Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1870-10-27
A DAY AS A NEW YORK HAcgMGn.

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world are you swearing at so furi
ously?" asked, entering the liv
cry stables OF the above named
person, amid a volley of ca tbs tha
might have shocked his Satanic
majesty. 4oJls@
'Ohl good morning" replied
the man "excuse me, Mr.. Morris
| was talking rather too strong
perhaps ; but the fact is, l am il
a desperate strait You see, Mr.
Elmore's horses are both sick, anC
he has sent TO me to let him have
my best span and coach immedi
ately. Well, the dapples are the
best, and, to my eye, better thar
his own; but there's not man be
longing to the stables dare drive
them but Cary, and he is dowr
with a fever. The other horse:
are all out, or engaged, and | don'1
know what the"
"There | there! said 1 enc
oaths. I have nothing on hand
and really believe l should like
to play hackman for day"
"Surely, Mr.. Morris, you're jok'
ing?" calculated the man in amaze
ment.
"No 1 am in earnest" for the
idea was so novel that |, a lover
of adventure, became every mo.
ment more determined to try it,
81 am really in earnest, MIR. Nc
Greer, so say no more about. it.
You know | can manage anything,
Just have them hitched up, and
give me a livery coat and hat
Now, leave me the Office for a mo-
ment-but stop! don't let the
men know who | am, and blythe.
way-I almost forgot it--have
our team sent around in about an
hour"
Left alone, I proceeded to alter
my appearance as much as possi'
BILE, assuming the habiliments Of
a driver. The metamorphose was
scarcely completed, when Mr.. Nc.
Greer entered.
"Mr. Nor"
"Micheal, ye mane," l inter
rupted "Sure, there is no reason
| | should be cheated out Of me
name" We both laughed, and !
received congratulations upon
making so good a son of Erin.
Stepping out Of the Office, ]
mounted the box, gathered up the
reins, and was off. The horses
were unusually gay, but [ had
them in good trim by the time
stopped before Mr.. Elmore's resi-
| dence.
1t may be we'll to state, Grace
Elmore was not the least induce
ment tor my assuming my present
position. All winter she had been
dream idol of mine, or, rather,
half a one, for l could not really
decide which l preferred, Grace,
or Maud de Merris, a young French
lady, who was spending the win
ter III New York with her parents.
Both were bewitching, and | en-
braced every opportunity OF being
with either.
Springing from the box, l rang
the bell, and presently assisted
Miss Elmore and two friends into
the carriage.
The day was warm for March,
and the four windows were open
Grace sitting on the seat nearest
me.
"Round the pleasantest streets,
driver. Anywhere for a ride,
she said. .
We started, and for quarter of
an hour, the ladies chit-chat was
of no account to me, then sudden.
lv Miss Fannie exclaimed
"By.the-way, Grace, rumor says
you are engaged to George Nor.
ris, and the solitaire on your fore
finger appears to confirm it."
"Rumor honors me" was the
reply. !,
third lady, "stop your nonsense,
and tell us candidly, are you en-
gagged 2" r~J7
"Well, I am arraigned before a
court for some terrible crime, and
commanded to answer, Guilty OF
Not Guilty ?-is that it p was the
halflaughing, haEannoyed re.
sponse.
"No," returned the third lady.
''not at all onl; urged to crafty
friendly curiosity"
swell, the truth is, l am not al
liberty to say all wish /; but this
much l will acknowledge-the
ring you mention did once belong
to George Morris.
Was there ever such an abomi.
nable falsehood told, every word
OF which is true, | thought, an,
lgrily, as l heard the comments a