Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1884-10-23

on the table. "It's dark as Egypt, and mud
dier nor dust road arter a shower. Hallo'
"Hallo, father" answered a musical voice;
"got a letter for me?"
"Come down and see."
The letter lay on the table, ana was eager
ly erasped by the young girl, as she came
hurriedly in, trilling song IN sweet So
s'They didn't waste much time writing,
did they ?' she said, as she carefully opened
the letter from the end to avoid breaking
the crested seal at the center. "Crests" ana
seals were not frequent visitors at the Hud-
son farm.
"Read it aloud, Margaret" said her moth
er, coming out of the pantry with Whlte
cup-cloth in her hand. She had New Eng
land look, as well as q New England accent,
and was as thin and angular as the sister,
hood oft fthatexcellent communitya always are.
ttDear Miss Hudson" began Madge; then
she laughed and blushed just little.
@Why don't he call you Madge ?" asked
her father. who was lighting the lantern.
"He might hev said Margaret supple
mented her mother.
@Why should he call me either?" asked
Madge; ''it would not be in the least like
himohe is quite too elegant for such tamll-
iarity. But listen:
uDEAR Miss HUDSoN-Sister desires me to say
that she has found apartments TOR you IN one m OF
Won can be as secluded and independent as you
could desire. OF course your mother VIII ac-
company YOU. Sister asked me to say that a
chaperone will be Indispensable. Please let us
know as soon as YOU reach the city, as we will
endeavor to return in some measure your greaI
kindness. You will find enclosed number OF HAT,
terms. etc., and address Of agent With KIND
ies'io' " 'ON "HoRAcE WYGANT."
"What's that he says about your mother
poin, to the CITY, Madge ?" asked her father,
Sharply. "She amt a-goin' to take singin'
lessons, tew, is she" ,...
"No. father" said Madge sweetly; lit is
to see that do not come to any HARM"
"You! What's the matter with you, I'd
like to know? Amt you old enough to
take keer of yourself for three months while
YOU 90 to that city singin' skule, you're al
lus a-talkin' about?"
ssI don't see but what I'll hev teW go, 81
las.'' said Mrs. Hudson, taking Oft her check
apron and unrolling her sleeves. ut amt
no sort of use. Margaret has been raised in
the fear of the Lord, and knows right from
wrong as we'll as t'other one but 1've hearn
tell that city folks had tongues mile long.
I'd hate to hev her talked about, and thet's
fact" w.,
don't 'spose she'll be talked about eff she does
rite and minds her own bizness ia ike
to hear ennybody try it," =,
"i'll hev to 60, s. fur as L Kin see now
said Mrs. Hudson, with an expression tha5
looked as if she might be going to be burned
at the stake.
"And what'll become of me?" asked the
farmer. wrinkling his nose and looking COM
ically detected; "who's a-goin' to stay hum
and chap, shap-what's the word?-chap-
around me? It's bad enuff hevin' gal that
wants to 90 trampin' off to school after she's
gradshuated once, but eff the old woman
goes too, then the quicker Pm off to some
Schule of my own the better"
"Father," said his daughter, with bright
smile, 81 have an idea"
"Well, hang on to it; you'll need it afore
YOU git through" ," said her father, grimly.
"And-ha ha II know-he! he!-it's a
good one"
er, with preternatural gravity.
But Madge only laughed until she became
hysterical, and in the midst of her mirth
some one raped.
The newcomer heard the words, and his
heart sank into his boots and did not come
up again that evening. He had been "only
Hiram" in that family too long.
"If nv head was shaved, and l looked
like monkey, and wore big seal ring on
nv little finger, and owed the tailor for my
clothes. I'd be Mr.. Armstrong;" he thought,
sayageiy. There was no one of his acquaint-
ance who really answered to that false esti-
mate, but there was person in his minds
eve to serve for his figures Of speech. This
hvperbolic of manhood was Horace Wy
CANT, whose letter lay nestled in Madge
Hudson's pocket.
AS is the custom with bashful young men
who are in love, Hiram talked over all his
affairs with father and mother Hudson, be-
fore he ventured to do more than glance at
Madge. who, supporting dimpled chin on
a yery pretty hand, sat by the table and re-
garded him with stealthy mirthful glances,
as if he were some kind of problem she
was trying to solve.
Mrs. Hudson had been young herself once ;
she knew that young people could not act
themselves with the cold eyes of discreet
wears watching them, and so after little
She said obligingly:,
"Siias, eff you'll light the way deoun cellar
I'll skim yesterday mornin's milk, and put
it in the churn."
Silas followed obediently and Hiram and
Madge were left alone.
"Going to New York;" asked the young
fellow, anXiously,
ayes, going next week." said Madge with
a mirthful smile. :, =,
"It's an awful wicked place." said the
Young man, with groan.
murely. a ouo
never heard of again."
III shall not disappear" replied the girl,
decidedly. II am going there to study, ana
n,hon T come home I will be OrganlSt OF our