Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1884-07-31

naodtste. "She is dazzled by moneyw
"And after all her carrying on with An.
drew North" added Mrs. Gadabout, ele-
waiting her fine Roman nose in the air.
Fanny Cleveland herself, as is frequently
the case, was entirely ignorant of the tide OF
She pursued the even tenor Of her way, all
undisturbed by covert glances and furtive
looks, and all that surprised her was the unu-
sual absence from her side of Andrew North,
the stalwart young farmer whom she had
learned to regard with a tenderer feeling
than that of mere Indifference.
"It is very strange" said Fanny to her
self. "But daresay he is especially busy
during haying time. All farmers are. And
how handsome he looked when I passed
that Home Meadow last week, stacking up
the hay, with that picturesque road-brim-
med hat and the scarlet ribbon knotted at
sketch for an italian Brigand I'-
Mrs. Cleveland herself was of the fair
Saxon type of beauty-rose-cheeke and
sunny-haired, with melting blue eyes and
aroguish dimple in her chin-and as she
walked down toward the railway station
with trim little travelling bag on her arm,
and her pretty figure well-nigh concealed
by a gray "ulster," she seemed scarcely a
day over eighteen, although in very truth
she was three-and-twenty.
And, as Fate would have it, the very first
person she met at the station was Andrew
North himself. He bowed constrainedly-
she held out her gloved hand.
"Oh, Andrew" she cried, 81 am SO glad
to see you! Are you going to New York ?"
eyes," he said. "They have not sent my
new reaper. I am compelled to go and
see what the trouble is"
II am going to the city also," said Fanny,
lifting her blue eyes to his face.
Andrew bit his lip-a frigid sparkle came
into his eyes.
eyes," he said, coldly, II have heard
something of it. Pray, allow me to con-
gratulate YOU"
'Upon What? ?" said Fanny innocently.
"Upon your approaching marriage, to be
sure,n said Mr.. North, with a spasmodic
sort of smile.
"But Pm not going to be married." said
Fanny. "At least, not that I know of.
What makes you look so strange, Andrew? !?
What is the meaning of this?"
And then Andrew North told her the
whole story from beginning to end.
"Ahw said Fannie, whose color had
varied from white to pink, as he spoke, $50
that is the mystery? Yes, it is all true.
The Bridal Robe is finished. I am going
to New York to see it. But it isn't dress,
at all-it is picture which my dear brother
has just completed. 1t is to go into the
Autumn Exhibition-and Jerome wants me
to criticise it little before it is framed.
And to think my friends could possibly be-
lieve that-that-"
Fanny Cleveland turned away, her blue
eyes brimming over with tears. The whis-
tie of the approaching train sounded-the
few other passengers hurried on the plat
form-the ticket agent closed his window
with reverberating slam. Andrew and
Fanny were alone-and in one second he
had her clasped in his arms.
"But you will be married? To me Fan
ny! For 1 love you, darling, better than
all the worldu'
Mrs. North was very much amazed when
Andrew came back with the old light in
his eyes, the old smile upon his lips.
"Had good luck about the reaping ma
chine?" said she.
sI've had good luck about everything,
"Ive been with Fanny Cleveland to look at
the Bridal Robe!' And it's the prettiest
thing ever beheld."
"Whatu cried Mrs. North.
GA picture painted by her brother" ex-
planned Andrew. "It represents young
girl-the face study from Fanny'S own
trying on her wedding dress. And that was
the meaning of your telegraphic dispatch,
mother, dear"
"Well, declare" said Mrs. North, rub
bing away at her spectacle glasses, as if she
would rub through them.
"And we must fit up the old house as
soon as we can," added Andrew, 'for am
going to bring Fanny here in October, as
my wife! And mother take my advice
other peoples kilograms alone, after this"
II don't know but what it would be the
best plan," said Mrs. North little sheep
ishly.-tMuley Bro,one.