Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1874-02-12

grade her in the eyes of that Kentuckian. DO
you think you could invent something that
would accomplish this end ?"
Mrs. Park Brentz looked intensely mali
cious, and capable of the meanest action. 81
fancy I could suggest plan" said she, by
which you would be enabled to compass your
wishes"
20, tell me, then !" exclaimed Mcdonald,
eagerly surprised out of h. -.sual reticence.
Mrs. Park Brentz looked all around her, as
if wary of listeners; then signed for him to
stoop, so as to catch her words, and as he bent
toward her, she whispered them in his ear.
"Gods!' he exclaimed, again but that
would be revenge, indeedr and a smile of
cold and cruel intention swept over his face.
"Take care" said Mrs. Park Brentz, in
warning voice, and reproachfully shaking her
finger at him, 81 am sure we can accomplish
it 1 have broadly asserted the fact of your
intimacy with her to Gadbury, more than
once; but he has stubbornly refused credence
to my words. O, it would be perfectly glo-
rious to shame her in his eyes! Then all
would be WE'LL"
"Well, ifyou intend to do it at all, you must
do it quickly. am half wild to wreak my
wrath and vengeance on her naughty heart !;
and I am impatient to make this imperious
Kentuckian despise her as she has dared to
despise mel"
II will do it"
"Then do it tonight, madam"
"You are brave man" she answered and
as she said it, she caught up McDonald's hand
and pressed it to her lips, murmuring low, as
she did 80, "and tomorrow the annuity2"
At this moment, the 'drop-curtain" was
raised and the two conspirators separated to
20 their several ways and to fulfill their sew
eral missions.
There sat Mrs. Cecilia Fessenden in her el-
egant rose.and.lace.lined box, looking more
perfectly beautiful than ever. Entire success
seemed to have crowned her life since the
resume of the entente cordiale between her and
her lover, who had nearly, if not completely,
forgotten his jealous fancies. She was su-
premely happy this night in question, and her
joy was painted on her beautiful face. A
deeper light shone in her large, liquid eyes !;
her brow, white as Carrara marble, was
smoother than its wont richer tint, like a
wine.Aush, stained her oval cheeks and her
red lips we're deeper than coral in their dye
In fact, she was radiant and the light of all
this loveliness on her face was but an index
ofthe beautiful love that shone in her heart.
How little she dreamed, as she sat there BEAM
ing with beauty and brightness, Of the scene
of modification in store for her-of the cruel
scheme that was to be carried into execution
against her! She was gentle and good and
kind herself, and she did not dream Of ftreach-
cry in others, as less generous person might
have DONE Before she won Clarence Cad
bury as lover, there is no denying the fact
that she was weakly jealous Of Miss Lide Hal
stead's successes-of her magnificent hair-her
statuesque limbs and her graceful acting; but
these feelings had duration only while her
heart was dispossessed Of image to worship.
That want satisfied, they vanished like mists
before the golden rays of a summer sun.
Irving Mcdonald stood behind the scenes,
but in full view of the proscenium box Of
Mrs. Cecilia Fessenden.
Lde had once more sufficiently regained
her composure to 60 on the stage and was
acting her part in the drama.
Mrs. Park Brentz was at the wing, watch
ing the progress of affairs everywhere.
Suddenly a persistent gesture on the part
of Mcdonald, drew Mrs. Fessenden's gaze
from the actors to him. He nodded smiled
held up a note-made gesture, and finally
gave it to Mrs. Park Brentz, and nodded and
signed toward the box where Cecilia sat with
her lover whose arm, at first resting on the
back of her chair, had slipped carelessly
around her waist. His face was half peering
over her shoulder at these stealthy proceedings
on the part of Mcdonald, and he was evident
ly trying to understand them.
Cecilia could not imagine the cause of Nc
Donald's behavior, unless it was desire to
seem to betray treachery upon her part to-
ward her lover. She hoped Clarence did not
see the man.
Mrs. Park Brentz was watching their faces
with her evil eyes, and as she saw the fushes
and the pallor rvaling on their cheeks, her
heart beat high with joy. But her rejoicing
was soon swallowed up in anxiety; for before
she could deliver the note addressed to Mrs.
Fessenden and entrusted to her, Lide, who
was really physically ill, suddenly broke down,
and her voice abruptly subsidized, like the
sounds of an instrument whose strings had
snapped asunder. Summoning all her cour-
age, she made desperate effort-trembling
violently as she did so-but her courage was
of no avail Her endeavor to speak was
fruitless. She had lost her voice! Over
straning it had caused paralysis of the larynx.
Mrs. Park Brentz forgot all about the ma
lcious plot which she and Mcdonald had
concocted for the purpose of injuring Mrs.
Fessenden in the regard of young Gadbury.
Her whole attention was absorbed by her un-
happy and unfortunate charge, who had faint
ed away.
To describe the scene that now ensued is
almost beyond my power. Amusement, COM
passion and astonishment, filled every breast.
And after due apologies from the manager
upon the illness of the favorite actress, which
the audience had witnessed, there was orderly
dispensing, and the opera house, half an hour
afterward, was dark and silent as the tomb.
And now about Mrs. Fessenden.