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


were assembled at breakfast.
''What? The Day of Judgment, or cy
clone?" demanded Kate, Loye's younger sister
''None of your flppancy, Miss % rebuke
Loye. ''What evil genus has dogged my foot
steps since my earliest teens, lying i'll wait TO
me. and pouncing upon me with mathematics
precision, every year, on the fifteenth OF Au
gust What diabolical spirit, may ask you
holds me in it's clutches, from that date on
ward, making me sneeze, and gasp, ana coug
at it's own sweet will-(not mine, assur
you y until frost releases me from captivity
OF all sad words Of tongue or pen,
The saddest are, Hay fever time again
she continued, with mock despair and rea
vexation. "But," Frightening, and speaking
with sudden resolution
"'Tis we'll for us all that region lies
Where the infusoria never rise,
and I'm going there this summer ~
Mrs. Travis, Kate and Johnny, stared II
amazenlent. Had Loye developed latent luna
cy? Only last evening they had all assembled
in solemn conclave, to discuss ways and mean
to pay the butchers bill, and here was 10y
coolly announcing that she was about to TAX
pleasure trip!
"How ?" inquired Kate.
"'Shell take her knapsack Oh her back,
And travel on the railway track,
sang Johnny, in an irritating falsetto.
.'You know I'd be glad to have you 60 Il
Michigan, or to some of those Northern States
dear, but''-began Mrs. Travis.
s.Yes,'' interrupted Loye, II know the fam
lily exchequer is not filled to overfowlng. Bu
I have plan, and if Kate and Johnny vii
stop garing at me, as if l were two-headec
lady, I'll tell you about it."
She accordingly unfolded her plan, and, at
ter many feeble jokes and much scothng, OF
the part of Kate and Johnny, great perpleNlt:
on the part of Mrs. Travis, and much trl
umphant proving of points at issue on TN
part of Loye, she won her mothers consent u u
what she wished to do, and cheerfully dis
pensed with the approval of jeering Kate and
Johnny
One afternoon, late in August, Donald Iraf
ton stood by the river at a Wisconsin summe
resort skipping stones. AS he was saunterlns
along the wooded banks of the Lac la Belle
it's smooth expanse suggested renewal, at thlr
ty. of one of his boyish sports at ten. Acting
upon the suggestion, he had collected small
mountain of thin, smooth stones, and for the
past ten minutes or more had been laborlouSl.
trying to make them skip properly. But IN
stead of giving the graceful little leaps Wnlct
Trafton had expected them to do as matter
of course, they Intellectually grazed the sur
face of the river and then plunged at once be
meath. They made pretty show OF sparKle
and dancing rings on the water, it is true, bu
they were not by any means fulfilling the dut.
of skipping stones. Donald paused and rue
. fully admitted that his success was not bril-
liant So evidently thought an unseenspecta
tor. for, to Trafton's stupefaction, ther
swooped upon him an apparition in an lVor,
flannel dress, with a dark green sailor hat atll
on bronze confusion of curl and wave, and
pair of
''Eyes of deep, soft, lucent hue,
Ewes too expressive to be blue,
Too lovely to be gray,
met his with the direct gaze of child, Will
a sweet voice pleaded:
ooh, please let me show you -
As Trafton turned, a slight reddenlng
which would have been an undenlable oluSn II
a fairer man, overspread his face, and he me
the gaze of the pretty stranger with look o
recognition and pleasure which was Instant
suppressed. She did not notice this look
however, for her fingers were tinging for tn
skipping stones as an artists may tingle TO
pencil and brush when he sees them used b.
unskillful hands. Trafton making no reply t
her request, she again pleaded
''Oh, do let me show you ~
He Welded his place at once to the incognit
in iyory-and- green, and, after ruthlessly de
molishing Trafton's carefully-built mountain
she cleaned from the scattered stones feI
that met with her approval, and proceeded t
''show" him. How pretty she looked as sh
stood poised on the bank, taking carefu
aim With her fringe of hair blown by tn
winds into countless curly tendrils, her lashe
resting heavily on her cheeks like black satl
on peach blossoms, and resolute little dImpe
deepening at the corners of her mouth, Iraf
ton thought he had never seen anything NOR
satisfactory to look upon.
In another instant the stone was thrown
A deft turn of the wrist sent it spihning owe
the river, touching its surface and bounding
onward four separate times. Incognlta breath
ed quick, satisfied sigh at the successful &C
complishment of her feat, and said, eXcltedly
.There Johnny himself couldn't have don
better ! Then she suddenly seemed to awakel
to the enormity of her conduct in thus thrust
ing herself into the society OF au unknow
gentleman, taking forcible possession of hi
retreat, and insisting upon teaching him t
skip stones, will he, mill he. Sudden scarle
eclipsed cheek peach blossoms, and she bega
to stammer apologies.
"What will you think of me ?" she begaI
"Indeed am not bold and improper, althoug
I know that must have seemed SO this after
noon. You may ask any one at Fort Rayno
if ann And then, recollecting that sll
was speaking to some one who had proba0l
never seen Fort Raynor, she added, hastil!
Cor will give you the address of my ministe
and my Bible class teacher, and you may writ
and ask them"
Trafton looked at her with smiling dar
ewes as she stood, in wild anxiety, to clear he
self from all suspicion of being an lmprope
person. Then, as she concluded, he said, II
aSsuringly
ssThere is no necessity for writing. l al
fully convinced that you are the very pink an
pinnacle of propriety. Why, any young lad
who had a spark of the missionory spirit in ht
composition would feel it an imperative dut
to hasten to the instruction of benighte
heather, who was struggling, unaided an
alone, to make some progress in the noble Al
of skipping stones"
''You really were doing very badly, sal
the pretty missionary, candidly.
sStill. if you really insist upon it, contil
ued Trafton, looking at her quizzically, 'whe
| return to Fort Raynor will question yo,
pastor and teacher with regard to you, Mi
Travis!'
The tables of surprise were completely turl
ed upon Loye. She repeated, blankly, 'Fo
Raynor! Miss Travisn' then recovering he
self slightly, said: II know that 1t is n'
polite to stare at you so, and repeat yo'
words AS if | was parrot; but you ha'
completely petriied me. Please turn me
flesh and blood as quickly as possible,
planning what you mean by exploding the
names upon me like two Fourth of Ju
fire crackers"
every we'll, Miss Galatea. 1 live at Fo
Raynor. am Donald Trafton, of the fir