Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1860-05-09

receive her pay. These sewing women are
very punctual in regard to their pay. Now
this Miss Rowand appears to be very decent
sort Of girl, and entrusted her with work
but nevertheless -"
Madam, can you and will you inform me
where | may find this GIRL" exclaimed the
editor, who was not in very patient mood to
hear the lady's dissertation on punctualty.
'0h, yes, sir"
A long delay occurred in which time the
loquacious Directress consulted an enormous
book, and at last her long, long finger stop
ped at the name. Returning, she said
"Pine ST., below Broad she lives with
an Irish woman named McElinn, and that is
all know about her; l was going on to re-
mark that -"
accept my thanks, madam" exclaimed
the editor, as he left the house he ordered
his driver to proceed with all possible haste
to the Baltimore depot Gathering down
Pine Street and into the splendid thorough
fare of Broad Street, drove John Garland, as if
his life depended upon his hast TWAS near
ly midnight when he reached the Depot;
ordering his carringe to stand at the door as
if awaiting the arrival of the twelve o'clock
train from the Monumental city, the editor
penetrated into the mysterious recesses of
Pine Street
"McFlinn, the name was" unused the ed
itor. Let me see if I can find this-Halloi
Zounds and onions, who have we here? I'm
baulkedn
Two men confronted the editor, and under
the hat of one by the dim gas light he recog-
nized familiar face
Aubrey Belton pursued his way, also at
60 49, h. A,r,I,f foh
the editor was aiming The carriage of the
latter, however, had accelerated his speed, so
much that it was just driving away when
the almost breathless Bolton arrived at the
Sewing House.
He received a look of surprise when the
natron heard his anxious question. But
scarcely moment had elapsed before the Al
derman was rushing from Mrs. Morris up
Pine Street, and in the direction of the De-
pot. When he had thus gone for little
distance in almost run, he stumbled against
a man who gruffly importuned him to mind
his eye."
But an exclamation Of delight followed the
villainous voice, as Bolton grasped the mans
collar and calculated,
"O'Flannagan I"
The devill why it's the Alderman
"Quick, no words-a hack the girl the
girlr'
"a hack, by the gods, there's one just
come from the New York cars around the
corner here; come and you'll be in time yet p
Fortunately for the Alderman's scheme,
the hack was still equipped, and darting in
side they ordered the driver to proceed at
once to the corner of Pine and Thirteenth
Streets.
"Drive like the demonl" yelled Bolton,
''and I'll give you ten dollars"
With tightening speed they few along the
paved street, and soon found themselves at
Pine Street, but one square below the De-
pot. The rufian 0'Flannagan had learned all
in the meantime and he was now in the right
mood for any work, however diabolical it
might be, that should present ITSELF
"Out, out to MeFlinn's," cried Bolton.
"Ha! ha, wen have the girl yet" echoed
the villain.
Bidding the hackman wait, the couple
highly elated, hastened to the house where
Alice was supposed to be. And here the
Alderman shrank as he say John Garland
approaching from the opposite street.
"My God, it's the editorl'
"Brave him then" grufly returned the
villain
Need we say that John Garland was not
Dur pIiSSU IcO Ac was IOt, lOI uc Suspc
the movements of the Alderman from his &C
tons at the party. He stood for few mo
ments regarding them, when with his usual
presence of mind, he good humoredly said,
"Ah! gentlemen, good evening. On &
midnight expedition? By the Hidalgo, this
looks like some noble amour in the days o
ehivalry, when Knight met Knight to wiz
the smiles of the same faire ladye.'!"
"Yes, sir, hoarsely returned the Alder
man, ''and as we are upon the same busines:
, let us unite"
willingly" John Garland well knew
that they were aware of his business, anC
he thought it. not best to dissemble.-
: He kept his eyes, however, wide open fo
his suspicious in regard to Aubrey Beltol
were confirmed