Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1874-03-05
CHAPTER XXXIII.


1t was noon. The sitting-room at the
Bluffs presented an appearance Of the greatest
comfort. Mrs. Gadburys attire was especial
ly becoming-white chally and blue ribbons.
Old MIR. Gadbury, the whimsical uncle, as
usual reclined in his easy armchair, while the
great tortoise shell cat lay on silken cushion
at his feet He was IN an especially good
humor
Cecilia was hens stitching a fine cambria
handkerchief; but her mind was evidently
more occupied than her fingers, for she fire.
quently let her work fall, unheeded, in her
lap, and sank into deep but momentary reve-
ries, from which she would start with blush
and an embarrassed smile, that would have
been painful and pitiful to behold on face
less beautiful than hers.
After while a servant entered. "Miss c.
Gala, there is a gentleman at the door what
has called on Mars. Clarence. Here's his
card" He extended it on silver salver.
Cecela took it: "Dck Dalaval," she read,
aloud-then turning to the servant, "Say to
the gentleman regret my husbands absence;
he has gone to Harrodsburg, on business"
"To Harrodsburg?" said old Mr. Gadbury,
son what business ?"
"Something for Docia-as usual" answer
ed Cecilia, drily.
"Who is the man down stairs ?" demanded
the old gentleman.
"A gentleman, I'd say by his looks, sir"
answered the waiter.
whats his name p
"Dick Dalaval," said Cecelia reading from
the card again.
"Show him up, I'll see him." the old man
said, sententiously.
The servant withdrew.
"Mr Dick Daaval," announced the domes-
tic, almost Immediately, ushering our young
artist into the sitting-room with an obsequious
bow, and again withdrew.
Dick Dalaval greeted the lady and gentle
man with the profoundest respect, and then
instinctively fastened his gaze on real Rem
brandt
At sight of the artist, Mrs Gadbury sighed
in utter relief
The old man critically regarded the new
conner, and mentally objected to the eft" and
color of his clothes, his immense moustaches
and peaked imperial.
81 had hoped to find Mr.. Gadbury at
home," said Dalaval 81 am sorry he is ab-
sent"
"My husband is absent but we are ex-
pecting him every moment. Pray be seated,
Mr. Dalaval," replied Cecilia, waving him to
a chair.
The old man looked up with simper. 81
am good at remembering names," said he;
"Dalaval seems familiar. Were you not a
college-matc of Clarence's?"
"Indeed, I was" answered Dalaval, smi-
ling; "and we were chums, too"
"You once thrashed boy who was getting
the better of Clary in fight, because Clary
was the smallest-didnt you"
Dalaval assented.
"Ihave heard my nephew tell it, but would
like to hear your version Of it,
"Well, sir there was nothing more to tell
than what you have said. Clarence was the
smallest and took his part"
Cccelia was touched by his simple manner,
and made up her mind then and there to like
him.
At this moment the room. door was thrown
boisterously open, and Docia Gadbury bound
ed in.
"Why, Docia, what excites you?" said &c.
celia gravely "where is my husband ?"
"Oh he is coming. But I've had such an
adventure! Skid ran away and threw us
out, and broke the buggy, and we had to take
it-or rather have it taken-to the shop in Sal
visa, to be mended and we walked home
And oh the handsomest man caught Skid !
The handsomest man l ever saw-a Mr.. Da-
mar, a gentleman from Boston, just travelling
to see the country-and brother Clarence in
vited him and friend he said he had with
him, to make their home with us while they
we're in Mercer county, and the gentleman
agreed, and is coming with Clarence! There
they are now"
Clarence entered with his guest, welcomed
his old college friend affectionately, and intro
duced Mr. Damar around to the family
Soon after, the gentlemen were shown to
their rooms. A dray was sent to Falls Inn
or their trunks and traps, and at later hour
dinner was served.
Cecilia fulfilled, with visible constraint,
her duties as hostess. During the whole of
the evening she did not unbend, and Mr.. Da-
mar made no attempt to ingratiate himself.
He paid devoted attention to Docia, who lis