The Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1859-1865, 1860-08-02

dinner, and was picking up her check
with her unrloved fingers, Chow white and
plump her hands We're, and what diamonds
flashed on those taper digits,) the waiter
sat before me superb broil with toast,
and pickles without verdiyris, roll Gmd
butter, and my never failing bottle Of
Sauterne. | looked at the appetizinS
lunch, but it was u glance of contempt;
the eyes of my soul followed the lady
What folly to resign her tor an oyster
broil
My happiness for life might depend on
my discovering who was my charmer.-
She was paying her bill; | left my I'M
tasted bro,l, and hurried TO the counter
with my check. She was passing out of
the door, when the proprietor discovered
that my money was a South American
piece, the value Of which was uncertain
II was all the change | had, and | might
want to % in the omnibus, if the lady
took one; [ was getting distracted with
haste and impatience.
Call it anything." said l. "Give me
sixpence.'
/ got my change in a moment, and made
two steps To the door, Knocked down the
little negro who WAS opening it, ami boltei
into the street. | looked in every direc-
ton. At distance down Broadway, |
saw that shawl The lady was in Jersey
ferry omnibus, and | must wait Tor the
next one. | couid no. catch the departed
one. After viilainous length of time,
found myself embarked in = Jersey ferry
omnibus. How those horses ciept, how
everything ran against Us, and how we got
entaugled in CUrtlandt street. and had to
wait an hour, Is it seemed to me. / never
once thought that her omnibus might have
/ been hiHdcred exactly in the same way.
Y hrn L got To the ferry. the boat was
just twelve inches trom the shore, and
when | reached the edge Of the wharf it
was about twelve feet. ! saw that Grim
son shawl close by the cabin door.
The next boat came in directly, and I
went Oh board, and walked the cabin to
hurry the steam engine | only hurried
and furried myself.
! When | reached the jersey side,
went, as if by instinct to the Newark
depot The lady WAS passing ou5 Of the
door of the ladies' room. Caught at
! last" SAID | to myself
! The cars were just starting, ] put nay
hand in my pock horrors OF hoI-
rors my pock was gone. My peck
ct had been picked, | cpuid no5 90
I he bell runs-the cars started. Il Will
! give the Conductor my seal ring-my
watch anything for security" thought [.
| caught the iron railing OF the cars, and
swung myself in just as the motion had
become to rapid for sane man to attemp;
| anything of the kind.
/ took my seat, and mechanically pu;
my hand in my pocket. Ny pocket-book
was safe. BY some strange mischance
had put it i'll the LETT pocket, and by al
accident, equally sIn2ula:, my left hand
had now sought in that ockct. / paC
my fare, and sat within sight of the Grim
son shawl all the way to Newark. Iht
time of transit seemed about two minutes
and a half When we reached the depO
Il close carriage was waiting The lad,
was handed into it by gentleman with
very black and luminous beard. He look
ed a fine match for the superb creature
beside him.
turned to driver of one of the pub
lie vehicles. Il want to engage you
team" said [. Here Is a dollar ioiloy
that carriage and keep III sight of it. =
! | jumped in, and the Jehu clambered OIL
| 10 MS DOA, ana Oh We went
We drove two miles Then the car
riage stopped at handsome house.
l jumped down, saying, 81 want t
make an inquiry
] rang the bell, and servant came
s.DOes Mr.. James Brown live here? ?" sal
|.
, s'No, sir Mr.. Clarendon lives here
Has he daughter Eliza" sal
. 'No, sir. Her name is Miss Mary
I She has just come home
, Thank you," said |, and | took m
leave.
t | had one friend in Newark I did nc
know where he lived but, elated by III
success in tracing my charmer, | told til
| driver my friends name. 1t was HON:
Treveiyan Smith. He always wrote it i
/ full; but it was not in the directory, eitl
0 eli in full or by initials. Bat as he was
' sort Of edior, or writer for soneb ody
| newspaper, we found him at someb ody
= office, after we had been at all the 9th,
G Offices.
Tom" said I ,''do you know Mr.. Cla
y cndon, 366 T. street p
81 reoken I do" said he. "Why, hav
!. you seen Miss Mary?
!. "Yes, Tom, have seen her