through the hall, but as the
doors were of grooved glass, [ could see
nothing.
A servant came to the door, and waited on
me to handsome drawing-room, with plain
but new and good furniture. waited in
curious speculation for some minutes. There
had been no plate upon the door, so could
not even tell the name of the person wish
ing to see me. I was standing before the
chimney-piece, examining picture, when
child ran into the room. 1t was so like lit
tie Kitty, that I would have called her So
had not the pretty embroidered robe and
silk apron looked so different from our chill
dren's plain clothes. But another little
head was peeping in at the open door, and
that was little Charley, only for the scarlet
frock and neat CATERS; and then the two
made long rush across the floor, and ran
into my arms; while slowly and majestical
ly, sweeping along in her ample grapes and
bombazines, came portly Mrs. Jones, and
behind her Susy, smiling and blushng like
the dawn. 1 think I had a womanly fee!
ing come upon me just then. felt sor
of faintness, and 1 passed my hand a cors:
my eyes, to be sure that I was wide awake
Susy laid her hand upon my shoulder.
You owe it to this kind friend. here,
whispered she. She has been trying you
deeply
Trying me?' I said aloud.
Yes, my good FRIEND said Mrs. Jones
herself. Il was rich, and had no one abou
me but selfish and interested people, whit
wanted all my money. 1 have long owned
this house, and lived in it when met yor
first; but thought suggested by your in
vitatiou to go to you induced me to try Wheth
er you would keep me if I had happened t'
be poor, and abundantly satisfied with th'
result We made money at the old house il
Howard street, which no one but ourselves
ever knew of, and I always intended to fine
you and make you my heir. had, how
ever, rather that you would enjoy my prop
erty, while I can have the pleasure of see
ing you; so invite you to return my visit
You will find handsome office, well fittcc
up for you in Court street, when you g
down tomorrow morning. The boy VIII
will wait on you has the key of the door
but here are the keys of the desk and Ii
brary.'
I declare to you, reader, the generosity
of this woman unnamed me more than tht
disconsolate thoughts which had haunted
me the whole afternoon. It seemed tot
good to believe, and when we walked out t.
the dining-room, and sat down to supper a
which no expenses was spared, could onl.
look from one to the other, and wonder if
was in dream.
I took possession of my grand office th
next day. Briefs poured in upon me; TO
who will not require the services of ricl
lawyer, and who wants the eservices of poo
one? I rose rapidly, and am still standing
: in high places. speak it with reverence
: owe it to a woman.
We bought the cottage, with its littl
garden, and we 60 there in summer ant
play poverty again for few of the hotties
weeks. We have four children now, ant
Mrs. jones pets them all. She is now try
ing to have me seek out my old aunt DE
horah, and perhaps I will. The old farmer
: too, intend now that he shall shear fror
r me-
A LITERAL RUNAWAY MATCu.-A CAP
r ital story is told by Texas paper of run
al Ilxak Skzk