The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1867-05-16

wrappings.
"Hush, mother, there is a young
lady down stairs"
"a young lady, Frank ?"
eyes, mother, expressed on from
Iowa to old Harrington, the rich
merchant. He sailed for Europe
this morning, and she is entirely
alone Mother, she looks like poor
Blanche. and knew you wouldn't
refuse her corner here until she
could find something to do
Mrs. Evans went to the door and
called cheerily out:
"Come up stairs, my dear-you're
welcome as the flowers of May !!
Frank, you did quite right, you al
ways do"
The days and weeks passed on 4!
and still Minnie Harlan remained an
inmate of Mrs. Evans humble dwell
ing.
cit seems just as though she had
taken our dead Blanehe's place"
"Now, Minnie, you are not in ear
nest about leaving US tomorrow ?"
"I must, dear Mrs. Evans. Only
think, I have been here two months
tomorrow and the situation as gov
erness is very advantageous
every well, l shall tell Frank how
very obstinate you are"
dearest Mrs. Evans, PLEASE don't t
please keep my secret
"What secret is it that is to be so
religiously kept p asked Mr. Frank
Evans, cody walking into the dis
cussion, with his dark hair tossed
about by the wind, and his hazel
brown eyes sparkling archly.
Secret" repeated Mrs. Evans,
energetically wiping her dim spec
tacle glasses. "Why, Minnie is. de-
termined to leave us to morrow"
Minnie! ~
81 must Frank; have no right to
further trespass on your kindness. %
'No right, eh !? Minnie, do you
know that the house has been a diff
ferent house since you came into it ?
Do you suppose we want to lose our
little sunbeam ?"
Minnie smiled sadly, but her hand
felt very cold and passive in Frank S
warm grasp.
"You'll stay, Minnie %
"No," she shook her head deter
minedly-
"Then you must be made to stay,
said Frank. give missed something
of great value lately, and I hereby
arrest you on suspicion of the theft. -
Missed something!" Minnie
rose, turned red and white. "Oh,
Frank, you never can suspect me p
"But / do suspect you. In fact
I am quite sure the article is in your
possession"
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"My heart, Miss Minnie! Now
look here; I love you, Minnie Har
Ian, and I will be good and true
husband to you. Stay and be my
little wife!''
So Minnie Harlan, instead Of 90
ing out as governess, according to
programme, married the dark hair
ed clerk in Ellison's Express Office.
They were very quietly married
early in the morning, and Frank
took Minnie home to his mother
and then he went calmly about his
business in the wire cage, under the
circlet of gas lights.
s'Evans p
eyes, Sir"
Frank, with his pen behind his
ear as of yore, quietly obeyed the
behest of the gray-headed official.
'Do you remember the young
woman who was expressed on from
Millington two months since %
Yes, sir, / remember her"
A tall silver-haired gentleman
here interposed with eager quick
ness:
"Where is she? I am her uncle
Walter Harrington. l have just re
turned from Paris where the news
Of her arrival reached me! / wan
her; she is the only living relative
left mer'
"Ah but, SIR said Frank, ''yo'
can't have her.
Cant have her? What do yo1
mean? Has anything happened ?
Eyes, sir, something has hap
: pened. Miss Harlan was married t.
, me this morning.
! Walter Harrington started. ''Tak
me to her." said he, hoarsely.
can't be parted from my only rela
, tive for mere whim"
II wonder if he calls the marriag
: service and wedding ring mer
whims," thought honest Frank. Blu
he obeyed in silence.
Minnie" said the old man in fal
tering accents, "you will come t.
) me and be the daughter of my oil
age! l am rich, Minnie, and yoI
: are all that l have in the world
t But Minnie stole her arm throug
t her husbands arm. Dearest uncle
he was kind to me when l was mos
1 destitute and alone l cannot leav
my husband, uncle Walter. for low
} him"
a "Then you must both come an
be my children said the old ma
j doggedly. "And you must com
S now, for the great house is as lionel
ASA tomb.''
y Frank Evans is no longer an e.
a press clerk, and pretty Minnie move
/ in velvet and diamonds, but they al
quite as happy as they were in th
d old days, and that is saying enough
/ Uncle Walter Harrington grow
older and feebler every day, and h
s two children are the sunshine of b
y declining life.