Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1867-08-01

in the corner of an Express Office under the far
of gasGghts, surrounded by boxes and wondere
whether people ever went crazed in this perpetua
dim and tumult. Her dress was very plain-gra
poplin, with shabby old fashioned little stray
bonnet tied with black ribbons, and blue veil
while her only article Of baggage, the carpet bag
lay in her lap. She had sat there two hours, ant
was very tired. ...:... ........
"Poor little thing" thought the dark-hairet
young clerk nearest her. who inhabited sort o
wire cage under circle of gaslights. And thel
he took up his pen, and plunged into perfect At
lantic Ocean of accounts:
"Mr. Evans!'
"Sir' -. .,
sThe dark-haired clerk emerged from bis Gag
with his pen behind his ear, in obedience to tn
beckoning finger of his superior -.
IT have noticed that young woman sitting her
for some time-how came she here?" .. f.-
Expressed on sir, from Millington, Iowa-ar
rived this afternoon" '.
AS though poor Minnie Harlan were box or
paper parcel -.
"Who for?' -. =.
"Consigned to Walter Harrington, Esquire.
II sent up to Mr. Harrington's address to mott
fy him some time ago I expect an answer ever!
moment" 'H
"Very odd," said the gray-headed gentleman
taking up his newspaper.
| eyes, sir rather
| Some three quarters of an hour afterwards
Frank Evans came to the pale girls side with al
Undesirable pity in his hazel eyes.
l,,,o a,,kk koM M uor rrIrhrf fnr'
residence .a-. .. s.
Minnie looked up with feverish red upon he
cheek, and her hands clasped tightly on the han
die of her faded carpet bag.
"-.And we regret to inform you that he sailet
for Europe at twelve o'clock this day."
| a sudden blur came over Minnie's eyes-sh'
trembledlike leaf In all her calculations sh'
had made no allowance for an engency like this.
"Can we do anything further for you p ques
toned the young clerk, politely.
Nothing mo one can do anything no,oG =
Frank Evans had been turning away, but some
thing in the piteous tone of her voice appealed t.
every manly instinct within him.
"ShaI I send to any other Of your friendsF'
II have no friends"
'Perhaps I can have your things sent to some
quiet family hotel p ,
/. Minnie opened her little leather purse and show
dhim two ten cent pieces, with smile that was
almost a tear. 4
'This is all the money that I have in the world
sirp
So young, so beautiful and so desolate Franl
Evans had been a New Yorker all his life, but h
had never met with an exactly parallel case to this
He bit the end of his pen in dire perplexity.
"But what are you going to do?"
II don't know, sir Isn't there work house
or some such place, could go until I could fine
Isomething to do?'
Hardy" Frank Evans could scarcely hell
smiling at poor Minnie simplicity.
'Ihey are putting out the lights, and preparing
to close the Office said Minnie, starting nervousl!
to her feet. must somewhere.
"Miss Harlan" said Frank, quietly, "my home
is very poor one-I am only five hundred dol
lar cerk-but am sure my mother will receive
you under her roof for day or two, if you cal
trust me-"
''Trust you?" Minnie looked at him through
violet eyes obscured in tears. "Oh, sir, shoul(
be so thankful! !"