Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1885-06-11

"Oh, he THINKS IL all nOnSenSe-aOOuC tne
gold, and the second-sight, and all. And as
for newly, sometimes | can't but agree
with him. And then, again, there's feel
ing that there may be sOmethin' in it, after
ali-and that it may be given to some folks
to see what's going to happen in the future.
Just as we know there were prophets of
old, to say nothing o. the Witch of Endor."
Just at this moment they heard Mr..
Davis buggy roll away, and Robert came
around the corner of the house.
He looked little excited but that might
be from finding Lefty there. He walked
home with her across the fields to the next
farm. When he returned he said, quite
abruptly:
"Ntother, Mr.. Davis wants to buy the
farm. He's offered more for it than I ever
dreamed it would bring. He seems quite
anxious to get it; and when told him that
you objected to part with it, he actually Of
| fered to let US off with the balance of the
mortgage, provided the business is settled
at once"
"Why, Robert, what can he mean?"
81 don't know. There's something in it
I don't understand but, if you've no OBJ
lection, I'll 20 over to c. tomorrow and
see Lawyer Pannell about it,"
Robert had expected to be only one day
from home; but he stayed three. And,
meantime, the one hired boy, going to
bring the cows from the meadow, reported
that there were q number of men passing
through the farm, looking about, examining
the ground, and acting in very strange and
unaccountable manner.
"Good gracious!" thought Mrs. Langley.
'They surely can't be suspicioning the gold
streak ?"
She was very anxious for her sons re-
turn. When he did come she noticed the
bright glance, and the brisk manner in
which he dismounted from his horse and
came straight toward her, as she stood at
the steps to welcome him.
"Well, Rob, see you've got good news"
"The best of news, MOTHER" he answered,
cheerfully.
The tears came into her eyes.
81 shall hate to give up the old home,
after ALL"
"You need not give it up. mother. We
won't sell the farm. Mr.. Davis was sharp"
he added, contemptuously, "but fortunately
we escaped the trap he baited so nicely"
"Why, what is it all about, Robert?"
"Why, only this, mother: They are
going to run new railroad through our
farm"
"What! exclaimed the old lady, in dis
may. "Cut our farm in two with railroad
and spile it completely? So that's what's
those men were after when they came tres
passing on our place yesterday! But I'll
see whether they'll ever venture to do it
again! Surely, Robert you'll not submit
to see the farm ruined and"
"Hush, hush mother! ~ he said. "Calm
youself, and let me explain"
And when he made it all clear to her how
the passing of the new railroad through
their farm would make them comparative
ly rich-and how there would probably be a
station established in their neighbood, and
even perhaps on their very land, which
would ten-fOld increase it's value-and how
in that case he might establish store there,
and after awhile a postoffice, already need
ed, with various other prospective advan-
tages--his mother could scarcely realize the
idea of such good fortune.
But her first words showed how much
she had the happiness of her son at her
motherly heart, when she said with mois-
tening eyes:
"YOu and Lefty can marry now, Robert!"
Some few months after this time, Mr..
Robert Langley stood with his mother on
one side, and his wife leaning on his arm
on the meadow-slope, watching from dis
tance the busy laborers throwing up clay
embankment, where the new railroad was
to be laid.
The sun was slowly sinking to the hori-
zon, and his almost level rays shone redly
on the yellow clay, freshly turned up and
cleaning in long, bright line against the
green fields beyond.
"Dear me y" said Mrs. Langly, 81 never
knew there was so much clay on the land
for all fathers talk about a clay substratum
over there, and his plowing in clover and
mari. How red and yellow it looks and
how that long line of wet clay shines in the
sunlight, like streak Of gold."
At this, Lefty turned with bright eyes,
full of sudden surprise.
"a streak of gold? Oh, Robert, how
strangew Can this be the streak of gold
luck that your fathers Uncle Alick fore
told ?"
Mrs. Langley sank on the grassy bank,
quite "shaken," as she declared, with this
realization ofthe fulfllment of the prophecy:
MAYBE" she said, presently, "he did
rally see it by the gift o'second-sight; or
maybe, being a clever, far-sighted man, he
might have got an idear that a railroad
would have to run from G. to l. some
time, and pass right through the farm, or
maybe, he might have heard somebody say
as much, when he was speculatin' round the
country. I'd like to know which it was"
And to this day she has not made up
her mind on that point.