The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1878-01-24
I'll keep this for my papa"


! day. Go down with Mr.. PeltOn here
: our young man, and get something to
r eat. You see we have arrangements
} here for the comfort of our clerks. We
, Tgive them a hot dinner, and a good din
, ner, too. There's nobody there now.
. Everybody's dined. Go down there,
} and ask the waiter, George addressing
} Mr.. PeltOn, whom he had summoned,
to give this good lsdy cup of tea and
4 piece of toast, some chicken, and all
that" Then, pausiHg 4 moment, as if
propriety and philanthropy are strug-
Cling for mastery in his mind:
No, no, George. Tell Henderson to
send the dinner up into my room here ;
that's betterp' The young man leaves
the room. Then Mr.. Tawman enters
the Office again and cOnsults the tele-
graph operator.
50 Send this message at once, Mr..
Lindlay, if you please" He writes
something and the operator clicks it of
at once, It's long message, a 7eIy
long message indeed; but the Presi-
dents message itself is not so import
ant, so interesting, to those whom it
concerns.
Then, By the time the message is sent
the dinner is ready in Mr.. Tawman's
private Office, when Mrs. Setter partakes
of it, but does not think proper to waken
the weary child, that she may eat also.
There, Mrs. Setter, now go home.
Take a car at the door"
" Oh, I'm not tired And I should
like to be here when the brig comes in.
But thank you so much, so much"
Then Mr.. Tawman says : '' Now, you
had better go. Ill see to the child; I'll
bring the little girl up with me to-
night"
No, no u exclaims the mother. q
must have my Ellie with me always,
sir ! You are 50 very good, though,
sir; so very good! And is there no
] news Of the Good Luck ~
Not word, Pm sorry to say"
1T can't be possible. The brig mus.
come in to-day"
I'm sure I hope so, with all my heart
and soul, Mrs. Setter"
u know you do, +" she responds, with
a sigh.
Now go. I'm sorry you have to
waken the child, but IsuppOse you can't
help it"
Come, Ellie, says the mother,
touching her lightly on the shoulder.
The child with start awakes and
cries "Is it my papa? ? Dear, dear
papal"
Then seeing her disappointment, she
bursts Imto tears.
"Dontcry, dear, don't cry. The brig
viii come in! Don't cry ~ the good
old man speaks soothingly to the sob
Ding child; and the mother catching
her hand walks slowly and sadly away,
followed by Mr.. Tawman, who lifts the
little girl down the stairs, and helps
both her and her mother into car.
The next morning the woman is
again lettering about the wharves with
the same agOnized inquiry. She again
puts the question to the whaTfmen, and
again receives only the same answer.
Then, as before, she seeks the Office Of
the brig owners, still accompanied by
per little girl, and asks:
elias the brig Good Luck come in
yet?"
mot yet, ma'am."
She sighs and looks out of the window
at the shipping. She says she will wait
for TaWman, and sits down.
When Mr.. Tawnan comes in, as usual,
lie greets her very kindly, and kisses
the little glrl and says:
" I'm sorry the brig isn't in yeti
" Will it be in to-day ?n
&C hope So" And he goes behind |
his desk and looks over his letters. He
has not been long engaged in his cores
POndence, when a scream from the
woman startles him.
She has risen and is pointing excitedly
out Of the window.
Here is a ship coming in; look,
lookI"
"That's " not it, said clerk; that's
a schooner"
'Oh, noI' adds Mr.. Tawmln "that.s
not the Good Luck"
cit is it is /" She darts from the
Office, dragging the child after her, runs !
across the crowded street, across the !
bustling wharf out to the very edge Of
the water.
Mr.. Tawman rushes to the window, !
opens it, aud calls to her. To no pur-
pose, however. All the clerks cluster
about the window to watch her.
g The woman is mad" says one
E" She's going to drown herself"
Tawman says quietly to the telegraph |
operator:
Its the Mary"
The schooner is being tOWed up the |
river by a tug. She is making prepaTa-
tions to anchor in the stream, opposite |
the wharf. All this time Mrs. Setter is
standing in the midst Of a crowd of ex-
cited people, waving her handkerchief, |
and the little girl is waving hers.
"LOok look there There's a man
overheard !" cries one Of the clerks. A |
cry of alarm goes up from the wharf.
"TIunderI' exclaims Mr.. Tawman,
thoroughly aroused. "What does that
mean ?"
Hes swimming like a fish," says a
clerk.
lie has landed. Hark at the cheers!" |
God of Mercy look look l'' sho ut |
ed the operator. "She is hugging him;
so is the little girl. It's Captain Selter!'' |
Thank GOd!" exclaimed Tawman, |
and pray heaven she may not sink |
under the shock! Poor woman. How |
she clings to the drenched man. Dearl |
dearl"
Then he puts on his hat and ruus
down stairs like boy, and darts over to |
where husband and wife and child are. |
united and happy.
1.-The Good Luck's come imp yells |
Tawman, Justify.
Ah!" he exclaimed, shaking the |
Captain by the hand, and not caring for /
the gaping and wondering crowd all |