Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1877-04-05


"At all events" said Evelyn, eff we can be
help or comfort to you in any manner, as
regards this or anything else, be sure and let
us know, and you may rely on our doing all
that we can."
II know that, Evelyn, full we'll, and am
sure I appreciate your kindness" 1ejoined her
friend warmly pressing her hand. "Don't
worry yourself thinking about me, after you
go away. dare say it will all come to moth
ing. It's comfort to have seen you at any
rate"
Evelyn laughed again to herself, as she
mounted her pony and rode away. "Poor
Miss Annie she's only got into one Of
her morbid moods" she soliloquized. "lts
absurd to suppose that she can have any such
momentous responsibility hanging over her
as she fancies-and the fact of her not telling
her father, to whom she goes for advice in
everything, proves that it must be half i'm
aginary, if not entirely so, or she would not
venture to keep it secret from him. She lives
so much in the ideal, she's always building up
little private romances of which she is the
heroine. And yet she has plenty Of good
sense, which never fails her when occasion
requires it. Come, Fibert, it's getting late,
sir! you must bestir yourself, or we shall new
er get home before dusk, and then papa will
be in fidget." And then the spirited chest
nut, christened by her in an affectionate re-
membrance of her fathers riding-horse at
Lyndhurst Towers, seeming to understand
her words, threw back his head with little
whinny of assent, and then set of at can
ter, needing not the touch of the light riding
whip which his mistress carried, but seldom
used.
1t was charming afternoon. The air
blew freshly from the hills, the road was
smooth and level, and Evelyn, who, truth to
tell, speedily dismissed the remembrance of
Miss Lennox's half condolences from her
mind, had never been in a more thorough
mood for enjoying her ride. But as fate
would have it, her enjoyment of it was to be
speedily marred by an unlooked-for and most
untoward accident. Just as she was fairly
out of sight of Los Pinos, and, therefore, be-
yond the range of help, a loose stone, lying
in the road, and, by some means, escaping
Filbert's notice, proved an efectual stumbling
block to their farther progress. The pony
tripped, fell and rolled over in the sand, pre-
cipitating his rider to some little distance, and
twisting her ankle in the fall. Though h 9th
erwise unhurt, she found it impossible to rise,
except to sitting posture, for the injured
foot refused to assist in bearing her weight.
"Well, this is delightful predicament to
be in," she exclaimed, addressing the pony,
who had risen to his feet, and having come to
her side, was bending down his head to sur
vey her, with an inquiring and penitent ex'
preston. "You horrid, careless, stupid Fill
BERT what could you have been thinking Of?
Have you no eyes in your head, or have you
lost the use of them, that you couldn't see
rock the size of that' Now suppose I'm to
sit here on the ground all night, or at any rate
until somebody chooses to come and look for
me. declare could cry, if it we're not that
the whole aspect of the thing, to a looker-on,
must be so ridiculous only there happens to
be no looker.on. I wish to goodness there
was wouldn't care much who saw me, as
long as they could help me to get home"
As if in answer to the wish, footstep was
at that instant heard approaching. The BUSH
es at the side of the road parted, and young
man, in travellers costume, stepped upon the
scene. He started as he perceived Evelyn
upon the ground, hesitated for one moment,
then hurried forward to her assistance
"You have met with an accident, l fear"
he said aceosting her in a sngularly sweet
and musically-toned voice. Can be Of any
service to your
"Thank you," replied Evelyn, whose cheeks
we're now dyed with scarlet, the awkwardness
of her position filling her with embarrassment,
while at the same time sense of its ludicrous.
ness strongly impelled her to laugh. If you
would be kind enough to help me mount my
horse, I could get home very we'll; but [ am
not able to stand alone"
care you sure you are able to ride + asked
the newcomer, as he very gently and eau
tiously proceeded to lend her the desired aid.
"Oh yes, think-I am sure 1 can-not
that way, please; the other side' Oh oh, my
ankle!"
A sharp involuntary cry escaped from her,
as the effort to rise caused her severe twinge;
the color forsook her face, even to her lips,
and for an instant she turned quite sick with
pain.
Indeed, I fear you are very seriously
hurt" said the stranger, with much solicitude.
at will be impossible for you to ride, l am
afraid. Would it not be better for you to re-
main here, while I take your horse and 60 to
fetch some better means of conveyance for
you? Do you live far from herei"
"Not very far-about mile and half.
But oh how can stay here and wait alone"
murmured Evelyn, with a glance of dismay
at the surrounding landscape, which was fast
becoming enshrouded in the mists Of twilight.
1T would be very disagreeable, know
but then what else can be done? If your
horse is anything Of runner, could get to
YOUR place in few minutes" was the answer,
in tone of half doubtful persuasion.
Evelyn looked wistfully at her saddle.
eff l we're once on Fiberts back, 1 know
l could ride we'll enough. It's only the diff
Guilty of mounting" she said. "You see it is
not my stirrup-foot that's hurt"
"Are you sure you could ride9" rejoned
her companion. "Would not the exertion be