The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1882-01-24
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pIrI with soft. shy eyes al violet gray.
and rosy lips compressed Ia Il iirmnt,s
lar bevond her years. For after al
she was >carceiv seventeen. AMI 80
Deacon GRAY Was telling her as he sat
by the fire spreading his huge hands
over the blaze, and asked abruptly:
Bot what are v"u going Ia do t. earn
your oSn bread AMI board, nv child =
II don't know have thought
mamma had an uncle living in New
York, who ="
Yes. ves-Tve heard of him he
vas md Cause your mother dilu't
marry Just exactly to suit him, wasn't
ne?"
Minnie was silent Deacon Gray
xaitel a few moments, hoping she
would admit him Ia her secret medlta-
lions: but she did not. and the deaf
con went away home to tell has wife
'ha. that Hari IN girl waS the very
.iueer-St crretur he had ever come
across
In the meantime Minnie was busy
packing her scantv things int" her
CARPET bag, bv the weird Pickering
light of the diving wood fire.
Il will 30 Ia New York" she said
so herself, setting her pearIy teeth To-
gether.
"Mv mothers uncle shall hear nv
cause pleaded through my own lips,
Oh, | wish nv heart would not ihr"b
SO wildly. am An orphan all alone
in the world, who must fight LIES bat
ties with her own single hands"
Lower Broadway ut seven o'clock
in the evening What a babel OF
crashing wheels, hurrying humanity
and congIomerate noises it was.
Minnie Harlan sat in the corner of
an express office, under the flare of
gaslight, surrounded by boxes, and
wondered whether people ever went
crazy in this perpetual din and tn
multi. Her dress was very plain =
gray poplin, with a shabby. old
fashioned little straw bonnet tied with
black ribbons, and a blue veil, while
he- only article of baggage. the car
pet-bag. Law i'm her lap. She hal sat
ihere two hours and was very tired.
Poor little thing" Thought the
dark haired young clerk nearest her,
who inhabited sort of wire c,ge un
der circlet of gas lights, and then
took up his pen and plunged into a
nerf.ct tIantic q .eau of accounts.
"Mr. Evans"
'-Sir?"
The dark haired clerk emerge from
his cage with his pen behind his ear.
in obedience to the reckoning finger
Of his superior.
Fl have noticed that young woman
citing here for some me-how cam
she here"
Expressed on from MilIingtoa,
Iowa. Arrived this afternoon
As though p,or Minnie were box
Ok paper parcel.
"Who for?"
Consigned to Walter Harrington,
Esq"
And why hasn't she been called
for?"
IL sent mp to Mr.. IL ,rrington's adj
dress 10 notify him some time ag,.
and am expecting an answer every
moment"
"Verv odd said the grav-haired
gentleman, again taking up his news
paper.
Some three-quarters of an hour
sfterward Frank Evans came to the
pale girls side, with indescribale pity
ia his hazel eyes.
Miss Harlan. We have sent to Mr.
Harrington's residence e"
Minnie looked up with a feverish
red upon her cheek. and her hanl
clasped tightly on the handle of the
faded carpet bag.
And We regret to inform you that
he sailed for Europe at IL o'clock this
day"
A sudden blur came over Minnie
eyes-she trembled like leaf.
Frank Evans had been turning
away, hut something in The piteou>
tones of her voice appealed to every
MANLY instinct within him
shall | send to any other of your
friends 2"
II have no friends"
perhaps can have your thing:
sent TO some quiet family h.tel ?"
Minnie opened her little leather
purse and showed him two ten cent
pieces, with smile that was almost q
tear.
This is all the money / have in the
world, sir"
"But what are you going to do?"
Il don't know, sir. Isn't there 2