Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1883-05-31

CRYING. A man is brute who can speak a
harsh word to weeping woman, and a
kind one often changes mild tickling of
the salt waters to deluge, so 1 left her
alone.
She kept her hand and her handkerchief
in it, and her face turned toward the Win
dow as much as possible. 1 began to hope
she would fall asleep. believe l myself
did fall asleep for q few moments. By-and-
by was reused by the falling of book
from my hand. When 1 opened my eyes
I found my opposite neighbor fixed upon
we with look of waiting for the opportu-
nifty of addressing me. She had left off cry
| ing then and was looking very wan and ill.
She had her purse in her hand.
"Shall / have money enough"' She
asked me holding it toward me, when gave
signs of being fully awake.
I took the poorly furnished purse in my
hand.
"Oh, yes, if you don't get cheated; and as
am going to Bangor by this route, will
see to it if you will allow me-"
"You are going to Bangor?" Such light
in the eyes, and such pretty flush over the
delicate face!
eyes"
1t was the state of her purse that had
finally decided me.
She put the purse returned to her back
in her bag. After that, and when I pre-
tended to be looking in another direction,
saw her small hands folded together, and
was confident that her lips formed the words
"Thank God" Somehow l was more touch
ed than could have told reason for by this
Two old ladies and one old gentleman were
nodding in another part of the car.
For long time did not stir hand or foot
or look at my neighbor, hoping that, her
chn srr1,$ fOI, hn
infection of their drOwsinesS. She did.
When l ventured to look at her she was
asleep. Her hat lay on her knee her head
was TENT back in the angles of the cushions.
The light of the car-lamp-it had grown
dusk now-slanted down from the bright
hair, threw shadow of long lashes on the
pale cheek, fell on the pretty round white
throat; but it did not look easeful sleep,
the mouth retained lines of anxiety and de-
preston.
Contemplating the graceful little figure
before me, l fell into musing as to who she
was. From ticket affixed to her little bag,
I discovered that her name. was not unfa-
miliar to me, and yet the familiarity of it
carried me far back in the past.
"NorrisW kept repeating. questioned
and perplexed myself, to no purpose; but,
by-and-by, when I had given up, or imag-
ined 1 had, thinking about the matter, it all
came to me.
Norris was the name of an old drawing
master Of mine; Norris was the name OF
young school-fellow of mine; Norris was
name that for two or three years had seen
in the National Academy's catalogue as the
painter of pictures which had struck my
fancy.
"For the sake of the name as we'll as for
the pictures themselves, had purchased
some two or three, wondering if that young
artist, Norris, was my young school-felloW
Norris.
now determined that the two should
certainly be one, and that one the brother
of nv little companion, who must as GER
tainly be the "Sister Mary" of whom he
often talked-A baby girl then, and the OBJ
iect of his almost idolatrOus affection.
While she slept, furnished up my men,
ory, as to all matters regarding the two
Norris, father and son; and at length [
was anxious the tired little sleeper should
awake, quite resolved that Will Norris,
her brother, was my very dear friend.
NV charge-so / now regarded Mary Nor
ris moaned j. her sleep in faint distressful
sort of way.
1 bent toward her. We were stopping at
a station. She reused herself.
''Could you get me a glass of Water:" she
y
"You feel ill-faint: I'll be back di-
rectly."
sprang out. brought her a glass of
water into which l had put little cognac.
"You needn't be afraid-it's not too
strong; it will do you good. Pm sort OF
DOCTOR"
She took it with a grateful contiding look,
and drank it.
jumped into the car.
ooh, yes, thank you. had been dream
ing painfully Of Will, my brother.
II have made very pleasant discovery,
while you were asleep, Miss Norris"
said, pointing to the ticket on her bag.
"This is your name"
''It is we'll known name to me. A favor.
ite school-fellow Of mine was called Will
Norris. Now, don't tell me you are not the
little sister Mary he used to talk about"
81 am only too glad and proud to tell you
that am"
''You don't ask who I am, or seem sur
prised at my discovery"
"No," she answered, slightly smiling {;
"I knew before"
"KneW me?"
eyes; Will used to talk to me about you
enough to make me remember the name
very well; and while you were walking up
and down the platform at Hartford read
your name upon your baggage"
'But how did you come to associate the
baggage with its rightful owner? did not
60 near it,"
'By instinct, suppose, partly, and part
ly because Frank once tried to paint like
ness of you from memory, and you are still
enough like his picture to have me notice
Iofo 7 n
baggage"
When we reached Portland, handed
Miss Norris from the car, and felt that she
was trembling.
"You cannot 90 on till the eight o'clock
stage in the morning. l shall secure a room
for YOU at hotel, where I can rely upon
YOUR being safe and comfortable. | shall
engage your place in the stage tonight, and
call for you in the morning" This as led
her to the cab.
elbow can 1 ever thank you for your
kindness"
"It's nothing. am very idle unoccu-
pied fellow, at anybody's service especial
fy at the service of your brothers sister"
The mistress of one Of the Portland hotels
was well and favorably known to me. L
committed Miss Norris to her care, explain
ing in a few words, the object of her jour-
ney.
Then ordered-and remember 1 took
great pains with it's selection-a little din
ner for one, of soup, game, outlets, sweets,
choice fruit and coffee to be served as soon
as possible to No. SO; and after l had done
that went aboutmy own business.
sent a telegram to Portland to request
that my baggage, which had left unOWned
there, should be taken charge of till farther
notice. dined at hotel close to the stage
Office. looking toward the windows of the