The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1885-07-23

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speak as if she were in the dali
habit of engaging hacks. But he
feiQned manner did not impose NJ
on Charlie Kingston at all.
ga little girl from the country,
he said to himself. 'sNever bee
here in her life before. She'll los
that complexion before she has bee
here many months"
Charlie Kingston, be it under
stood, was not professional jehu
He himself was not so very loDi
from the rural districts. II had be
come necessary for him to come T.
New York to take care Of an oil
uncle who was an invalid it had al
so become necessary that he shoul'
earn his living.
A neighboring livery stable wa
to be sold out at a bargain, an,
Charlie had a healthy mans likin!
for horses. SO he bought it, paying
part Of the money down and givins
mortgage for the rest; he wa
here this misty February evening
because one Of his drivers haC
sprained a wrist in lifting a heavy
trunk, and business was brisk.
Dorothy looked at him as he hell
open the hack door for her, and Sc
cretly wondered if this was the typ
ical New York hack driver of whom
she had read and heard SO many
evil things.
His eye was bright and clear, his
cheek wore a healthy glow, and no
prince of the blood could have been
more quietly courteous than was he.
While she was still considering
these things the hack stopped.
Seventy eight Picket Place,
MISS said the driver, jumping
down from the box.
ooh, have we reached it so soonY
cried Dorothy, starting out of a rev.
erie "Oh, dear, l forgot to ask
how much the fare would be-
Zone dollar, MISS" said King
ston, smiling in spite of himself at
her evident panic.
Dorothy drew q sigh of relief.
This surely was not the overcharge
she had dreaded.
Elf you would please carry the
trunk up STAIRS said she, timidly,
half fearing lest the New York hack
driver should cast the baggage,
with imprecations, on the pave
ment and decline further to serve
her.
But Charlie Kingston did moth
ing of the sort. He only said, seer
tainly MISS and went up stairs at
once, with the trunk well balanced
On his shoulder.
The fourth dat-this is quite
right" saids Dorothy. Pm so
much oblige to your
And she timidly rendered him
,he dollar bill, with a-liLtIe silver
lime.
Kingston gave back the latter
,oin.
zone dollar is nay fare" said he,
:almly.
"But for your trouble with the
5runk," she faltered.
He smiled little.
at is my business to take troub-
e." said he. Good evening, missl"
And before Dorothy could remon-
strate he was gone.
81 never saw such q nice hack
driver in my life" thought she as
she tapped at the door.
She listened. There was no voice,
but there were footsteps on the in
side.
Il wonder" she unused, elf Nor
nan will open the door himself?'
For Dorothy, be it known, had
planned . surprise for her brother
Norman, who Lad come to New
York, about a year SINCE, 10 follow
lis trade of printer,
Dorothy had Ionged to come, too,
Dut, alas, she was not man, but
But of late her stepmother had
made the family home so obnOXi-
)us to her that she had suddenly
conceived the determination of com |
ng to New York to live with Nor
nan, thus severing the Gordian
Knot of affairs.
''He will be glad to have me keep
house for him." she thought. "and
oh, l would go to the very top of
Pixies Peak to get away from that
So here she was, upon that win
Ter night, rosy, smiling and eager,
when the door was opened at No.
rs Pickett Place.
''Oh, Normy-dear Normyr'
And she flung herself, sobbing,
upon the broad shoulders that
eClipsed the one cherry gashght.
IL beg your pardon" taltered
a deep voice, "but 1t isn't Normy
Mr.. Diver hasn't come in yet. l
am Royal Brooks-his chum, you
know! You are his sister, ! sup
pose-you look exactly like him.
Pray sit down by the fire and warm
yourself, it's very co ID"
And Dorothy blushing to the very
roots of her hair, obeyed.
"Will he be in sOonp she STAN
mered.
VERY soon now. May l give
you a cup of tea? l natter myself
I'm rather a dabster in the brewing
of tea. We tr.-e turns in keeping
house, we fellows-Normy Diver,
Bill Blake and me, and this is my
week. We club together and rent
this fiat We couldn't stand the
boarding house business any longer,
YOU know, Miss Diver"
And thus chatting, to relieve her
embarrassment, he hustled around
and presently brought her a cup of
very nice tea on a dusty japanese
tray, with two or three fossil bis
cults ami q slice or two of cold
beef
Before she had finished it, Nor
man himself came ir, fresh and
breezy.
"Who have you here?" he cried.
"Hello! it's Dotty! Why, you pre-
cious little pussy, how on earth
came you here?'
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