Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1874-02-28

fortune, and void of expectations, save
those whose realization depended on
himself.
Having never spoken ont, it may be
that Arthur Warren had no right to feel
aggrieyed by the attentions paid by Mr..
Ryors to Milly He should have re-
membered that young gentlemen who
have nothing to say for themselves are
not privileged to stand in the way of
others who have.
But Arthur was not reasonable. He
was not even candid. He quarrelled
with Milly on the score of Orville Ryors,
without a word of explanation as to what
concern it was of his If she married that
gentleman the next day.
Now Milly was girl of spirit. She
not only refused to decline Mr.. Ryors'
attentions mt the unwarrautable dictation
of Arthur, but received them with
rather more encouragement than before.
People began to say it would he a
match soon, and it might have been,
had not Milly's uncle died For Mr..
Ryors, as we have said, was very at
tractive person, and NIilly had not suf-
ticiently scrutinized her heart to be
aware that her chief interest i'll him
sprang from the pleasure of having tri-
umphed where so many others had
failed, and disposition to assert her
own will
When Arthur Warren left his native
village without so much as calling to
bid her good-by, Milly cried little,
without well knowing why, and that
evening went to ball with Orville
Ryors, and was among the gayest of the
gay. 1t is very likely she would then
and there have accepted Mr.. Ryors, had
he said the word, iustto show how little
she cared for Arthur Warren.
The grief that Nilly felt at her uncles
death for a season overshadowed all
other thoughts. But when time at
length had so tempered her sorrow that
her life began to flow again in it's accus-
toned channels, it was not without a
little chagrin that she beheld the man
whose attentions had been lately so de-
voted to her that people began to couple
their names significantly, turn and fol-
low her fortune instead of herself.
Mllly knew now how little she had
ever cared for Orville Ryors; but would
others understand it? The thought
stung her past endurance. And the
meanness of him who thus humillated
her scarce exceeded in her eyes that of
her Cousin Ruth, who permitted, i'll
stead of spurning, his advances.
In the bitterness of her heart. Millv
resolved to quit her cousins abode, and
make her way to the great city, trusting
that where so many live there must be
many ways of getting living, some of
which would be open to her
She had been literally supplied with
money during her uncle's lifetime, and
had husbanded enough to meet the e1-
penses of her journey, and, for time,
her living. So one day, without word
to any one, she secretly packed her
trunk caused it to be conveyed to the
railway station, and took the train for
New York.
The day and night her journey lasted
was one of alternate hopes and misgiv-
ings. At times she would have fain
turned back, but when she thought OF
the jeering tongues behind her, her eyes
would fash through her tears, and
though her lips quivered, her heart
would again become firm and resolute.
Milly had never seen the city before
Its din and hustle confused her. Sur
rounded by importunate hackmen and
hotel runners quick to perceive her in
she found herself at last,
her own volition, seated in a
carriage whose driver undertook to con-
vey her to the Kickshaw, the best house
in the city, he assured her, though it
had not a very inviting look, Nilly
thought, as the carriage stopped in
front of it.
Your fare, MISS" said the driver,
jumping down-''tive dollars, you
know"
1t was not the extortionate demand
that brought troubled look over the
girls face. Putting her hand into her
pocket, she found her money had disap-
peared. She searched everywhere, hut
III vain. She had doubtless been robbed
in the crowd after leaving the train. A
feeling of hopeless terror overcame her
at the thought of being there total
stranger, without cent in the world.
In a trembling voice Milly explained
her situation.
"That dodge won't do" said the dri-
vcr.
"No, it won't do" added a frowsy-
ioohlilS clCih, WHO nlaue his appeafdlcc
Just then. "We can't take people at
the kickshaw that have no money, you
know"
It's rank swindle, an I'll call
p'liceman = exclaimed the driver.
A crowd began to collect. The fright
ened girl sobbed and glanced appeal
ingly from one coarse face to another
without encountering single look of
pity.
At this instant the driver and the
clerk, who stood close to the carriage
door, found themselves simultaneously
collared and thrust considerable dis
tnnce asunder by Il right and left shove
from pair of vigorous arms.
MilIy Granger!' exclaimed a voice
that brought the blood back to the
maiden's blanched face.
Arthur Warren!'' was all she could
answer.
"Well, | declare - uttered a shrill
voice-none other than Miss Chirrup's,
who, without Milly's knowledge, had
come to llvei in the city, and who CHANGED
to be passing at the time.
Matters We're soon explained, and Miss
Chirrup, who had the kindest of hearts,
invited her relative home with her; and
Arthur, having paid the driver his lust
due, called another carriage and escorted
the ladies to their destination. He
called round that evening and spoke his
mind to Milly. And Milly found out
that she had always loved him. And