Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1875-01-14
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THE CIRCUS GIRL.
CHAPTER IV-CoNTINUED.
BY MRS. HENRY DEAS.

their respective roles of daughter and parent
to their mutual satisfaction. At last, getting
tired of this, Estelle jumped up and went OF
to the window, where she stood looking out
with her small el6sh face pressed against the
pane.
"It looks so nice out in the sunshine" she
remarked presently. "Maum Dinah, don't
you think we might 60 out ao,0s"
"Certainly not chile,' sharply replied the
old woman.
"Didnt you hear Missy's ma tell you both
'spressly to keep in doors?"
"3ut it's a great deal warmer now"
II don't care; warm or not, you must do as
you're bid. Look how satisfied Missy is,
blessed little creetur Pity you weren't as
good as she isp'
II am as good as she is" pouted Estele.
"No you amt, nor never will be, neither"
muttered maum Dinah, soto voce, as she turned
to poke the fire. "Jest look at this fire, how
it's burned down." she continued, "and not a
stick of wood upstairs. Where's that good
for-nothing nigger, sary Ann? You sary
Ann! Come, fetch some wood to the nursr ry."
But Sary Ann, the small colored individual,
whose office it was to keep the nursery wood
box supplied, had taken herself off somewhere,
and needed not the call, uttered in no gentle
tone, though it was; and Dinah, muttering
and grumbling, put aside her sewing and said
'sshe 'sposed she'd have to 60 herself"
"Don't you do no mischief, chillun, till l
come back" was her parting injunction to the
pair.
No sooner had the sound of her weighty
tread died away on the stairs, than Estelle,
running up to Carrie, seized her by the hand.
"Come, Carrie, quick, quick!" she said, in
an eager whisper. Lets make haste and
run, before she comes back; it'll be fun"
"Where?" asked the little one, with puz-
zled look.
"Oh! anywhere, down stairs-ain't you
tired of staying up here? Come. let's 60;
won't you?"
EYES," assented Carrie, led off by her su-
perior energy and will, and not exactly COM
pretending that she was doing anything
naughty; aud in another moment the two lit
tie escaped prisoners were making their way
as rapidly as their short limbs could carry
them down back staircase. at the bottom of
which was a door opening into the garden.
"See the big cedar tree yonder, Carrie | Let's
run and hide behind that; maum Dinah
won't know where to look for US, and we can
play hide and seek can't we?'
eyes" assented innocent Carrie again, and
off they posted along the walk to the cedar
tree in question, which was at good distance
from the house. Estelle's real object was to
get out of the garden through gate which
opened into little lane, and run off into the
woods for regular frolic. She was dreadfully
tired of the house, and was moreover actuated
by desire to set maum Dinah's authority for
once at defiance; and taking Carrie, as it
were, into partnership of mischief with her,
would, she thought, Tighten the weight of blame
that would fall on her shoulders. She coaxed
Carrie to the gate, and little way down the
lane; but not being accustomed to venturing
so far without her maumer's protection, the
latter came at this point to stand.still, and
said she wanted to 60 back
"Oh no. don't 60 back! Look how nice
and pretty it is all along the road, and see
the big wood yonder, with all the moss! Let's
get some moss for cushion for Belinda's
chair; don't you want to-?
Belinda was Carries pet doll, whose stock
of household furniture was in somewhat di.
lapidated condition. Still she was proof
against the suggestion.
"I'm afraid" she answered, shaking her
curly head.
"Afraid you baby What's to hurt you
Look at the pretty red berries, Carrie! Oh!
let's get some of them, do! Come; run
quick"
The berries were temptation, and Carrie
advanced, hesitating. Estelle seized her hand
more firmly and pulled her along. On they
trotted, hatless and cloakless, the keen wind
blowing their hair about their faces. Alas for
Carries cold, it was certainly not a panacea
for that. Estelle had pushed the garden-gate
close; nobody could see them-nobody seemed
to be in pursuit. Presently Carrie struck her
foot against stone, and stumbled; the pain,
combined with little fright, made her cry,
and she sat down on the ground, refusing to
60 farther.
"I want maum Dinah, she whimpered pitt
fully. II want mamma! l want to 60
homer
"Oh Carrie, what baby! Do stop cry
ing" said Estelle, impatiently. "Well, stay
here if you like; I'm just going little way
yonder, and I'll come right back. I'll give
you some berries when l get them, if you
don't cry"
She ran off without waiting for an answer.
Carrie sat still, where she had left her, hold
ing in her hand corner of her white cam
brio pinafore, with which she slowly wiped
the tears that we're coursing down her cheeks.
She had got some dirt on her face in falling,
and the dirt, mixing with the tears, made Gu
rious streaks by the corners of her mouth.
This adornment, though it impaired, did not
conceal her beauty, which was striking enough
to claim the notice of man who, just then,
came riding up the lane.
He was rather a queer looking man, Car
rie thought, as she looked up at him; not
dressed bit like her papa, and, indeed, diff
ferent looking from all the gentlemen she had
ever seen. He had on short round jacket,
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