Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1874-10-08
let me tell you the conclusion of the story.
By lingo here's Jack.

Sure enough O'Bandel entered the saloon
at this moment, and greeted US cordially.
ave were just speaking of you, jack said
l. eve just saw you pass with your lady
love-"
EYES," rejoined Jack, laughing; cleft her
down the Street. shopping"
"But finish your story, SAM" suddenly
insisted.
"What story p queried Jack.
"The history of your love affair."" snorted
Sam. "Pray finish it yourself, as you know
the details best. had just reached the point
where you got the letter from old Moonshine." !"
"Why not!" said Jack; stroking his au-
burn side.boards in a self:satisfed sort of a
way. "The happy always like to speak of
their happiness"
Call Of which you owe to me, you villain p
affirmed Sam.
"True SAM" said Jack; "but you knew
not what you did. But listen | had just re-
ceived my money back from the lovely un-
"Lovely unknown!' I exclaimed. "How
differently that sounds from little bread-and-
butter miss and little swindler.'
did Sam say that ?" asked O'Bandel.
Remember, T spoke only in the past
tense !" cried Sam, hastily.
"Well, let it pass. At any rate, several
weeks went by, and I had nearly forgotten
the little episode. Receiving couple of
weeks vacation, I improved the time by ta-
king trip to the springs. The day after my
arrival, as I was trudging up steep declivi
ty beneath which was dark, rocky gulley, I
heard voices and laughter in close proximity,
and looking up saw party of ladies and
gentlemen about hundred yards above me.
They were evidently having lots of fun, and
one of them, young lady in feecy, snowy
white dress, ran from the rest to avoid cap
ture, and came flying down the hill right to-
ward me. A shrek of terror from her lips
suddenly made me aware that she would Lot
be able to check her progress, and was in dan
ger of being precipitated into the gulley.
Quick as thought leaped forward and caught
her trembling form plump in my arms.
"While was trying to recover my breath
and selfpossessiou, distinctly noticed her
take good look at me through her vail,
which she quickly pushed aside, exclaiming
"'Mr. OBandelw
"Who should it be but the fair stranger of
sweet post Office memory. You can imagine
the questions and answers which followed
each other in quick succession.
FINALLY grasping my hand unreservedly
in hers, she hurried me up to the company,
and, before we had fairly reached them, she
cried
"Papa! papa here is Mr.. o OBandel, the
man who gave me the money in the postofice
because the rude clerk wouldn't give up my
letter!'
"Rude clerk! Did she say that ?" ejacula-
ted Sam.
II am adhering strictly to fact" Jack as
sured him, and continued : Papa instantly
approached me, his good face beaming with
plea1ure, and shook me warmly by the hand,
at the same time introducing me to his friends
and relating to them my philanthropic &C.
tion."
pray, don't mention the trife !' begged
Jack.
"TriAe? Thunder How many others do
you suppose would have done the same? You
most assuredly possess good and noble
heart said her papa to me, for only such
have confidence in their fellow creatures
Well, to make long story short, l had to re-
move to their hotel that very day, and through
that splendid moonlight evening 1 strolled
about in the gardens with angelic little Maysie
hanging to my arm. went to my room at
eleven, but did not sleep; on the contrary, [
again sought the open air, and strolled about
alone. By sunrise, I had come to certain
unutterable determination.
"Before breakfast met the judge, who was
glowing with kindness to me, and inquired
about the state of his health.
"'Excellentr he said, laughing. But
Maysie slept very little last night; l really
can't imagine what is the matter with the
child
"My heart beat violently. I told him that
1 too had slept but poorly and had therefore
come to him.
"'To me?" he exclaimed, astonished. 81
am no physician.
"'But for me you may be, dear judge, for
your daughters picture drove all sleep from
my eyelids last night
"The murder was out. He did not look
unfriendly, consequently gathered boldness,
and began to tell him about my antecedents,
my present position, prospects, etc., when sud-
denly he cut me short, saying: oh! bother,
don't speak of that. Old Judge Moonshine
has enough for his daughter and his daughters
husband too. You have proven yourself a
true hearted man, and that is the chief thing.
shall never stand in the way of my daugh-
ter's happiness. You suit me first rate, and
if May will have You, all that [ shall have to
say then, is, bless you, my children
II don't remember now where l found
Maysie, and how it all happened; but do
know that I escorted little angel to break
fast that morning, who had promised to be
my wife, The wedding takes place two weeks
hence, and both of you are invited"
"The rude postoftice clerk ?" asked Sam,
incredulously.
mo, that judgment has been corrected
the faithful and trustworthy official, whose
traditional sternness became the bridge to
happiness for your humble servant and his be-
loved BRIDE"
Sam and I were both at the wedding, and
no one, excepting the happy groom, danced
oftener with the blooming little bride than did
my morose friend of the post-office.
Sam still grumbles about his luck ; but if
he could, he wouldn't be happy.
DANCING SHOES.
BY IDAIIA.
"Some wear dancing shoes, but 1 carry a
soul of lead!"