Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1886-09-22

She looked at me earnestly, and as she did
so saw with delight that the color was
slowly coming back to her cheeks. I saw,
too, that her eyes were of dark brown that
matched well with the shade Of her hair,
while her voice was regaining something Of
the depth and mellow sweetness which had
attracted me when she first spoke.
I tried to treat the whole affair as joke;
and, in part, I think I succeeded As the
girl recovered from the sudden fright and
shock Of the encounter, she regained the
composure Of manner which had distin-
puished her when she entered the carriage,
and by and by she smiled and gave me fresh
subject for wonder and admiration as con-
trasted the deep color of her lips with the
nearly whiteness of her teeth.
But l confess that was somewhat piqued
when found that although Enthusiastically
grateful to me for the assistance had
rendered her, she showed no disposition to
take me into her confidence. Amid her re-
peated inquiries as to whether still felt the
smart Of the cut on my lip, and her renewed
expressions of gratitude, she gave me no
hint as to her reason for desiring to avoid
the companionship Of the man with whom I
had, on her account, been brought into such
unpleasant personal relations, nor did she
make her own identity in any way known
to me.
Yet if this reserve made me feel rather in
dienant, that feeling was lost in the sense Of
Measure with which sat beside her Never
before, thought, hnd met with a woman
so beautiful And as we changed the con-
yersation, both manifestly trying to get rid
of the memory Of the scene at the railway
station, and talked on other and more
pleasant topics, quickly came to the con-
clusion that she was as sympathetic as she
was lovely. 1t is not long journey. as my
readers probably know, from York to Scar
borough. In less than an hour and half
we had reached our destination But long
before we came in sight Of divers Mount I
felt toward this beautiful young girl, with
the splendid figure. the lovely eyes, the rich
complexion, and the smile that was frank
ness itself, as had never felt toward any
woman before in my lonely and uneventful
life.
aAh! so we have reached d/Scarborough
she said. "How quickly the journey has
passed! Do you know the placea 1t is my
first visit to it Perhap,"-and she blushed
as she spoke-"we may see each other again
some day; but do not know" Her voice. l
thought. grew sad as she uttered these last
words, and delicate veil Of reserve seemed
to pass over the beautiful face into which I
was gaz ng now with an admiration and in
terest which made no attempt to conceal
II hope So" said eagerly. II shall be
staying at the Grand hotel, and everybody
here must constantly meet upon the parade
at the saloon"
hoped that she would mention her name,
or at least tell me to what hotel she was
going Nay, for an instant a wild idea
crossed my mind that she might ask me for
nv own name, for the circumstances under
which we had become acquainted. with each
other were certainly unconventional, aud, in
nv youthful inexperience, l fancied that
they almost justified such departure from
common usage.
But it was clear that this was not her in.
tention. She made no direct response 10 my
words But she gave me her hand, and while
she again thanked me with her voice, she
thanked me still more warmly with her ewes.
which met my own for single instant In d
glance that thrilled my very heart
Then, attended by the demure maid, by
whom no word had been uttered during the
whole journey, she left the carriage, and
was almost directly lost to my view upon
the crowded platform
At the table d'hote that evening I fear
paid little attention to the prosings of the
old gentleman by my side, who insisted upon
taking me into his confidence as to the pros
poets of the trade of Bradford and the state
of politics in the West Riding. am afraid
indeed, that despite all the information
which he gave me in the rough, honest tones
which found to be one of the characters
tics Of most of the people around me,
should stand a poor chance of gaining 6
competitive examination on the subject o
the Bradford trade Whether its specially
is woolen or worsted, broadcloth or shoddy
l cannot say even now. although certainly
ought to have known a great-deal about Il
after my hours talk with my good naturet
neighbor at the table.
But all through that long dinner my mint
was busy with the scene at the railway sta
tion at York, and with the face of the CIR
who had made ME her slave. Yes; difficult
as it was to realizc the fact, I could not dis
pute it. !, Cyril Fenton, twenty-five year
whole life had been given to study under tn
care Of the best Of fathers, and who, unit
the great blow which had left ME an orphan
had descended upon ME some six months be
fore, had known little or nothing Of th'
world beyond the walls of my happy home
had suddenly confutel all the ideas which
my friends entertained Of me and all tn
theories which I had formed for my owl
guidance in life, by falling desperately, ever
madly. in love with girl whose very exist
ence had been unknown to ME six hours be
fore, and of whose name, position and char
acter was still in absolute ignorance
could hardly believe it, keen though tn
pain was which made me conscious OF tn
truth. should have liked to laugh my fool
ish passion to scorn; but I could not do SO
1t had mastered me as I had never beel
mastered before. almost groaned aloud
1 realized the strength of the spell which hat
been cast over ME by the subtle witchery o
this fair stranger.
When first took my seat at the dinre
table had looked eagerly among the face
at the long tables, hoping that perchance
might see her there 1t was foolish fancy
and it was doomed to disappointment Now
when at last tho tedious meal was at an ent
and was released from thu attentions OF th
kindly bore beside me, l hurried out OF tn
great hotel and took my way to the terrace