Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-01-19
An0rigiral 8onra11te,
WRITTEN FOR TIE yoRKv1LLE ENQUIRER.
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BY MRS. MARY A. DEN1sOS.
CHAPTER XII.

By MRS. MARY A. DEN1sos.
CHAPTER XII.
THE ORPHANS FIND ANOTHER HOME.
There was hustle about the door of
mean looking house, in mean looking
court, at the north part of the city of New
York. A few chairs had been moved in-a
table, pine bedstead, lonely and much
faded couch-under the superintendence Of
a pale, tall young man with hollow cheeks
and eyes so grief-ful, that they excited the
sympathy of the rough men who were help
ing him. A large old fashioned, ill-look-
ing room was the depository of the few
household articles; and as soon as they
were tumbled within, the boy began very
slowly to set them in order. Then he went
out, purchased loaf and number Of 9th
er things, which he brought home in pa
per-parcels, and placed them in the closet.
This done, he kindled fire in the grim
looking fireplace, and sat down to listen
and to wait. So ..,
Presently, he sprang to his feet, hurried
to the door, down stairs, and led back again
sad-looking woman who cluug to his arm
and tottered weakly to the chair he had
placed for her. She was followed by a gen.
tie but sorrowful girl-pale, tearful-who
came slowly on and cast look about the
cheerless ,room-trying in such helpless,
hopeless way to smile as she did so, that it
was pitiful to behold her.
you must help me make things little
nice, STAR said the youth. d did the best
I could, bat I am clumsy at it. Then We
must make some tea for mother; am sure
she needs it, - -.-rs ,
The woman, who seemed to have be-
come taller and gaunt in her frame, shook
her head slowly, tears brimming up to her
eyes.
i don't want tea; I don't want anything
in this world, but to die,' she said, slowly.
%! mother, don't talk so! I can't live
if you dc = cried poor Star, sobbingly.
Il don't know what you want to live for?
said the woman, in the same listless, depair-
ing way. 49,.
you'll bear up bravely, by and by moth
err said Fred, speaking with courage he
was far from feeling.
sBear up! bear up! what have got to
bear up for?'
For us mother-Bogus and Starr said
Fred, cheerfully. I'VE are going to live
for you and work for you; and you must
live for US. The little money we have will
90 a good ways with proper management
20! but to think they should have turned
him out at such time and Caroline, my
own sisterp cried the woman, wringing her
hands. Forever and forever, I'll lay his
death at their door. They'll have some
curse for it-depend upon it, children,
they'll have some curse for it. 1t was
heathenish. Oh would have done such a
thing Not for worlds upon worlds!
For some moments she talked in this
wild way-the children standing by, ex-
changing sad glances; but at length the
violence of her grief spent itself, and she
moaned childishly, still working her hands
and her fingers. At last Star set herself
resolutely to work, and in a short time the
room began to assume cheerful appear
auce. Many things they missed, even of
the homeliest comforts, that belonged to
their western household, but by the time
the kettle was singing and the pine table,
covered with newspaper, set with their
scanty store Of crockery, they had ceased to
compare this with that, and Joined in urg-
ing their mother to sit up to the table.
Couldn't, Star-couldn't, no ways
don't ask me, don't! Forty years I've sat
opposite him, and it chokes me, if try to
eat mouthful that way. Give me bit of
bread here, in my hand. 'Tisn't much I'll
be wanting-nor long
Star obeyed her mother, and her brother
and herself sat down in silence. After they
had finished their meal, they found that
the old lady, overcome with fatigue, slept
in her chair, and sitting down together they
talked in low tones.
sWhat are you going to do, 8ogus?' ask
ed Star, putting an arm about her brothers
neck.
Il don't see-just now, Star, darling; but
I shall pretty soon. The good minister who
talked with us yesterday, said Providence
would provide; and I've no doubt there II
be smart chance for me somewhere, before
long. We have but little money, so we
mustn't be idle. The worst thing have
to worry me, is mothers unhappiness.-
She don't seem to get reconciled at all !;
and fear their sending US from the house,
you know he stopped moment to gather
up his voice-swas toe much for her. I'm
afraid, Star, she'll never be herself again
Il don't know Star said, musiugly. Il
feel more hopeful about her than that; butt
Oh Bogus, that you should have to give
up everything, seems so dreadful. I can't
reconcile myself to that; and you expecteer
and had right to expect so much = s.
Never mind me, Star. I'm young aneS
strong enough to work for you both-yoAt
and mother. There will be enough coming
to US from the sale of the farm-for, 'th
course, they'll sell our nice home-to tai "
good care of mother You and don't nee ts
so many comforts, quite, as she does
sHow much do you think will comey al
u.s.? to
Ishould think, over thousand dolla, ST
said Fred. irl-