Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1882-05-11

oprietor. 9n ynssaeneent
that. Yes, III answer Mehetable's lette
right off, an ask her if Harrie may come for
week or two. It'll be change for "her, an
like as not, she'll be more contented after sh
gets home again"
GA letter for you, mother, and the very su
prescription is as good as a photo. of the wrl
ter. / can imagine prim, dignifed splnste
of uncertain age, to whom the least shadow o
indecorum is an objectionable sin. Mrs. Me
hetable Morton Why, little mother Hetty
your very name looks unnatural ; it is so pain
fully precise. wonder if she accepted you
invitation to make us visit. hope not, 10
We'll have to drop all pet names while she'
here. She'll Mehetable you and Nelson me
l wouldn't wonder but that she considers i
altogether too familiar to address people b.
their given names, and we will be at once pro
noted to Mr.. and Mrs.
''Do let me take the letter, Mel. l am 81
anxious to read what she has written. Sh'
used to be my dearest friend, years ago, whe1
we were little girls. haven't seen her for
great many years. All, just as l Thought
She can't leave home for any length of time
but she writes that Peters child-Peter was
her brother, two or three years younger thar
herself-is with her. She thinks the child il
lonely and needs change quite badly. If il
will not be bother to us, she will send Harrie
down for week or two, and she will come al
the end of that time and make a short visit. }
| Mel puckered up his lips and gave vent tt
long, expressive whistle.
"A little boys next thing to an old maid
What will we do with the small tornado
mother %
"Oh, Mel, you'll have to amuse him in some
way AS for me, I rather like the idea Of
having child about me once more. I've
lost my little boy, you know" with fond
upward glance
'"Speaking of that lost boy of yours reminds
me that I've an old chest of tools in the gar.
ret, and III win his everlasting friendship and
bring the condemnation of Aunt Thankful
down on my devoted head, by presenting them
to him on the very day of his arrivals
"I'n have Bridget fix up the little room next
to yours for Harrie. She can make it so coZy
and pleasant and you must take him out on
the lake in your sail-boat occasionally" said
Mrs Morton, whose kindly heart was instant
Will lOl CuC Colulolt dlO P3Goo'
ure of her expected guest.
s'What pity that the depot isn't nearer u
said Mel, retectively. 81 guess III take the
horses instead of the carriage when I 60 to
meet him. The little fellow will be delighted
with horseback ride. Who ever saw boy
that wasn't? ?''
"Of course he will, poor little dear. l ex-
pect he's had rather a sorry time OF it, with
only Thankful for company. He shall make
all the noise he likes the next two weeks"
Mrs Morton instantly answered Miss Moore's
letter, setting an early day for Harrie's visit.
The day arrived, and Mel, with one of the
carriage ponies and his own handsome horse,
started for the depot. In a few moments the
train came laundering in, and the usual hustle
and hurry ensued.
for his little charge. There was little boy
with his nurse, and big boy with his father
but no boy answering the description of the
one Mel was in search of.
'Dear me!' he said, in perplexity, II hope
he hasn't been taken on with the train"
At that moment he eSpied young lady,
whose wide, blue eyes wore a very anxious
expression, as she searched the faces of those
about her in vain attempt to find the one for
which she was looking. Stepping up to her
side, Mel lifted his hat politely, and asked
if he could assist her in any way.
II expected young lady to meet me at this
train, but l fear something has occurred to
detain her." she said with tears of vexation in
her eyes.
"And l came to escort a little boy, who has
failed to put in an appearance, to my home, y
he said, smiling. eff you will tell me the
young lady's name, perhaps may assist you
in finding her residence"
''Her name is Miss Nell Norton" she an
swered.
"And the little boy was to meet at this
train was Har2ie Moore!" exclaimed Mel,
while his features went through series OF
comical contOrtiOnS, in a vain attempt to con-
ceal the merriment which this ludicrous mis-
take stirred up within him.
"Are-yOu-Nell? ?''
Harrie looked up at the tall, handsome,
broad-shoulderedy young man in bewildered sur
prise, scarcely knowing whether to laugh or
cry at the mistake.
''My name is Nelson, but mother always
calls me Nel," he explained, pitying her evil
dent embarrassment. "And you must be
Harrie, whom mother sent me to meet. l shall
have to take you into the ladies' waiting room
while 1 make some changes in my arrange
ments for conveying you home"
Procuring hack, he placed her in it, and
after giving the directions to the driver, he
mounted his horse, and, taking the pony's
bride, rode by the side of the hack, so that
he might reach home in time to introduce
Harrie to his mother and relieve her from
further embarrassment.
''It is all on account of the names, " said
Mrs. Morton, laughing heartily, as she kissed
Harrie's flushed cheeks "but Pm ever so glad
that you are not boy, dear l shall enjoy
your society so much better.
II shall not break my heart over the diSap-
pointment, thought Mel, as he cast admiring
glances at the bright, animated face opposite.
''Oh what would Aunt Thankful say, If
she knew ?'' said Harrie, as she stood before
the mirror, letting down her long, golden.
brown hair, in the lovely guest chamber where
Mrs. Morton had left her, with a goodnight
kiss still warm upon her lips.
The room fitted up for the little boys COM
fort stood unoccupied, and Harrie knew moth.
ing of it, or the chest of tools with which Mel
had planned to purchase her affections.
''Such lovely tie and I brought it to
Nell, she said, viewing the dainty article OF
lace and embroidery admiringly. Just mag
inc this ornamenting his shirt-front On
dear, it is too funny She laughed merrily.
I could not afford two, and now can have it, ,
she added, tying it about her white throat
and smiling at the pleasing effect. II shal
not write one word to Aunt Thankful about
the mistal:e. I mean for once to enjoy myself
Mrs. Morton is such Il darling old lady, and
| Mel is Just splendid, if he is a man ~
| The next two weeks were the brightest, hap
pieSt weeks of all TIarrie's experience. There
were such nice, long talks with Mrs. Morton
while Mel was at his office, which l am sorry
to confess he neglected shamefully during