Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1886-07-21

Without another word he left the room.
She leaned against the wall near the Win
dow, and her heavy eyelashes dropped over
the sorrowful beauty Of her eyes. So stand
ing, and with her graceful profile taking
delicate transparency from the light shining
through the window, and the soft fulness Of
her perfect form ripely figured on the white
ground of paper that supported her, never
more lovely had she looked; and the shim-
mer of her yellow hair was the trembling Of
evening sunshine on the water.
Deep grief is always quiescent, and the
deepest grief was shrined i'll this gentle
woman. That she was not guiltless only
made her sorrow the more moving. She had
erred in deceiving father and mother, in
privily, without homes blessing, undertaking
the sacred obligation of marriage. Yet how
hardly was she dealt with! how cruel the in
terpretation of deed Of faithful love! And
why had Cuthbert left her! How bitterly
hard that any act of his should be beyond
the skill of her heart to construe! Yet her
glorious fidelity could not hold him faith
less
In this wise thinking, with an impulsive
movement she drew forth her purse and
slipped her wedding ring on, kissed it wildly,
and, with quick toss of her hands, fell with
face upon the bed, weeping bitterly.
This posture was she in when her mother
entered the room. The poor woman ran to
her quickly.
"You have come back, my darling? Where
hast thou been all this long time' Jenny, do
not cry Sony heart will break if YOU grieve
in this way Has father been saying unknd
things to thee, my pretty! Come, come, it is
laot all hopeless yet Truly [ believe that
MIR. Shaw is thy husband; and te sure, be
sure he will return, for no man with his
beauty is heartless, and he would not have
married thee, Jenny, to leave thee in this
wayp
She raised the girl from the bed and led
her to chair, and, kneeling by her, pillowed
her head in her bosom.
"Oh, mother, is it not too cruel that l
should lose my husband and be doubted by
father! Tomorrow he means to take ME to
London to show him the church; for he will
not believe ME without dragging me weary
Journey. And God knows what l shall do
when we reach London, for do not remem-
ber the name of the church, nor the street
where it stands, and have told him was
too scared to take notice. And would not a
young girl like ME be frightened mother, in
that great place, and acting wrongly, al
though was with my darling"
"To-morrow does he take you to Londonl
Oh, what n strange, hard man! Why, all
day you will be travelling; and cannot he
see that you have no strength" cried Mrs
Strangfied, rising from her knees; and, with
q hot, indignant look, she swept out Of the
room, and went to her husband, whom she
found in the act of quitting the house.
"Michael, must speak to thee. What are
you going to do with Jennyl If you break
her heart you will kill us both, and that IN
deed you are doing" she cried, shrilly.
With his hand on the latch of the house
door he stared at her with contemptuous
sternness, then with stride made for the
parlor, and closed the door upon them both.
"Jane, subduc your voice, and speak to me
respectfully You are the girls mother, ana
will listen to you; but am her father, and