Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1857-05-14

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Sir George led a very quiet and undisturbed
existence for time, always excepting some
little twings from sense of violated honor,
until love, the universal busybody, came in
the way to overthrow the runaway's repose.
\ lady made her appearance in Boulogne,
bearing the name and style of the Baroness
d 'Estival. Report said that she was an Eng
lish woman by birth, and the widow of a
foreign noble; and She was'young, beautiful
and reputed rich. Ere long, such attrac-
tions brought all the. dangling Boulogne into
subjection to the baroness, and among the
rest, our baronet saw and admired the lady.
Fora time, however, he was undistinguished
by aer, nor did he make any marked advance
on his own part. An incident brought round
an eclaircissement. By a peculiar piece of
awkwardness, as it seemed, on the part Of
her servant, the caleche of the baroness was
nearly overturned near Sir Georges door.
The young baronet sprung out; and the lady
appearing faint and terrified, he entreated
her to alight for few moments. She com:
piled. 1t was the hour of lunch, and they
lunched together. Sir George begged her
to view his garden, and they walked togeth-
er. When the lady was at last about to de-
part, Sir George begged leave to escort
her home in person, which was granted. The
result of all was, that the baronet became an
established visitant of the baroness; and
having declared his passion, received an au-
swer which left him much to hope, while at
the same time it promised nothing positive.
Sir George could not be long acquainted
with the fair baroness without discovering
that she had one remarkable and somewhat
eccentric taste : she was so distractly fond of
angling-a perfect female Walton. She had
hired for q season large yawl, somewhat
between fshing.boa and yacht, and eve
ry morning when the weather was good, she
rose with the sun to amuse herself on the
coast with rod.
Il cannot comprehend the pleasure you
take in this occspation," said Sir George to
her one day.
at is charming recreation" answered
she gaily; "and besides, my physicians have
recommended me to take as much air and
exercise at sea as possible. 1 acquired the
taste through his cause. 1t is sometimes
dull, to be sure, for the sailors and my SER
wants are no company. But I have been
pressed by a certain gallant major, and a
certain warlike colonel, to permit them to
bear me company, and Ithink I must really
consent some day" How could lover for
bear to entreat permission to occupy the
place of these rival suitors? Sir George.
could not He begged and sued, and the
fair lady gave her consent that he should ac-
company her next morning on one Of her
odd excursions to sea.
The day proved beautiful, and the pair
went abroad at sunrise. They sailed, however
far out to sea, and along the coast, ere any de-
esirc for fishing was shown by the lady. The
water was not favorable, ,she said, at one place,
and then she declared that she no fancy on
this morning for the exercises. Sir George
was rather pleased with this disinclination,
which was owing, he Aattered himself, to
her being absorbed by his own conversation;
and she, on her part, seemed only to think
of charming him by sweet discourse. At
length slight shower fell, and the baroness
asked her lover to enter small rude cabin,
where glass of wine and cakes were offer
ed to him. Here the pair sat hour after
hour, the lady enchanting her lover with
talk that caused him to forget all but her
present self. At length, he pulled out his
watch and started up. "What % cried he,
'the day is advanced, and I don't think
they have ever put about" The wind, too
was blowing nearly direct from the coast
"Come, madam, if you fish at all to-day, it
is surely time to begin"
The answer startled the poor baronet. 81
hare angled," said she quietly; sand, what
is more, have caught my fish,"
"What mean your" cried Sir George
"What fish have you caught?"
"Twenty thousand pounds" answered
the lady, with cooluess. Sir George grew
pale, and stepped hurriedly on deck.
"Distraction !" cried he, as soon as he
had looked around. "Put about instantly,
pilot; that is Margate! We are off Eng
land !"
ssExactly so, Sir George" said the lady
at his back. He turned around and looked
at her.
"Your purpose, then, is to take me"-
"To London, Sir George" said the lady,
interrupting him with calmness, though a
grati6ed flush on her cheek. Sir George
turned to the sailors.
"My purse~ said he; "twenty FIVE louis
for you, if you put about for Boulogne !"
"Twenty-fve louis" said the lady dis
daiufully, "when twenty thousand pounds
are in the other scale !"
"Barbarous, treacherous woman |" cried
the infuriated baronet, as he looked around
with an eye that threatened peril to all, if
he but had the means to infict it; but the
baroness gave signal, and in an instant his
arms were pinned to his arms were pinned to
his side by two pair of brawny arms. The
baronet struggled, but in vain; cord was
produced, and he was only saved from the
ignominy of being bound, by giving his as
surance that he would remain in quiet dur
ance in the cabin. 1t seemed to him that
he had nothing for it but to submit.