Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1901-10-26
THE TELEGRAPH MESSAGE.
: By ROBERT BARR.
rcopyright. 1899, by the Author.l

Gcopyright. 1899. by the Author'l
The manager looked keenly at the
sneaker for a moment, but met merely
the clear gaze Of very honest pair OF
eyes At that instant there was wild
rush to the center of the room. as If the
human atoms had been caught in sud-
den whirlpool. as indeed many of them
were. They gesticulated and shouted all
together. It seemed as if madhouse
had Unexpectedly debouched its con-
tents Young Howard wavered q mo-
ment, seemingly drawn by some unseen
force to plunge into the maelstrom.
Then his gaze wandered toward the
telegraph office, where he saw the girl
standing with wide open eyes looking
at the turmoil, while Johnnie Fielders
was quite evidently explaining that
there was no danger and that it was not
q free fight nor the beginning of foot
ball match.
Come" said Howard: ''now is the
time"
The manager. still with visible re-
luctance, turned and led the way to the
telegraph Office.
.Miss McC,intoch, he said, making
his voice heard with difficulty above the
din, "may I introduce to you friend
of your fathers, Mr.. Stillson Howardf'
The girl, raising her eyes, saw before
her young man who might be cenven-
tionally described as fine looking. with
dark mustache and firmly nodded.
self reliant chin.
81 am pleased to meet any one who
knew my father" " she said.
81 not only knew him, Miss McClin-
toch, but I am indebted to him for
many kind words and much encourage
ment at a time when / had no great
stock of either. was once clerk in
his office If there is anything can do
to help you here. I hope you will let me
know, for I would esteem it privilege
to make at least partial return for the
debt I owe your father.
"Thank you. replied the girl sim
ply.
Telegram. miss, if you please. " said
the falsetto voice of old Grimwood as
he leaned against the counter. holding
in his hand written message and fas-
tening his fshy eye on the group 81
take it, Mr.. Sandys that this young
lady is going to do us the honor of send
ing and receiving our dispatches. and
that will be very nice indeed.
There was something in his tone
which said as plainly as words could
have done. ~ should be much obliged
if you would all attend strictly to bust
ness"
Sandys frowned, but said nothing.
Fielders sprang forward. took the mes
sage and ratified it off to Chicago. Miss
McClintoch sat down before her COM
partment at the table. and young How
ard left the room. followed by the man.
ager, who once outside in the hall
touched his friend on the arm and spoke
in low voice seriously:
"If I may say it in all kindness,
Howard. I think you will only be q
hindrance and not help to Miss Nc
Clintoch if this acquaintance goes
further"
Towards reply was an impatient
malediction on old Grimwood. more
terse than polite.
"Oh. mol" continued the manager.
"Mr. Grimwood is quite within his
rights. Our old friends daughter is
there to do her duty and is anxious
and well qualified to do it. if, as I said
before. she is not interfered with.
"I'n break old Grimwood's g neck for
him yet" growled Howard, still harp
ing on the interruption. ''in Stock
Exchange sense, of course" he added.