Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1882-11-23

I have seen you in church, and learned your
name, although have never CHANGED to meet
you anywhere until to day."
eve have only lived in Fort Raynor fol
two months" explained Loye, land we have
been busy settling, and mothers health Il
DOOR, so that I've been almost nowhere as yet
except to church and the confectioner's, she
added. with whimsical reflectiveness "Some
times, when feel as if wereabsolutely rolling
in gold-tll..v is, have dime to spare-l treat
myself to some chocolates. Now, If you had
only chosen to sell candy instead of stoves
and nails, this double surprise might nave
been avoided. But you would have learned
what temper have if you had sold me stale
chocolate
ssNever would 1 have been guilty of sncl
baseness !" returned Trafton fervently. "Bu!
have dissolved the stony spell which bound
you?" o a;,,;,,o hor
self playful little shake. "But l am turned
to flesh only to fly, for it's qurter past FIVE, y
she announced, glancing at her watch and
returning it to her girdle of dark-green velvet.
Then. before TraftOn could carry out his in
tention of looking at his time-piece, and de.
claring that hers was absurdly fast, she had
hidden him good afternoon and sped away:
He hurried after her to express wish that
they might meet often. She never paused,
but merely tossed over her shoulder cool,
1T isn't likely, for am so busy"
ssWhat can she he so busy about Tratton
pondered, struggling his shoulders III annoy
ance "For what fancy work for fancy ldle,
ness) she has thrown me over, l wonder
Probably like the rest of womankind, she has
fallen under the baleful influence of sunlow.
ers and cat-tails. But she is carrying her
deyotions to extremes, if even for their tes'
thetic sake, she, eschews the society OF her
kind"
Trafton. felt amazed as we'll rs nettled,
by Loves cavalier dismissal of his request.
He was by no means vain; still he could not
but be conscious that he had well-knit atfl-
letic figure and a remarkably handsome face
he knew there were few young ladies who
would not prefer his society to secluslon,
even when frightened by the yellow charms
of the most gorgeous suntoWer that ever !lt
Kansas prairie Or bloomed upon cnalr-
back. He reflected, however, that Miss IraV-
is apparent check upon his advances might
be only a coquettish thorn, intended to sting
and stimulate him into seeking the rose, her
self. And then he fell to wondering II ne
would see her at the lawn social that evening.
He had told her that he had seen her some
times at church, but he had not informed her
that, after his first sight of her there, ne had
attended the services regularly for the sole pur-
pose of looking at her.
He had strolled into the Episcopal church,
at Fort Raynor, and his attention had been
attracted by very pretty girl who looked, as
she listened to the sermon, like child listening
to an absorbing fairy story. Her eyes We're
wide and attentive, her head thrown little
back and her lips slightly parted. Loye never
posed for effect, but she had way OF DONG
heartily whatever she did, which habit lnclu-
ded even listening to a rather poor sermon.
Trafton came again and again, making the
lovely face, with its fascinating combination
of earnestness and piquancy, his prayer-boOk,
sermon and song He had never been able to
obtain an introduction to its owner, Tor the
reason which she herself had given that after
noon Then the time for his annual hay-fever
coming around, he had run away from it to
it's northern retreat, trusting to find Miss
Travis in her usual place on his return.
| She was not at the lawn social, nor did ne
meet any one who knew her, so he was forced
to fall back upon the hope of another chance
encounter.
It came three days later. He found her
seated on a camp-stool trying to sketch bit
of river scenery. He was as familiar with
paint brush and pencil as she was with skip
ping stones. and under his instructions and
finishing touches, the sketch was much more
satisfactory than it would have been other
wise.
"My self-respect is at last restored" said
Trafton. ''We have mutually instructed and
surprised each other, and may as well cry
quits"
sPerhaps," said Loye, with a look which
suggested the possibility OF her having turther
surprises in store. Then she gathered up her
materials preparatory to another flight:
"Are YOU Cinderella running off to your
pots and pans % laughingly inquired Tafton,
as he noted the quick look at her watch, with
which she prefaced her withdrawal.
''Perhaps,' - tersely replied this mysterious
young woman. 81 am-stopping Mrs.
Blanding's," she added, with an odd little
dimpling smile, as Trafton begged her to tell
him where she boarded then walked away
with 4 swift, elastic tread.
The next morning found Trafton installed
as guest at Mrs. Blanding's. In the margin
of time which bordered the dinner hour, some
of his fellow-boarders assembled in the wide
hall or on the shaded porch. He scanned the
little knot for Loye, but she was not visible.
Eminent among the ladies were classical
girl. two scientific girls and flirting girl.
The classical girl had woven several Homerlc
threads into the webof desultOry conversation;
the scientific girls had set up Darwin and Her
bert Spencer in opposition to Homer; the
flirting girl had angled for and obtained sew
eral neat little compliments, yet Loye did not
appear. They were at the dinner table; every
chair was occupied: Trafton's eyes wandered
eagerly in search of Loye, still she was unac-
countably absent. He turned suddenly, as
sweet, unusual voice, behind his chair, IN
uuired his choice of soups, and his eyes rested
upon the face for which he had been search
ing.
This creature of surprise wore blue ging--
ham, with white apron and white collar and
cuffs. Her wayward hair was flletedand coil
ed into subjection, and if any merrment lay
in ambush under the dark lashes it revealed
itself only by the merest twinkle. Beside this
severely grave young person MiltOn's ideal Wo'
man, as exemplified in Eve waiting on her ce'
lestial visitors, would have appeared a giddy
thing.
In his amazement he had not answered he1
question, and she repeated it, He stammered
something in reply, and she fitted away
Awaiting her return, he glanced at the other
occupants of the table to see what they thought
of having Miss Travis for waitress. Appa
rently, they thought nothing of it, for theil
faces showed no marks of surprise, and they
continued slipping soup so placidly that Traf
ton soilouuized somewhat Savagely: eff al
angel should drop down in a casual way, fold
it's wings carefully so as to keep the feathers
out of the butter, put a large apron over It's
robe of white samite, mystic, wonderful.
and begin to wait on the table, they would
take it as matter of course
Love soon returned with the soup, and plac
ING it before TraftOn, said, in a solemn, meas
ured whisper, "Are-we-quits ," then hel
lips suddenly curved, and a avoiceess laugh ral
over her face, seeting free Il host of dimple: