Orangeburg times. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1872-1875, 1872-06-19
WEDNESDAY,, JUNE 80, 1872.


es-you may, if you please 1
go around and call for my sister on
s. way home.
And Harry Cowpcr left the store
nd that night when he was alone in his
sln,ber his thoughts were sad and pain
He had loved Mile Day long,
ngstime; but he had not yet ventured
speak of his love for reasons already
sade known. But now change had
me over the spirit Of his dream. He
ked himself if he had decided rightly,
S1d his own sense of manly honor told
~ Yes. He felt that the maiden had
Isssen lAted away from him, and he dared
Aot approach her. What had he, poor
isierk, with an oryhan sister to support
& asom ON his scanty earnings, to do with Of
ring; his hand to the hcircss of half Il
llhon2 1t would be simple bcggory.
Time passed on, and Harry Cowper
Asas Punctual at his desk, and at his
tumble home. He went nowhere else.
n the first of January his salary was
1 used five hundred dollars year. Hc
once thought that upon salary of
|stsyo thousand dollars he might venture
90 ask Millic to become his wife. But
slhes bright dream had fled. Still he
the increase as n blessing, rs he
soula now do more for his sister.
ss IA month had passed from the time of
The arrival of the attorney who had come
SO place Nlillie Day i'll possession of her
Es5rtune, aud as might be supposed, suit
sors for her hand had been plenty and
persistent. Harry Cowpcr was on his
way homcward when he fell in with Jas
sper Groomc. Friendly salutations were
passed, and for time they chattcd upon
Issarious light topics. At length Jasper
said,
BY the way, old fellow, it's all up
sfssi ti.c' .,eiaes.,."
Harry started, and gaspcd for breath.
"Shc has refused me, plump, square
and fiat. What do you think Of that!''
"Rctused you?" repeated Harry, re-
gaining his breath. '.IIas Mile Day re-.
fused you7"
eyes. l guess she's after higher game
There's q perfect army OF suitors in her
train; but | think she looks with most
favor upon old Corydon."
"Do you mean Warren Corydon the
bankcr?"
"Ycs. Hes worth 81 million and a
half Depend upon it she has an eye
upon the Fifth avenue"
Harrys only response to this was
"Pshaw" And yet
But he would not reflect upon it. lie
went home, and tried to forget ull about
it, and the more he tried to forget the
moro he remembered and reelected.
y few days after this, Mr.. Sturgis, the
senior partner Of the firm in whose en-
ployment Harry served, entered the
counting. room, and accostcd his book
keeper:
"lIr. Cowpcr, my wife badc nc give
YOU this" And he handed him IL d;in-
tily tinted and embossed envelope.
Harry took it, and opened it, and
found within an invitation to attend Il
party at her house Oh the following even
ing.
"It will be a very quiet and sensible
party" said Mr.. Sturgis, "and my wife is
anxious that you and your sister should
honor her. | think we may count upon
your prcscnce?"
Mrs. Sturgis had been true friend to
both Harry and his sister, and she was a
worthy end estimablc woman; and after
a little consideration he said he would
go.
The large drawing-rooms of the stur-
gis mansion were brilliantly lighted, and
the assembly was sclcct-not selected
upon the basis Of fashion, but culled with
appreciative care from the realm of in
tellcctual worth. Mrs Sturgis had taken
charge of Harry's sister, stnd our hero was
proceeding to join friend whom he had
discovered in another pNrt Of tho room