Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1874-01-29

pride roused very naturally, q sense OF mag
nation in Mrs. Vaughn Fessenden's breast to-
ward her faithless lover, whom she now treat
ed with all the GOODNESS and disdain he so
richly deserved.
"Really?" she answered him, with spice
of scorn in her accents, and curl of con:
tempt upon her short upper lip-"RealEy p
Eyes, indeed, you wouldw he answered,
with earnest candor; ri assure you am per-
fectly sincere never, never heard you sing
so we'll as you have done to-day"
"I am obliged. To merit your praise is
source of profound qualification to me?' was
the stiff and sarcastic rejoindcr.
He looked at her for a moment in silence.
His face expressed annoyance in every fea-
ture; but hers was lighted only by the quiet
est contempt.
"Cecelia," he said, sinking his voice to a
reproachful whisper, "you are angry with
mel What foolish tale has been carried to
you? Anything rcspacting my attentions to
nv protegee, Lide Halstead? If so, you
must know, without assurance, that they were
few and meaningless. Why, Lide Halstead
is no more to be compared with you than
He paused abruptly, for his eyes had just
fallen Oh the quiet figure of Cecilia Fessenden'
She was not paying him the slightest atten'
ton, but was looking calmly before her, evil
IDENTIFY engaged in watching something at the
other end of her parlor; though her sharp
ears were wide open, and they drank in every
syllable that the man near her let fall.
"Why have I not been admitted, of late,
when presented myself at your doors?" Nc
Donald interrogated, at the same time gently
laying his hand on Cecelia's arm and drawing
her aside from the piano, to a niche where
half hidden by lace drapery, was sofa
"Do you think have pride? Miss Lde
Halstead is quite welcome to you. [ do not
want you!" Cecilia answered, lifting her
naughty eyes, flashing with stormy light, to
his face.
"You are very foolish, Cecilia"
II had rather be foolish than perfdious,'
she retorted.
81 grant that much" he replied, with dig
"You grant it, because you have no set re-
ply by which you can justify the course you
have pursued" she answered, in high disdain
Classification is unnecessary" he replied
coldly; 81 simply agree with you."
"Oh yes, T understand you now. You are
protesting not to understand the personality
of my remarks. Must l tell you, in language
the planest that tongue can command, that
you are false, and that never wish to have
anything more to say to you" she answered
stormily, in return.
Irving Mcdonald frowned angrily. He
was on the point of replying, when third
person appeared, lifted his hat, and held out
his hand to Mrs. Vaughn Fessenden. With
out word, Irving coldly bowed to the new
conner and walked hastily away, leaving the
Kentuckian to say as many pretty things as
he pleased to the charming widow, whom he
Qrving) had neglected lately for another.
Mcdonald had heart as inconstant as the
spring winds. To-day he would kneel at one
woman's feet swearing he loved her devoted
ly, and tomorrow he would be vowing eter
nal fidelity to another fair one, forgetful Of
the first.
Cecilia once had liked him very much-aye
more-shc had loved him; and when they
both were freed from conjugal bonds, she
might have proved that tenderer, warmer feel
ing by consent to marriage. But when she
heard that he was paying court to Llde Hal
stead, she resolved to have nothing more tc
say to him. Hence it was, that when he called
to her, her servants were instructed by her to
tell him their mistress was "not at home. -
He WINGED at this, knowing full we'll that she
had denied herself to him; but his vanity
never for one moment allowed him to think
Cecelia's angry feelings toward him would be
constant.
"'She is only showing her temper" he SAID
to himself; "wait she will come into close
contact with me again before long, and she
will be as deeply in love with me as ever.
will forgive her by not noticing her little tan
trems. By and by, she will be as gentle and
afectionate as turtle dove in the spring"
But Mcdonald had altogether miscalcula
ted matters. 1t was evident that he was moi
yet acquainted with the proud spirit of Cecella
else he could not have entertained, for the
brefest moment hope that she would pardon
him for his infdelity toward her. Gazing on
her, he felt that she was lost to him-lost tc
him forever-and that nothing he could say
or do, would undo the past or replace his im
age in her breast.
With this conviction on his mind, Mcdonald
worked himself into state Of great excite
ment, protesting in his secret soul that Ccceia
was the only woman he had ever loved in hi;
whole life, and that he should never care fol
another that he must wed her, or die, or &c
raving mad. Truly, was retrbutive justice
pursuing him
He glanced across the parlor to the niche
where Cecilia and the Kentuckian were still
seated together, engaged in close conversation
The gentlemans face was very earnest, ano
the head of his fair companion was dropping
low on her bosom.
Mcdonald ground his teeth with suppressed
rage.
Course him!" muttered he, between his
teeth "what can he be saying to her, that she
does not look up at him while he speaks
L., nd
will have him sent away-else will pitch