Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1867-01-31

cordingly ''Tn let you have one of them for dol
+ lar but I wouldn't take less than dollar and a
quarter from any other living SOUL
In that case can afford to take two, said Eli
nor producing her purse and paying for two
Fl 'sBress my soul, Miss Einor, interrupted Chloe,
''you ain't goin' to use two thimbles to once"
"Not I. 1 don't like sewing well enough for
that. But didn't hear you say once, Chloe, that
you should like a silver thimble?"
F eyes, Miss Einor, it would make me as proud
as peacock"
'0Then, Chloe, you may become so at once"
So saving, Elinor dropped one of the thimbles in
to the sable hands of the cook, who looked up in
grateful astonishment.
'sWhat chile, you don't 60 for to say you went
and bought that for old Chloe, did you?"
eyes, Chloe, and hope you will make good use
of it"
''You may be dead sure Of that Miss Einor, you
was always kind to poor old Chloe.
And the faithful old black applied the corner Of
her apron to her eye in grateful emotion. Unfor-
tunately, however, for this action to have proper
effect Chloe who had been busily engaged in cook
ing, had rubbed her apron against some -four, and
this last, on the aprons being raised to her eye,
was transferred to that organ, making very strong
contrast with the polished black skin.
Jock, the peddler, who noticed this, said with dry
humor,
care you sick Chloe?"
'Me sick What makes you think that am
sick?"
II notice that your eyes was getting white in
streaks, answered Jock.
Like most of her race, Chloe was very easily ter
rifed, and the statement which the peddler had
Just made, filled her with dismay, and fear OF she
scarcely knew what.
With shrek of terror she hurried to the little
seven by nine looking glass which adorned the
kitchen wall, and moments glance revealed to her
the nature and cause of the phenomenon which had
been mentioned.
"You ought to be ashamed of putting me in
such discomposure, " said she reproachfully. Il
clare it made my heart come right up into my
mouth. "
To this the peddler made no answer, Enor hav-
ing just put to him the question which she had had
in mind all the time.
'Did Captain Peterson send any message, or did
you not tell him that you were coming this way?'
eyes, he give me note for you.
Here Jock plunged his hand into the depths OF
his pocket, and drew therefrom square note, not
enclosed in an envelope for those were unknown in
that day, but folded up and directed upon the
fourth side. Though written in camp, and by
soldier it was scented though sooth to say not with
any of those fragrant scents in vogue among gaants
of the present day. 1t had very decided odor Of
tobacco "a fact which Elinor was not slow to per;
ceive, since it was particularly distasteful to her.
IT hope" said she, with little grimace, "that
Captain Peterson does not use tobocco. 1t would
be beftting at least when writing to lady, to dis
pense with it. Il" -
II surmise that it is my fault, said the pedder,
little abashed. 81 must have put it into the
pocket where usually keep my tobacco"
'Never mind" said Elinor graciously, when she
found that it was not her lovers fault; though l
can't imagine how you can like it.
''That because you We never tried it, Miss West
velt," said the pedder unconscious of the ludi-
crousness of the remark when applied to young
lady. ''You don't know what comfortit is when
fellow feels dull, and sort Of down..
''Then youwould recommend it to me under such
circumstances, " inquired Elinor smiling.
sWell no, can't say that, " said Jehoachim mus
ingly. "It don't seem exactly natural for woman.
shouldn't like to see my Nance chewing, or smo-
king either, for that natter
''Dinner ready, Miss Elinor, summoned Chloe.
''Then I'd best be going" said the peddler, re-
suming his pack
''Not till you have taken some dinner, said Eli
nor. "Chloe, depend upon you to take good
care of Mr.. Stebbins."
''WeI I don tcare if / do eat little something,
said Jock, entering the room with no great reluc-
tance ''There tanything that Il 60 to the right
=, spot like meal of victuals."
20, Miss Westvelt, he exclaimed, just as Einor
was leaving the room, "I didn't tell you that you
was going to have visitor"
"Who?" inquired our heroine, hoping that 1t
might be Captain Peterson.
II don't know what the fellers name is, but he's
a Britisher, and has got couple Of eppylets on
his shoulder.
"How do you know he is coming here? Who
lis he?" asked Elinor, with interest and curiosity
''Well, as to his name, I don't know him from
> Adam. All know is, that met him down here
a. piece, and he asked the way here. y
''How does he look?"
sLooks as if he thought himself considerably
sight smarter than anybody else. He's dark, ana
has got black whiskers, and thin, sharp nose.
'It must be Major Amory," thoug ut Elnor, to
herself. "How does it happen that he hasn't ar
rived YETI Didn't he come straight hereT
"Not if he followed my directions, thought the
peddler. ,. ,
"He'll be along soon, I'm thinking ne said,
thinking it best to remain silent as to his trick
In fact Major Amory had that moment arrived
The peddler had sent him roundabout way, which
he had himself heightened by his effort TO get into
more direct route as soon as he had ascertalned
that he had been wrongly directed.
Tired and heated, and moreover chated by the
imposition to which he had been subjected, he had
gone to the barn to see that his horse, which had
done hard days work. was well taken care Of.
He was standing in the yard, just on the point
goingin, when Jock, the peddler, having discuss
ed very bountiful and satisfactory dinner, strobe
out of the house with his pack upon his shoulders
Major Amory frowned darky when his eyes res
ted on the peddler.