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

in time to catch the ten o'clock train Cyrus
went home in state Of complete bewilder-
mcnt. When he reached his room he found
there note-a note from Fanny, the first
he had ever received:
| DEAR Mr.. DURHAM The telegram
reached uncle last night, and Instead Of
sending me the money he came himself,
carly this morning. 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 had better
take the ten o'clock train, because that was
the only train, until afternoon, which con-
nectcd 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 ho 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.. Birch's for the trunk, and return it
to Philadelphia by express. This course
having been concluded upon, Cyrus wrote
| and mailed the lettor to his father.
The rest of the day would probably have
been spent by Cyrus in the enjoyment of
Faunys letter and his recollections 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
mad-house.
Its such a mean old trunk said little
Myles. Nothing but thin packing oox
any way, and don't believe locked it last
night. I'll 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
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 fright suggested Myles
and then, as usual, the uproar stopped the
joking.
The next morning about nine o'clock,
just as Cyrus had finished his breakfast,
(got Oh credit from the grocery where he
dealD, he received telegram. 1t was
from Mr.. Birch, and contained these
words:
you are wanted here. Come on immo-
diately.'
Cyrus clutched his hair, stamped his foot
clapped on his hat, locked his door, rushed
round to Heiskill's, forced from him four
dollars and some seventy cents-all he had
and reached the Baltimore depot in time
for the ten o'clock train. What his feelings
his fears, or his hopes were during the jour-
ney, is not to be pu. 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 fustered, 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 merriment and he Or
dercd the station master (who was also ex-
press agent and several other things), 70
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,
peripatetic 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 a customer.
On the road Silas examined the trunk.
well, l reckon said he, Il never saw
such common old trunk go to the Birches'
aforc this day. Shouldn't wonder if Miss
Fanny'd been a buying c'rosities, up to
Philadelphy. It's light, too. Yes, that's
so; thought it ratified when l put it in ;
don't doubt it's shells, or sewing machine.
1t amt locked neither-only strapped
They might as we'll "a locked it, for hero's
hasp and ALL I don't expect it's much,
anyhow, or il 'ud a been locked
A slow drive Of a quarter of a mile now