The Abbeville banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1847-1869, 1859-03-24
Il hope not replied the girl with a shud

"cil, Wcil-We u THROW MIN out, uar-
ling. Pm sure, however, tEat he would
very quickly apply for your hand if he
thought he could get it. But as wouldn't
have him, and as don't think you would,
we'll consider him disposed of in advance.
But there's Chaunccy Stcwart-how is it
with him Don't you think he would like
to propose?'
Pm sure I don't know returned
Myra, opening her book, and pretend
ing to find something interesting there.
But what should you think 2
Il never thought anything about it.,
papa
But her father had thought about it and
he fancicd that when tho crotc dart came
it would come with the heart Of those three,
whom he had mentioned, impaled upon its
shaft. Thus far in life she had been gov
crned by his advice and he resolved to
qualify himself to advise in the present
case. Later in the afternoon, as Myr;l
walked in the garden, pondcring very deep
ly upon something that had occupied her
thoughts ever since her interview with her
father, she was startled 10y the appearance
Of an old bcggar man i'll her path. lie
looked wan and weary, and his garb was
scant and poor.
'Charity charity" he murmurcJ, lean
ing upon his statl.
The maiden had moi been at all fright
cnel-only startled from her own busy
,houglts-and she quickly forgot all else
i'll her sympathy for the poor old man be-
fore her.
'Cume with me TO the house, she
said and you shall find what you need.
Come
But-not there. Give me money
here
'I'II give tree rest and food first, good
father
'IIa, ha, ha?' laughed the old man
throwing off the wig, and the beard, and
the false eyebrows, and shaking tie crook
out Of his back. "IIa, ha la its pretty
good. If my own little Robin didn't know
me who should
Myra was very much astonished when
she saw her own father step back from be-
hind the disguise, and she wondered ex
cecdingly what his object could bc in sucl,
a strange performance; but when she
asked him he only told her to say nothing
Of what she had seen, and in good time
she would know all about it.
But you didn't recognize me, did you I"
he said.
I'm sure didn't
Then it is all right
That evening Hamilton Kirk went away,
and he told his man that he should not
return before the next day, and perhaps
net until the day after that. lie went in
his chaise, and took large bundle with
him.
Joseph Vaughan WAS in his store, ready
to wait upon his customers. lie was 81
handsome young man, and his moral char
acter was good. In fact, he rather prided
himself upon his morality. His boy was
engaged in putting away some clothes, and
he was reading the morning paper, when
he heard a step at his door, which WAS
was open to admit the soft halmy air. lie
looked up, and Lcheld a poor, fororn look
ing man, who seemed bent beneath the
weight of years and infrmities, and whose
garb was scant and ragged.
The old man asked for charity.
I've nothing at all to spare replied
Vaughan.
but 1'm in need, kind sir. Help me il
you can
/ tell you | can't
And the old man went away.
Henry Walsh also kept store in the
town, and lie was in his place Of business
for he had rivals in trade, and he found ii
necessary to attend closely to his own af
fairs. He was Young and good looking
had the name Of being generous and opcr
hearted. lie had just disposed of Gus
toner, when the ragged, way worn beggal
entered the store.
Charity plead the applicant, trembling
upon his staff.
'Eh-want helpr returned Walsh
examining the old fellow from head te
foot.
sYes. am in need
We'll how much do you want?'
Il ask not for much, kind SIR
Here is a dollar. Will that hel
yous' 20.
'Yes-vcry much
'Thcn it's yours; and see that you make
a good use OF it, And thcreupon the
young man returned to his work, leaving
the beggar to go when he pleased.
Chauncery Stewart was shoemaker
and lie not only employed quite numbe