Delaware gazette. [volume] (Delaware, Ohio) 1855-1886, 1867-05-17
Sent BY Express

She was a beautiful, broWn-haired
girl with soft, shy eyes Of violet gray,
and rosy lips compressed to a hrmness
far beyond 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
earn your bread and butter, child p
Il don't know haven't thought
mamma had an uncle in New York
who"
Yes. yes-I've heern tell about
him, he was mad cause your mother
did not marry just to suit him, wasn't
he
Marian was silent Deacon Gray
waited few moments hoping she would
admit him into her secret meditatIoas !;
but she did not, and the Deacon went
home to tell his wife that that Har-
Ian girl was the queeTest creature he
ever came across.
In the meanwhile Marian was pack
ing her few scanty things into a little
carpet bag, by the weird, Pickering
light Of the dying wood fire.
. viii go to New York, she said
to herself, setting her small pearly teeth
firmly together.
my mothers uncle shall hear her
cause pleaded through my own lips.
Oh I wish my heart would not thrOb
so wildly l am no longer meek Min
ME Harlan, am an orphan all alone
in the world who must fight life's bat
tie with her own single hands y
Lower Broadway at z o clock 2. N. 4.
what a babel of crushing wheels, hur-
rying humanity andconglomerate noise
there was Minnie Harlan sat in the
corner of an express office, under the
fare of gay light surrounded by boxes.
and wondering whether the people ev-
er went crazy. She was dressed plain
gray pOplin, with a shabby old fash
ioned, little straw bonnet, tied with
black ribbons and a blue veil, while
her article of baggage, the little car
pet bag lay in her lap. She had sat
there two hours and was very tired.
Poor little thing!" thought the dark
haired youngest clerk, nearest her,
who inhabited a sort of a wire cage
under the circlet of gas lights. And
then took up his pen and plunged in
to a perfect Atlantic Ocean OfaccOunts.
Mr. Evans"
II
his cage with his pen behind his ear in
obedience co the beckoning finger of
his superior.
II have noticed that young woman
sitting here for some timc-how came
she here ?"
Expressed on, sir, from Millington
Iowa arrived this afternoon.
AS though Minnie Harlan was box
or paper parcel.
who for ?'
Consigned to Walter Harrington.
Esq"
II sent up to Mr.. Harrington's ad-
dress to notify him some time ago. /
expect an answer every moment.
Very odd, said the gray haired
gentleman, taking up his newspaper.
s. Yes, sir; rather"
Some three quarters IAN hour after
wards, Frank Evans came to the pale
girls side with an indescribabIe pity
in his hazel eyes.
Miss Harlan, we have sent to Mr..
Harrington residence
Minnie looked up with a feverish
red upon her cheek, and her hand
clasped tightly to the handle of the
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 MinnIe's s
eyes-she trembled like a leaf In all
her calculations she made no allow
ance for any exigeucy like this.
Can we do anything farther for
you ?" questioned the young clerk
politely.
'Nothing-no one can do any thing
now"
Frank Evans was turning away, but
something in the piteOus tones of her
voice appealed to every manly instinct
within him.
"Shall 1 send you to any other Of
your friends ?"
Il have no friends"
Perhaps I can have your things
sent to some quiet family hotel ?"
Minnie opened her little leather
purse and showed him two ten cent
pieces, with a smile that was almost a
tear.
This is all the money 1 have in the
world, sir"
So young, so beautiful, so desOlate
Frank Evans had been in New York
all his life, but he had never met an
exact parallel case to this. He BIT
the end of his pen in dire pefplexity.
But what arc you going to do p
II don't know sir, Isn't there q
workhouse, or some such place. ]
could go to it until could find some
| thing to do"
Hardly l'' Frank Evans could
hardly help smiling at Minnies sim.
plicity.
"They are putting out the light and
preparing to close the office, said
! Minnie starting to her feet. Il must
go some where !"
Miss Harlan, said Frank quietly
my home is a very poor one-I am
only a five hundred dollar clerk-but
1 am sure my mother will receive you
under her roof day OF two, if you
can trust me-
"Trust you r. Minnie looked at hin
through violet eyes obscured in tears
"Oh, Sir, I should be so thankful" "
WTov, late vour are Frank Hare