The times and democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1881-current, 1886-08-26

Though Sally had been fortified with o
dozen scruples, they would have been help
lessly swept away by the pcremptorineis OF
this command
ashes Just where Mrs. Mead left her,
ma'am. This way, please" and she went to
the parior door ard threw it open, saying:
"Here be thy mother, mistress.
Jenny was standing at tic window over
looking the green space of garden at the back
of the hous, With stupctiei face OH her
she turnei and 4 cry left her lips, and shc
stepped back pace when her mother rushed
to her, Then, like u flash of night at the
sight of the beloved face, Oil impulse of love
and joy leapei up in her; and in close sob
bing embrace were they loCkol as Sally,
looking away from the sacred sight, closed
the door upon them.
"Oh, Jenny, why are you here: why didst
thee leave mc:' cried Mrs Strangfcld, re-
linquishing her daughter to gaze OF her,
with eyes in which rapture and sorrow were
strangely blended. "Never was mothers
heart wrung as niue was when this morn
ing beheld your bed untouched, aud you
were not near to answer to my call"
II could not stay. Father would have
taken me to London to-day; and see what
llltlu JOuIueS HOtllu uuNC DSCil, nv"
cruel my ignorance would make him!" the
girl said, pushing back her hair, aad stand
ing in q half defiant, half dropping posture
before her mother.
aThy fatheri Oh, Jenny not only is it
my love for thee that has brought me here in
mad haste-thy father is dying! Ay, he
may be dead before we can return to HIM"
"Dying!-- Mother, what do you say?"
said Jenny, taking, so to speak, q firmer hold
of the floor with her feet. and frowning,
while sickly hue Of pallcr overspread her
face.
"Oh, Jenny! for the sake of God who hath
brought me to thce put on your ha. and come
with me quickly. I tell you your father is
dying-he fell to the ground when DR.. Shaw
brought him proof Of your marriage with
Cuthbert Dostnot thee know that the doctor
has proved theo Lis sons wife: All, my poor
heart, how should she know.-and ;hlt the
ca,rse of thy husban Is m:ssi"G. Is the doctor
believes, is that he was s. i" Il by the press
gong and carried away to s'a. Down thy
father fell, arl we bore him to his room, and
tha surgeon fears for his life; and all tho
while he lies groaning and crying upon thy
name. Bring Jenny to me! bring Jenny TO
llies uc llC PiOboJ, S''A'S fN.0>'J1
or you'll see him no more III this world"
The girl stood transfxed and overwhelmed
by her mothers news Then you could have
seen her battling with the rush and surge OF
tumultuous emotions whole minute ere she
spoke.
"Do YOU tell me that my darling is
carried away to sea?' she said, in febrile
whisper.
"'Tis what his father believes"
"And that Dr. Shaw hath proved me his
sons wife to my father''
Eyes indeed He camo with paper, and
tho sight of it hath killed thy father. Ais
hear is broken for the wrong he has done
his only one!' walled the mother. "Oh,
Jenny, do not delay! There is coach at
the doo" Make haste to put on your hat
You would not let him be moaning for theo
in dying sorrow and not come:"
She looked at her mother with wonder
full ex PRESTON of troubled amazement and
incredu!ous horror in her eyes, then took up
her hat, AM in few minutes was ready to
depart As she left the room she met Mrs
Walker, into whose hand she slipped
guine;, giving her sweet, strange smile as
she did so, but quite powerlcss to speak.
The woman, much affected by Jennys
n:uniticcnce, put the little trunk into the
coach, and low and numerous were the
courtesies she dropped rs it drove off.
The rattle Of wheel and window, if not a
prohibition to speech, was decided obstacle
to the hearing. But Mrs. Strangfield had
too much to say to hold her peace. With her
child's hand locked in hers she poured her
heart into Jenny's ear, and all the story OF
DR.. Shaw's visit told her, and the medical
mans Judgment on Michaers condition, with
whatever else that her head was giddy with
sometimes reproaching and sometimes
breaking into passionate exclamatlons OF
rapture, which thoughts of her husband
would inevitably choke; silent scarcely ever,
and of tho matter Of her volubility leaving
Jenny, amid the roar Of the coach, in pos
session of but very small fragments.
And the girls
Her father knew at last that she WIS honest,
and for brief while had eHultation, OF the
kind that intlames tho mndmans eye, swelled
until it hal sickened her heart with the force
and fuliness Of it. But the emotion died
under the heavy droop of humiiatcd honor.
She had won back her name, but what had
the victory cost her, Her husband was gone,
her father was dying, her heart wns wounded
and bleeding badly.
Tho bitter passion of shame that had
driven her from Greystone revisited her
again when the coach entered tho High
street, and she leaned back and involuntarily
drew her veil over her face The mother
stopped the coach at the corner of the street,
that the jar OF the wheels might not penc-
trate the resonant wooden house, and
alighted with her daughter, and both OF
them went quickly in
"Mother," whispered Jenny, standing in
the passage ds q stranger might Il will
stay here till youhave seen him.
"In the paror, then, dearest, and rc't thee.
Oh, Jenny, pray God to spare him! de Is
thy father"
Softly the poor woman climbed the stairs
and Jenny went into the little room which,
in all her life, she had vowed never again to
enter Specializing she stood, wondering
how it had befallen that her mother had
come so speedily.
Then through the doorway came whls-
pw-"Jcnnyp
She went out, and on the stairs she saw