Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1859-11-03
CHAPTER XIV.

One month has passed away since the incidents
alluded to in the last chapter took place. Afte1
brief glance at the more important charac
ters of the story, we must leave them for time
and follow our hero to America.
Milton, since the destruction Of his magnificent
residence, by fire, had hired and removed into 6
small but neat cottage some miles from hometown
How the fire originated, or what had become
Elouise, no one could tell; but the general lm
preston was, that the house was fired by the hant
of an incendiary, and that Elouise had perlshee
in the flames.
Mrs. Milton, who had become terribly burned
in her efforts to reach the room OF her daughter
was now in the asylum broken hearted and mis-
erable and Millions brow was everlastingly cloth
ed in darkness and his heart well nigh oVerpoW
cred with sorrow too weighty for description
D'Vilton and julius were still living in Mono
town but workmen were busily engagedin repair
ing the old deserted house, into which the former
intended to remove at some future day.
Jude was in London living like prince upor
the money which Milton had given him intending
to replenish his Golfers from the same source al
soon as his funds were exhausted.
Old Loo, the fortune teller, was nowhere TO o'
found; and the general impression was, that sh'
was either dead or had left the country. 1t may
be as, we'll, however, tn inform the reader, that
OF the time our chapter opens, this singular wo
man was actually living in D'Vilton's family as
porter; and was so perfectly disguised by he
male attire as to be utterly unknown to the peo
ple of hometown. Dedrick was still living IN Mil
toms employ.
George Vandry and his almost angel daughter
Rosa were still living in hometown. Let US nov
leave the beautiful shores of England, and IracI
our hero to America.
Il wonder what will become Of me" sait
boy, seating himself upon the steps OF oeautl
full mansion in the city of New York, and bursting
into tears.
Then, after some moments silence, ne cortlnu
ed Its all old Loo's fault. l never had any
thing to trouble me till she met me in the parl
in hometown. She told me that would nave
heap of trouble; and now Pete and Bessie art
both dead, and away off in this strange place
without any money, and that amt all neither
The reader must be here informed, that tht
baroue Amelia, in which Jim had left LiVerpoo
for St. Augustine, Florida, had during her pass
encountered severe gales which Obliged her 10 Pu
into New York for repairs to her rigging. while
there Jim determined to run away; and having
an opportunity some nights after, he embraced
it, and carried out his intentions. In this way
the time our chapter opens he had been IN the
city about two days. Having pound in his pock
ct. which Jude had given him prior to his depar.
ture from England he managed to procure board
and lodging for one day and night in a third class
boarding house; but, being unacquainted with
United States currency, the unprinciped landlord
had taken the pound note for one days board,
giving the boy FIVE half dimes as change due him,
and refusing to allow him to remain longer be-
meath his roof. During the second day ne ex'
pended his last dime at an eating house; so that
when night came on, he found himself without
cent in the world; without friend, and without
q place to lay his head. -.
In this deplorabe condition, after walking
the city for several hours, he sat down upon the
cold marble steps of q magnificent residence, and
gave vent to his feelings in flood of tears
Il wish didn't never see old Loo he contin
ned, bracing himself against the uted columns OF
the house, and preparing to pass the night as com
fortably as the circumstances would allow. !
wonder what I will do tomorrow 'spose
won't never see Rosa again, neither-O, my!
Just YOU look here, young scapegrace,' said q
tail, rough looking man, who at that moment ap-
peared in the doorway, Its my private 'plnion,
publicly expressed, that you'd better dry up, and
leave this place. if you don't want the boss To Kick
you down the steps,
Il amt doing no harm,' said Jim, starting to
his feet, and looking hurridly around upon the
man, and that amt NIL neither
Dry up your lip said the coarse fellow and
make yourself scarce. Come move off, absquat'
ulate, travel, slide, evaporate.' And with sucn
like Americansms, and vulgar slang, ne pushed
the boy roughly from the door.
Il Just wish you had made me fall down these
al bo
arms quickly around one Of the granite columns,
and thus saved himself from dangerous fall,
sd soon make you know that this is q free coun-
try
Good = said the man, with low chuckle OF
pleasure; good for you, young America!
That amt my name, said Jim.
sWho said it WAS come, 60 along bout your
business, if you don't want to raise muss'
Whats muss p asked Jim, quite innocently.
.What a green un! said the man, laughing
You really want to know what muss-'
.What is all that talk about, Zeke?' asked a
portly parsonage, who at that moment made his
appearance at the door, holding candle high
above his head. What do you want, my little
man p he asked, looking kindly upon Jim.
That kind voice-that bright, benevolent and
heart warming look! Oh how softly, how sooth-
ingly, how metingly did they come down upon
the ear, and overflow the sad heart of tho poor,
homeless, friendess stranger-boy! Poor Jim
could not reply; a choaking sensation was felt in
his throat, wild throb went through his heart
but, taking his cap from his head, he buried his
face in its faded purple lining, and burst into
tears.
Bless me p said the gentleman, this is remark
ably strange conduct. What's wanted, my boy Q
ssOh, sirP said Jim, with burst Of genuine