Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1874-08-06

nance, but she threw into them that please-to-
neutrality-suspicious. expression, which in
real life is more effective than much flash
ing.
"My grandfather may wish your attendance,
Mr.. Mcfarland" she said, in tones that would
have cut smoothly through ice.
20 no, no" said the old man, throwing
down the hose. 81 was only looking. Your
father don't keep mems wear, does he, Lois p
"No, sir and I hardly know what will
most interest you. Perhaps you would like
to look at those elegant shawls, and then Mr..
Murphy shall show you the silks. Papa has
some lovely silks, this season."
Eloise went sailing down the room with
the old man, as if she was conveying whole
frlgate of moral worth, and clerks and custo-
mers were but the insignificant tautogs Of the
bay. Mr. Mcfarland and his ilk looked
grave and respectful. The lady customers
followed the pair with interested gaze. If a
young lady with that figure and that width of
lace on her suit openly endorsed such an old
man, why, really, he must be somebody dis
tinguished.
Arriving at the office, Eloise found her
father engaged with Mr.. Runnymede, famil-
iarly known as "Runnymede," a stately gen.
tleman near grandpa's age. Elisha, with a
manner of extreme Difference, unconsciously
caught from his daughter, presented his faith
er, and Immediately after was called out,
leaving grandpa tete-a.ttte with old Runny-
mede
"Wa.al, take the hull from top to bottom,
it is quite consarn now" said Mr.. Harden
berg, senior, wipiug the moisture from his
brow.
Runnymede smiled, and inquired if this
was grandpa's first visit to the city.
II amt been here for nineteen years, not
since Elisha was doing retail business in a
little shop down on Canal street. It's won
derful how that boy has riz in the world.'
"Indeed?"
"That ere boy has had to hoe his own row.
never helped him. Always lived up in New
Hampshire, where the lands poorer than
Jobs turkeys. But Elisha was always
master. hand for business; knew how to get on
the right side of women-folks."
"From the retail shop,I suppose he worked
his way up here" observed Runnymede.
"Jes so never moved his business place
but once, sir. 'Taint Elisha's way to be his
tin round from place to place. trying first one
thing and then another. He just stuck to
one business and he's been 'mazingly pros
pered- mazingly."
"And you-I suppose you still grub away
on the New Hampshire farm" said Runny-
mede, somewhat sharply.
20, no, no that amt Elisha's way. Moth
er writ to him and he came and settled up
our affairs, put the money where can get it
at any time, and brought us down here Here
we've nothing to do, but live in clover, and
enjoy ourselves"
Now it happened that Mr.. Elisha Harden
berg was at this time ambitious to enlarge his
business. Whether or no he could DO 1t de-
pended upon the accommodation of old Runny-
mede. Runnymede was in state of indecis-
ion touching that accommodation, in which
trife would turn him either way. 1t happen.
ed, also, that Runnymede, whose two sons
were prodigals of the most miserable type, set
high value on flial respect. When Mr.
Hardenberg returned the accommodation was
unhesitatingly profered. What the triAe was
that had turned the scale in his favor Elisha
never knew, but he enlarged his business, and
still continues to 'mazingly prosper
A few days after this incident, circumstan-
ces made it incumbent upon Mrs. Elisha to
give a dinner party The afternoon before
the party the lady stood trying on a new dress
before the mirror in her private apartment,
when, with characteristic freedom, in walked
grandma.
"What am l going to wear?" asked the
latter.
Mrs. Hardenberg turned herself about.
"You? Surely you are not coming down."
Why, of course, grandma is coming down.
Why not she would like to know?
"It would not be proper, nor suitable, nor
anything" replied Mrs. Hardenberg, explo-
sively.
Mrs. Hardenberg, senior, would like to
know why it wouldn't be proper.
"You've always objected to our dinner
hour. We shall dine an hour later than
usual tomorrow" said Mrs. Elisha.
90, don't care about the dinner, I can al
ways get enough to eat, and what's good
enough in this house. It's the company l
want to see"
"But you wouldn't enjoy the society of
these people; I'm sure you wouldn't" pursued
Mrs. Elisha.
81 don't know about that; amt so mighty
particular about the company keep as some
folks are"
Mrs. Elisha began to be frightened. 80,
you can't come down; indeed you can't, she
cried.
"Cornelia," said Mrs. Hardenberg, senior,
calmly raising her spectacles upon her fore
head II am not going to stay cooped up
stairs as if I wasn't fit to be seen. If you
never have anybody worse than Almira Har-
denberg to be ashamed of, you won't be bad
ly disgraced."
Mrs. Hardenberg flew to Eloise Eloise
was reading German, and when she was read
ing German, Eloise was a trihe cooler, and
more imperturbable than usual
"Well, why not ?" asked she, after her
mother had laid the case before her.
"Why not, Eloise?'
eyes; why not? She's papa's mother.
"For that very reason 1 won't have her
down. If she won't listen to reason, shall
command her not to appear"
81 wouldn't do it, mamma. If our social
position is so precarious that the appearance
of our nearest blood relation will undermine
it, let it 60 down.
"But, Eloise -"
Il don't think there is any but in the mat
ter, mamma. I'd be ashamed to keep her up
stairs, 1 would. If people who visit us are
too exclusive to recognize an old lady like
grandma, why l am too exclusive to recog-
nize them" Miss Eloise rose from her seat