The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1880-05-14

went home in state OF complete bewilder-
mcnt. When he reached has room he found
there notc--a note from Fanny, the first
| he had ever received:
DEAR MIR. DURHAM The telegram
reached uncle last night, and instead of
sending me the money he came himself,
carly this morning. l wanted to wait until
you called and thank you for your kindness
and your trunk, (Which l will take good
care of); but uncle thought l had better
| take the ten o'clock train, because that was
| the only train, until afternoon, which con-
ncctcd with the cars for Martinville, and he
thought the family would be worried if |
didn't get home until after my trunks ar
rived by express. He says he will leave
this and stop and thank you himself
Yours truly, +. b.
On inquiry, Cyrus found that the note
had been left by gentleman just before he
came in, who asked for him, but couldn't
wait.
Now, what was to be done Nothing.
Cyrus thought, but to write to his father,
tell him the story, and get him to send over
to Mr.. Birchs for the trunk, and return it
to Philadelphia by express. This course
having been concluded upon, Cyrus wrote
aud mailed the lettor to his father.
The rest of the day would probably have
been spent by Cyrus in the enjoyment of
Fanny's letter and his rccollcctions of her
visit, had not his friends called upon him
to know if he had got back old "Cohen'
(for so they had baptized tho 'truncated
cone, since little Myles' pun.) When they
heard the rest of the story they were wild
with delight, and the osseous jokes that
were made were worthy of the inmates of u
madhousc.
IT'S such a mean old trunk said little
Myles. Nothing but thin packing oox
any way, and don't believe locked it last
night. Ill bet any man ten dollars that
old Cohen's out before this time
They'll open it on the cars when they
hear it RATTLE said Seymour. You know
people can only take wearing apparel, and a
skeleton is not wearing apparel-at least
that ono is not wearing any
'Ifthey think it's freight, and take out,
it will result in .tryht,' suggested Mylcs
and then, as usual, the uproar stopped the
joking.
The next morning about nine o'clock,
just as Cyrus had finished his break fast,
(got Oh credit from the grocery where he
dealD, he received a telegram. 1t was
from Mr.. Birch, and contained these
words:
You are wanted here. Come on immc-
diatcly.'
Cyrus clutchcd his hair, stamped his foot,
clappcd on his hat, locked his door, rushed
round to Hciskill's, forced from him four
dollars and some seventy ccnts-all he had
ohol hn R.lk -
for the ten o'clock train. What his feelings,
his fears, or his hopes we're during the jour
ney, is not to be put on paper. At two
o'clock he had reached Baltimore. BY
half past he was on his way in the Martin
vile train to his destination. Reaching
the village, he had no money or desire to
hire carriage, and so started out to walk
as rapidly as possible the two miles and q
half that lay between him and Mr.. Birch's
house.
Arriving there hot and fustcred, he
walked through the open door, and hearing
voices in the dining-room, walked quickly
in, and found coroner's jury sitting upon
the remains of the unfortunate Cohen!
We will now relate the circumstances
which led to this inquest The trunk had
been taken to the hotel in safety, and Fanny,
with her borrowed baggage near the foot Of
her bed, had slept the sweet sleep Of an
innocent maiden, without being troubled by
the ghost of her quiet roommate. Every
thing had gone on admirably, and she ar
rived at Martinville in good season, where
her father was waiting for her in buggy.
He was surprised that she had brought
another trunk, for her baggage had arrived
early that morning; but she explained the
matter, much to his mcrriment and he Or
dcrcd the station master (who was also cx-
press agent and several other things), 20
send the trunk after them in wagon. This
the man promised to do; but having taken
two trunks up there that morning, and expect
ing no more jobs for that day, his wagon
was undergoing some repairs at the black
smiths shop, and SO he could not promise
to send it much before nightfall. However,
in an hour or two, along came Silas Hopes,
a pcripatctic green grocer and general ven
dor, who, for half the ordinary fee, offered
to take the trunk to Mr.. Birch's. He was
going that way, and was always glad of an
excuse to stop anywhere on his route, even
if it was not at the house of customer.
On the road Silas examined the trunk.
WELL | reckon said he, Il never saw
such common old trunk 80 to the Birchcs'
aforc this day. Shouldn't wonder if Miss
Fanny'd been buying c'rosities, up to
Philadclphy. It's light, too Yes, that's
so 1 thought it ratified when put it in;
don't doubt it's shells, or sewing machine.
1t amt locked neithcr-only strapped
They ght as well a locked it, for here's
hasp and all. don't expect it's much,
anyhow, or it 'ud a been locked
a slow drive of Il quarter of a mile now
followed.