Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1878-12-19

81 heard you rightly" she said. "Yor
told me Evan Locke and his mother were
making ready for voyage" -. 80.
They're going to Canada. My son,
carpenter-and good one, though l say it
made the doctor box for his things. The
old lady breads the country, but she goes fol
the doctors sake. There's money to be made
there, they say, That's what takes him"
81 told you so," said grandmother.
81 don't believe it," said l.
"They've sold the house and gone to LiV
erpool to take ship, and you may find the
truth for yourself, if you choose to take the
trouble" said Dame Coombs. "I'm no chat
terbox to tell falsehoods about my neighbors.
And she went away in wrath.
And still would not believe it till had
walked across the moor and had seen the
shutters fast closed and the door barred, and
not q sign of life about the place. Then !
gave up hope I went home all pale and
trembling and sat down at grandmamma's
knee. ;.. .'... ... '.i-a
"It's true," said /. ..."..
s t.And for the sake of 80 false lad you'll
see your grandfather ruined, and break bis
heart, and leave me. that have nursed you
from babe, a widow" IS"
II looked at her as she sobbed, and | found
strength to say:
"Give me to whom you will, then, since
my own love does not want me-"
And then crept up stairs and sat down
upon my bedside, weak as though | had
tainted. l would have thanked heaven for
forgetfulness just then, but it would not come.
The next day Squire Turner was in the
parlor as my accepted lover. How pleased
he was, and how the color came back into
grandfather's old face! And grannie grew
so proud and kind and all the house was
aglow, and only sad. But l couldn't for
get Evan-Evan whom loved so-sailing
away from me without word.
Isuppose they all saw I looked sad. The
Squire talked of my health, and would
make me ride with him over the moors for
strength. .... -... .s,..
The old folks said nothing. They knew
what allied me; only our little Scotch maid
seemed to think there was aught wrong.
Once she said to me:
".What ails ye, miss +? Your eye is dull
and your cheek is pale, and your Draw grand
lover Gamma make yesmile, ye are ma that i'll
either"
"No; I'm we'll enoagh," said l.
S4 looked at me vistfully.
- "Gid ye'd tell me your all, might tell
you cure," she said .-a
But there was no care for me in this world,
and ! couldn't open ny heart to simple Jen-
ME. So the days rolled by, and [ was close
on my marriage eve, and grannie and Do
rothy Plume were busy with my wedding
robes. I wished it were my shroud they were
working at, instead.
And one night thepain in my heart grew
too great, and weutout among the purple
heather on the moor, and there knelt down
under the stars and prayed to be taken from
the world; ''for hov can 1 live without
Evan ?" l said
I spoke the words aloud, and then started
up in alright, for there at my side was an
el6sh little figure, AMI heard cry that at
first scarce thought earthly. Yet it was
but Scotch Jennie, who had followed me.
"Why do ye call for your true love now ?"
she said; '.ye sent Jim fra ye sake o the
How dare you folliw and watch me?"
But she caught my sleeve.
"Dnna be vexed," The said. "Just bide a
wee, and answer whatI speer. It's for love
of you, for I seen y, waste like the snaw
wreath in the sun sim Squire wooed ye.
Was it your will the lad that loved the ground
ye trod on should have his ring again ?"
"What do you mea?' said.
"Ill speak gin lee my place" said Jen-
ME. II rode with ths mistress to young DR..
Locks place past The moor, and there she
lighted and gave hin ring, and what she
said I know not, butt turned him the tint
o death, and said be There's ma a drop O.
true bluid in wman gin she is false
And he turned to tn, wall and covered his
eyes, an your grarnie rode home. There,
tits all kin-wull i do?"
"Ay, Jennie" saio I /; "heaven bless you !"
And had I wings on my feet l could not
have come to the cottage door sooner.
| stood before mygrandmother, trembling
and white, and l SD: "Oh, don't tell me,
grannie, you have cleated me and robbed me
of my true love by lie. Did you steal the
troth ring from my eck and give it back to
Evan, as if from m,H You I've loved and
honored my life lng-Pd rather die than
think it."
She turned scarle.
"True lover" sad she; you've but one
love now-'Squire turner.
"You have donei?" cried "it's written
on your face"
And she looked town at that and fell to
weeping.
"My own true love was breaking his
heart" she said. my husband aud 1 had
loved for fifty year. did it to save him.
Could 1 let a gir's fancy, worth nothing,
stand in my way, sad See him beggar in his
old age? Oh, girl grill?
And then I fel down at her feet like a
stone. I knew nohing for an hour or more
but then, when vas better, and they left
rne with Jennie, bade her fetch my hood
and cloak and hel own, away went across
the moor in the strlght to where the hall
windows were abhze with light, and asked
the housekeeper t let me see the Squire.
She stared at M for my boldness-no won
der-but called I'm. So in moment he
stood before me ir{his evening dress, with his
cheeks flushed an his eyes bright, and led
me into little rom and seated me-
"Agatha, my I'VE, I hope no mischance
brings you here, 'he began.
But I stopped ilm.
"Not your los, Squire Turner" said.
II thank you for!hinking so we'll of me, but
even after all tht had passed, l."
could say ntmore. He took my hand.
"Have offende you, Agatha?" he said.
"Not you. Tie offense-the guilt-oh, |
have been sorel cheated! and all could