Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1866-06-21
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A cloudless April morning, a bright,
balmy, beautiful day. So, at least, the gay
and happy of earth thought it, as they arose
from their downy beds and looked out upon
the budding world and .spotless, azure
skies. But poor Mary Henderson looked
through sad heart and brimming tears, up.
on the loveliness of nature, and the inner
shadow was too deep to discover beauty any
where.
Her father and little brother had not re-
turned, and terrible presentiments Of evil
took possession'of her heart, even amidst her
endeavors to account for his unusual and pro-
tracted absence. Her mother, who had
hitherto spoken 80 hopefully and encourag-
ingly on the subject, had become unusu-
ally silent and sad, and sat in a corner Of
the cottage with bowed head and hands meek.
ly olasped upon her lap.
Poor Mary was about to make an effort
to borrow the amount due for rent, from
some of her neighbors, and had but just COM
pleted her humble toilet, when young Lit
tleton walked unceremoniously into the
room and, without deiguing to notice old
Mrs. Henderson, or bid good morning to
Mary, abruptly said:
Il reckon you poor folks don't take the
paper. so as there is something in this morn
ing's Times, which seems to refer to you,
sister Mildred insisted that I should bring
it over to your shanty and let you see it,
Mary thought Of her father and grew pale
as death.
Shall read it for you7' asked the boy.
sYes,' she replied, staggering to chair.
well, here goes!
IF Miss Mary Henderson, formerly Of Loulstown win
call the Office Of STRICKLAND, Belmont Martini she viii
hear something greatly to her advantage
"A streak of good luck, certain added
the boy, as be folded the paper and placed
it in his pocket. That firm is some pump
kins I can tell you!
sAllow me to look at that paper, if you
please said Mary as the boy turned to leave
the room.
sWhy, you don't disbeleve me said the
boy, taking the paper from bis pocket and
bslding it to Mary. Look on The fourth COL
umn of the third page-there Now, hope
you believe, I amt liar
Don't speak in that manner, Mr.. Little.
tom said Mary, as she handed back the pa
per. sYou know that did not disbelieve
you, but-bat-it seemed so odd, so unnatu
raj, you know, that my name should appear
ir the public print, in connection with such
an influential and wealthy firm
The boy left the house without reply.
did not say that the Lord would pro.
vide p said the old lady in tone of CRATE.
full triumph.
But what can it mean, mother p asked
Mary, utterly at loss to sccount for the
why and wherefore of the prominent card.
what can they possibly have to communi-
cate to me !-and to my advantage, toop
Never mind that now, ny love; but put
on your bonnet aud 90 there Immediately.
You know what our Landlord expects at ten
o'clock, and what will be tie consequences
to us, if those expectations are not real
lied God grant that all may turn out
we'll Go, my daughter, and see what the
Lord has in store for bis unworthy servants
You know, mans extremity is said to be
Gods opportunity
'And my own experience has abundantly
satisfied me of the truth of the adage, dear
MOTHER said Mary. 'But you remind me
of our cruel landlords demands, and must
hasten to make some effort to pay him the
rent, as soon as possible. 1t will never do
to be turned out upon the street. Oh,
mother! what could have become OF our
eleven dollars To think that I should have
lost or mislaid it, after all am quite sure
that I had it in my hand when the landlord
came in.'
well, my love, don't fret about it, said
the old lady. 'Twont do any good, at all
events. Put on your bonnet and go to the
big store at once
After arranging everything for the COM
fort of her mother, Mary sailed forth on her
visit to the advertisers, with restless, ca
ger, but timid heart and an anxious mind. A
thousand surmises, imaginatious and hopes,
fitted through her mind as she repeated to
herself and pondered the words something
qreaay to her aauantage' What could
that something be2
X x
What can do for you, this morningP
asked one of the clerks, as Mary entered
the magnificent establishment of STRICKLAND,
Belmont L. Martin.
Nothing, SIR replied Mary, avoiding
the involuntary gaze of admiration. q
wish to see Mr.. STRICKLAND, or one Of the
firm, Oh private business"
Iudeed Well, Mr.. STRICKLAND and
Mr.. Belmont have just stepped out, but the
junior partner is in the Office. Will he
suit2'
Either of the three gentlemen can fur
nish me with the information desire, said
Mary, blushing and looking much confused.
you will please conduct me to him, sir
My time is limited
Just step this way, then. Wait upon
you in one second, ladies' Charles, show