Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1867-05-15

"Sent by Express"

rosy lips compressed to 6rmness far be
yond her years. For after all she was
only seventeen, and so Deacon Gray was
telling her. as he sat by the fire spreading
his huge hands over the tardy blaze and
asked:
"But what are you going to do to arm
your bread and butter 2"
81 don't know. Mamma had an uncle
in New York who
"Yes, yes: I've hearn tell about him !;
he was mad cause your mother did not
marry just to suit him, wasn't he?
Marion was silent. Deacon Gray wait
ed few minutes, hoping she wonld let
him into her secret mcditatons but she
did not, and the Deacon went home to tell
his wife that that Harlan girl was the
queerest creature he had ever come across" "
In the meantime Marian was packing
her few scanty things into little carpet
bag, by the weird Pickering light of the
dying wood fire.
81 will go to New York" she said to
herself, setting her pcally teeth firmly to.
gcther.
My mothers uncle shall hear her
cause pleaded through my own lips. Oh
wish my heart would not throb so wild
ly! am no longer meek Minnie Harlan
| am an orphan all alone in the world
who must fight life's battle with her
own single hands" "
Lower Broadway at seven o'clock p. NJ.
What Babel of crashing wheels, hurry.
ing humanity and conglomerate noise il
was. Minnie Harlan sat in the corner Of
an express olicc, under the flare Of gas
lights, surrounded by boxes, and wonder.
ing whether the people evei went crazed in
this perpetual Gin and tumult Her dress
was plain, gray poplin, with q shabby,
old fashioned little straw bonnet tied with
black ribbons, and blue vail lay ON her
lap. Sac had sat there almost two hours,
and was very, very tired. ...
Poor little thing" thought the dark
haired youngest clerk nearest her who in.
habited sort of wire cage under circle
of gas lights.
."Mr. Evans"
The dark haired clerk emerged from his
cage with his pen behind his ear in obe-
dience to the beckoning figure of his su.
perior.
Il have noticed that young woman
sitting here for some time how came she
here 2"
Expressed on, sir, from Milliogton,
Iowa" t
As though Minnie Harlan were box
or paper parcel.
"WLo for"
"Consigned to Walter Harrington,
Esq"
"And why has she not been sent for p
81 sent up Mr.. Harrington's address to
notify him some time ago | expect an
answer every moment"
Very odd," said the gray-haired gen.
tleman.
YES sir, rather"
Some quarters of an hour after.
wards, Frank Evans came to the girls
side with an indescribable pity in his ha.
eel eyes.
Miss Harlan, we have sent to Mr.,
Harrington's residence"
Minnie looked with feverish red upon
her cheeks, and her hands clasped tightly
on the handle of her faded carpet bag.
And we regret to inform you that
he sailed for Europe at twelve o'clock this
day."
A sudden blur came over her eyes sht
trembled like leaf In all her calcula
tions, she made no allowance for an exi
gency like this.
"Can we do anything further for you p
he asked.
"No'bing no one can do anything now
Frank Evans had been turning away
but something in the piteous tones Of he
voice appealed to every manly instinc
within him.
shall l send you to any other Of you
friends ?"
81 have no friends"
perhaps can have your things sen
to some hotel 2"
Minnie opened the little leatbcrn purs'
and showed him two ten cent pieces, with
smile that was almost tear
That's all the money have in ih'
world"
So young, so beautiful. and 8, desolate
. Frank Evans had been in New York al
bis life, but he had never met With an ex