Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1883-11-10
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n ter sendiny nl ,ul out fer loaf OF
b cad, took mouthful or two berset
q d livided the remainder between the
o ers. She Il en- went down stairs,
meetin the lqt dlord in the entry way.
She had not the courage to ask him to
take half the rent, but hurriedly gave
it all to him and ran out upon the street
to avoid convers ny with him.
With heavy heart and tears in her
eyes she entered one of the many pawn
brokers' shops on Salem street and
offered her ring The Jews gave her
not halt Of what she expected to gel
for it, but she could not refuse, SO with
q last look at tn dcAr ring she left the
place end hurried toward the market.
Turning down Blackstone street,
busy with thoughts of Frank Johnson.
and the night when he had placed the
ring on her finger. she did not notice
that she was followed by rough-look-
ing man, who, when just in the shadow
between two gaslights, seized her by
the arm and said:
Good evening, miss. You had bet
ter take little walk with me-"
Minnie uttered u little scream and
exclaimed:
"Release me, instantly, or will call
the poice!"
The man laughed and said:
What will be doing ali this time?
Do you think the cops are round on
such a night a. thiss You can bet
your life they ain't. So, come along
my beauty" trying to force her along
Minnie screamed outright, rs she did
SO, a young man rushed up, and seiz-
ing the rough by the throat, drew him
away from the trembling girl and threw
him to the pavement.
Quite n little crowd had gathered
with the pecul ar characteristics of the
NOrth-end inl tbitants, whose curiosity
is not aroused oy q struggle between "a
man and "a We nan, but at the prospect
Of II fight between two men they are
all alive and right on the spot. The
young man. however, did not notice
them, and aS the rough had skunk
away feeling of his sore bones, he
turned TO Mir ME saying:
"Will you slow me to escort YOU to
your homeP"
Thank you, SIR" replied Minnie,
'but was JUS going 60 market when
that man spoke to me. How can |
thark you sufli iently for your timely
act?'
"By saying nothing more about it,"
said the youn% man, "and if-why,
great heavens! it is Minnie! Minnie,
don't you know meP am Frank-your
Frankr'
Poor Minnie grew faint and allowed
herself to be drawn close to his side
fora moment. Then, trying to push
him away, she said:
Yes, Frank, | do know YOU now.
Buf, Frank, u seem to forget the
change IN our 'sitions. | am Only
poor saleswomah now, and"
Say not an" her word about that,
my darling. cure not what you are
SO long as | have found you again. |
shall never let "a 90, now"
They walked on toward the market,
and Frank told IT his fruitless search
for her, and how he had intended to
prosecute it even more thoroughly;
how he had pra cd for their meeting
once more, and row that meeting had
come.
Minnie, who loved him as dearly rs
be did her, could not resist his earnest
pleading, and to i him her whole story
how poor they were, how she had
struggled durinS the past two years,
how Jamie and her mother were suffer
ing at home for the want OF few
necessaries. They had now reached
the market, and in spite of Minnie's
remonstrances Frank purchased two
great baskets full of good things ard
ordered many more sent to her home.
On the way back Frank told her that
while dining with friend at Parker's