Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1868-01-02
Poor Fannie turned to leave but, in doing so

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Poor Fannie turned to leave but, in doing 80
noticed young man coming out of a side door.
'Please, sir, said she, as Mr. Madison shook
keeper rudely demanded her business, "can yol
tell me where can find Mr.. Joel Glover"
'The devil! How should I know anything a
bout Glovers whereabouts? Who directed yor
here?"
Nobody, sir" Fannie replied. 'He told u
yesterday that it was his intention to call at tn.
factory to see Mr. Madison; and thoughtit pos
sible that he may have stated where he boardet
while here?'
HE told youl'' exclaimed the book-keeper
somewhat amazed. "Oh I understand. Well
well that's an excellent joke, pom my word
So Glover has his weak points as well as the res
of usl-the sly old coon!'
''You will please give me the desired informa
ton, sir, said Fannie, the blood mounting to he
cheeks and forehead "It is growing late and m!
family are anxiously awaiting my return. Mr.
Glover is an old friend of my fathers, and merel!
wish to see him with reference to situation which
he spoke to father about
"Oh!-that's it, ehl So you are Tom Sim
mons daughter Well, young lady, you can &
back to your garret and tell your father-if he il
not too drunk to understand you-that he has no
any such undeserved luck in store. MIR. Joe
Glover is on his way to London by this time. HI
left by the last train. ;"
A suppressed exclamation of acute disappoint
ment stiAed sob oRan anguished heart, wal
the only rejoinder to this rude, heartess, and IN
manly speech.
A single tallow candle was burning upon th'
common deal table in Toms garret. Tom, VIII
had been feeling badly, had been persuaded to g
to bed early; little Minnie was sound asleep upoI
the floor, and Fannie and her mother were sitting
close up to the expiring embers Of a scanty fire.
"How shall we ever be able to tell him !' sait
Fannie, under the impression that her father wa
asleep.
"Perhaps, we had better mention nothing o
what we have learned, " said her mother in an un
dertone. "Poor Tom will find it out soon enough
I only regret that Mr.. Glover should have mad
tue offer at ALL God only knows what is to be
come of us, if Tom should continue to drink ant
idle away his time. The little sewing that we ge
is entirely insufficient to supply our most urgen
wants. What we are to do about our rent, i
much more than can imagine"
''That has been provided for said Fannie
The little package, which Mr.. Glover gave Min
ME, contained four bright sovereigns. The poo
child brought it to me soon after she received it
and charged me not to mention the circumstanc
to papa. This money, with economy, will serv
us few more weeks, and pay our rent beside
When that is gone we have nothing to depend up
on but our sewing.
Poor Tom could barely refrain from groaning O
loud, as his attention was inadvertently directed
the deplorable condition, into which his own mad
ness and folly had plunged his once happy an
comfortable family. Every word that fell from tn
lips of those devoted women went like daggers t.
his heart; and half of the night they sat by fe,
Goals of fire, that remained upon the hearth, talk
ing of the happy past, and contrasting it with tn
bitter experiences of the present, and the dark an
gloomy future which stretched out at their wor
and weary feet.
They did not know it-those faithful women, q
they tip-toed about the room, for fear of awakin
him; did not know that he was writhing beneat
those words of love and pity which they spoke
whenever referring to him. He was utterly un
worthy of that love-utterly undeserving of tina
pity. Such, at least, was the emphatic verdict Q
an aroused conscience and the internal hosts Q
hell that crowd the path of the awakened trans
gressor, tn block up every avenue Of escape tror
the consequences of guilt, filled his soul with tn
terrible thought that thousand years of abstl
nence from his evil habit and damning vice, coul
not atone for the misery, ruin, wretchedness an
infamy, which be had brought upon his love-
ones. But, what was worse than al was the tel
rible consciousness that he had lost all control owe
his will; that he was drunkard, and was, in o
probability, likely to remain such to the end
While he realized the ruin into which he had en-
tangled himself and felt the absolute necessity Q
immediate escape, the awful thought came thun
dering through his brain-'There is NO escape
You have sown to the wind; now reap the whirl
wind!" And so it was the livelong night. Fee
ing that he mast reform must meuer touch tn
accursed thing again, and yet fully assured in hi
OWN mind, that, in spite Of all his resolves an
prayers, he would awake in the morning with th
same intoerable thirst after that which must soon
er or later, prove his damnation. What thought
And so it was. Wandering about the streets tn
next day in search of employment, bitterly disap
pointed on account of Glovers departure, withou
a renewal of his offer of employment at his facto
ry in London, the poor fellow, almost unconscious
ly, entered tavern to drown his melancholy refec
tons in liquor Nothing but the omnipotence o
habit took him there; for he had no money tt
purchase that, for which he thirsted-that, which
he had sworn to abandon.
Seating himself near a booth where two gentle
men were partaking of dinner, but whose person
he could not see through the closed curtains, h
was surprised to hear himself the subject Of con
versation. Drawing nearer, and screening himsel
from their observation, one of the gentlemen re
marked, in q tone of voice strangely familiar tt
"WeD, Harry, however that may be, canno
admit the necessity of falsehood under any cir
cumstances"
''But, my dear Mr.. Glover"-Tom started
drew nearer and listened breathlessly-'I thought
it best to tell her so to get rid Of her. AS you
have given up all idea of employing the WORTHLESS:
sot-'
s'Stop, Harry! You forget that you insult me
BY using such language, when speaking ofa friend
of mine.'
"a friend of yours?"
"Ayl-a friend, for whose redemption from the
vice which has well nigh ruined him, I am prepar