Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1882-11-30

their first meeting, he bitterly reproached him
! self as the cause of the deep sadness he could
not fail to see in May Percival's beautiful
| face, while his heart beat fast, his breath
came quick as he thought of what he had often
read in Lucy Evans sparkling eyes, certainly
no unavowed lover had right to hope tor
more.
sOh. Lucy, Lucy!'' trembled on his lips,
and-Lucy's father stood before him.
"a pretty warm day for New England,
George he remarked, wiping the bald spot on
his head with fiery red handkerchief. LAS
I've been telling your Aunt Jane, it seems
more suffocating-like than anything I've gone
through in years"
"Aunt Jane ?" repeated the young man,
ahstractedly.
sYes. BY the way George, I've got some
thing particular to say to-day. Perhaps yc we
noticed your aunt and have had some pref
ty long talks lately. Well, she told me 1 must
break the news to you. You see, my boy,
it was about thirty years ago, on just as
suffocating a day as this, that your Aunt
Jane told me .''No" when I asked her to be
my wife,, .o,ou
knew the poor old lady had lover.
"Well, she ain't 80 very poor, nor so very
old either She never was any richer, that
know of, but she was considerably younger
thirty years ago-so was l, for that matter
and she had more than one lover.' Here the
literal widower sighed. "But guess she
gave 'em all about the same answer she gave
me. and they all did as did-got married and
settled down. But somehow | never exactly
forgot her so when Lucy came to me- couple
months ago) all bushes like, and half crying
and asked if I wouldn't just as soon she'd
marry young Inslee (he's doctor out there),
it came to me all of sudden just what I'd 40.
The Lord helped me make my money, ana
Lucy's mother had helped me save it, SO l
lust made over a good half of it to Lucy,
and-But, man, what's the matter? You
are AS pale as a ghost! L hope you don't
object. 1 am afraid Jane would say No
again if you do.''
SNo, no, Mr.. Evans, It's all rlght-only
this heat is"
"Kind of suffocating like, amt it ? 1t
served me just so once, about thirty years
ago."
The case had gone against him and George
Burton was little accustomed to defeat ; but
he rallied his forces heroically, extended his
hand to Mr.. Evans in congratulation, then
said 81 must 60 and speak to aunt" which
he did, and she, seeing his agitation and at
tributing it to her anticipated marriage, was
beginning to say she would not leave him,
when he interrupted her with:
"My dear auntie, you shall he married next
month, and will give the bride away. have
some business now to attend to. Don't Sit up
for me if | am out late"
He was out late, but Aunt Jane was wait
ing for him so also was Mr.. Evans,
"Why, man alive, you look as though you
had had pretty hard case to-day!' exclaimed
his future uncle.
''Poor boy! you do look tired; but some
way YOU look as though you had WOn," from
Aunt Jane.
eyes, it was hard but think I've won.
am very tired Goodnight
Now, Mr.. Burton, am going to call you
George after papa marries your aunt we
will be related some way then, won't we ?"
and the soft dark eyes were raised shyly to his
face.
He thought of DR.. Inslee, and replied &C
cordingy.
''By all means Miss Lucy accept me for a
relative if l am sufficiently dependable. BY
the way does DR.. Inslee come under that
head -
She started, flushed deeply, then, with a
visible effort, replied:
''Dr. Inslee is, of course, all that man
should be-
, Lucy Evans was in anything but a tilial mood
when next she met her sire.
Papa, thought told you not to speak of
my engagement to amy one east. 20
''Why, pet, really didn't know had, ex-
cept, of course, TOTO the Burtons."
And when, pray, did you tell the Bur-
tons.'"
well, now, Lucy, just don't remember
telling them at all, but probably did when
we first came down."
$50 he has known it all along" groaned the
thoroughly dscomftted young lady that night,
while tears of modification slightly dampen-
ed the pillow upon which reposed her inno-
cent head.
'Why did you never tell me, George, that
that-you cared first for Mrs. Inslee ?" asked
Mrs Burton, two years later.
: my darling May it Was rery slight at
tack"
'Yes; but sometimes you know slight at
tacks prevent a person from taking the mala-
dy again, and think sometimes"
''Do you? it is very wicked of you, ifyou do. y
And she, looking in his eyes, knows to
certainty that from his second attack there
will be no recovery.