Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1882-03-23
Nn1upruns department.
A VICTIM OF CHARITY.

hand, looking at the brilliant scene before
him. when young lady rushed up, and, grab
bing him by the arm, said:
''Oh you must, you will, take chance III
our cake. Come right over here. This way"
Blushing to the roots of his hair, he stam-
mered out that Greatly, he didn't have the
pleasure of knowing"
''Oh that's all right" said the young lady.
you'll know me better before you leave. Pm
one of the managers, you understand. Come
The cake will all be taken if you don't hurry
And she almost dragged him over to one of
the middle tables. ''There now-only fifty
ring. You had better take three or four
slices. 1t will increase your chances, you
know
you're very good" he stammered. But
I'm not fond of cake-that is, 1 haven't any
use for the ring-I-"
''Ah, that will be ever so nice,' said the
young lady, ''for now if you get the ring you
can give it back, and We'll put it in another
cake.''
''Y-e-e-s." said the young man, with sick
ly smile. ''To be sure, but
s'Oh! there isn't any but about it" said the
young lady, smiling sweetly. "1ou KNOW
you promised ~ ...
''Promised 20
s:Well, no, not exactly that but you will
take just one slice ~ and she looked her whole
soul into his eyes,
"Well, suppose -"
ssTo he sure. There is your cake,' and
she slipped great slice into his delicately
gloved hands as he handed her a one dollar
bill ssOh that is too nice" added the young
lady, as she plastered another piece of cake on
top of the one she had just given him. II
knew you would take at least two chances"
and his dollar bill disappeared across the table,
and then she called to a companion "Oh
Miss Larkins, here is gentleman who wishes
to have his fortune told"
80, does he? Send him right over,' an
swered Miss Larkins.
81 beg your pardon, but I'm afraid you're
mistaken. don't remember saying anything
about
20, but you will, said the first young lady,
tugging at the youths arm. Its for the
good of the cause, and you won't refuse, " and
once more the beautiful eyes looked soulfully
into his. ''Here we are. Now take an en-
velope; open it. There you are going to be
married in a year. Isn't that jolly? seventy
five cents, please" This time the youth was
careful to hand out the exact change.
''Oh should just like to have my fortune
told. May 20 said the first young lady.
''Of course you may, my dear" said Miss
Larkins, handing out one of her envelopes.
"Oh, dear, you are going to be married this
year, too. Seventy-fve cents more, please, y
and the poor youth came down with another
dollar note. ''No change here, you know"
added Miss Larkins, putting the greenback IN
her pocket. :,
"Oh! come; let's try our weight" said
the first young lady, once more, tugging at
the bashful youths coat sleeve, and before he
knew where he was, he found himself stand
~, oft tho tS(np n
dred and thirty-two," said the young lady.
:IOh how 1 would like to be a great heavy
man, like you,'' and she jumped on the scales
like bird. '"One hundred and eighteen.
Well, that is light. One dollar, please"
what said the youth, zone dollar! Isn't
that pretty steep? mean, l."
'Oh but you know" said the young lady,
cit is for charity" and another dollar was
added to the treasury of the fair
II think I'll have to 60. have an engage
ment at
ooh! but.frst you must buy me a boquet
for taking you all around" said the young
lady. "Right over here" and they were soon
in front of the flower table. ''Here is just
what 1 want" and the young lady picked
up basket of roses and violetS. ''Seven dol
lars, please
'sOh Jack, is that you ?" cried the poor
Youths 'scousin'' from behind the flower coun-
ter, land buying flowers for Miss Giggle, too.
Oh! shall be terribly jealous unless you buy
me basket, :too," and she picked up an ela6-
crate affair. ''Twelve dollars, please, Jack, y
and the youth put down the money, looking
terribly confused and much as though he
didn't know whether to make a bolt for the
door or give up all hope and settle down in
despair. ,
''You'n excuse me, ladies'" he stammered,
''but must go; have -"
''Here, let me pin this in your button
hole. interrupted his ''cousin.'' Fifty cents,
please" and then the youth broke away and
made straight line for the door.
'sWell, if l ever visit another fair, may l
be-be-d!' he calculated, as he counted
over his cash to see if he had the car fare to
ride home.-Brooklyn Eagle.
A BOTTLE OF WHIsKY.-A man stepped up
to one of the hackmen at the Union depot St.
Louis, recently, and wanted to know where he
could procure bottle of whisky sJump
right in, sir, jump right in, and l will take
you where you can get the finest kind of whis-
ky very cheap. The unsuspectng individual
in response to the invitation jumped into the
hack, and was being driven down the street at
lightning speed before he had time to collect
his thoughts. The mercenary hackman drove
out to Grand avenue, and north on that thor
oughfare until he reached Washington avenue
when he turned east, and directed his course
towards the river, finally halting in front OF
saloon on Sixth street. Here he jumped from
his box and opened the door of his coach, when
the stranger asked him why the ''mischief'' he
had taken him so far.
'sWell," retorted the hackman, ''you want
ed me to take you out to get good bottle OF
whisky, and you can't get that everywhere"
Seeing it was useless to parley with the
hackman, the stranger then procured the Whls
ky, and asked to be taken back to the train.
The hackman said he had other engagements,
and couldn't afford to do it unless he received
a dollar for his trouble.
AS the stranger imagined it was five or Sin
miles to the depot, he paid the dollar, and
said ''Well, then, 90 ahead. l presume
must stand it." In about four minutes, tc
the mans astonishment, the hack halted in
front of the depot. He couldn't understand
how it took him such long time to reach the
whisky shop, and only few brief moments tC
return. But that didn't alter the case any, as
the hackman had the dollar, while the stranger
had nothing to show for his trouble but a lit
tie experience and a bottle of whisky.
AN INSURANCE STORY.--An insurance
agent called into an establishment on Main
street the other day with a large account book
under his arm, and walking up to the proprie-
tor, in a business sort of a way, inquired:
''How's businesS-hOws stock 20
''Oh, business is very, very dull, - replied the
tradesman "Pon my word, sir, hav'nt got
$500 in the house ! Terrible dull - and he
paused and looked inquiringly at the visitor.
''Only $500 % said the insurance man in
surprise.
'tPon nv soul, sir, l don't believe there is a
dollar more-look for YOURSELF and the man