Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1886-06-30

YOUR return from London He draws near,
you see, dear. He Is dreadfully close at my
heels. Still his notion is odd, seeing that l
have not moped since as 1 moped before
went that trip"
"How like our adventures at home area
Only to-day mother came up to me and took
my ear in her hand, and said, Jenny, Jenny,
will squeeze hard if thou art not honest.
hear you signing in your sleep just like my
old schoolmate Sally Mattocks did when the
silly wench brought trouble upon herself by
listening to a gypsy woman's lies. Father
watches you closely, and know him very
we'll as q man who never troubles himself to
stare, unless there be something to see. What
is it, sillyr Ipulled my ear away and made
it burn to run from her, and I laughed that
she might think her talk nonsense But oh,
my dear, could not help crying just two or
three tears. do not fear mother-indeed,
she would be very proud OF my own, and
love him for his own sweet sake and meke
him her boast, as know she would; for
often father tells her that she has made her
god-mothers sad fibbers, though what he
means by that you shall tell me. as have not
one little bit of thy cleverness in my head,
sweet-but fathers eyes when he is angry
make me shiver What bold things girl
will do for love. And yet it does not make
her brave"
She put her hand over her eyes and peeped
at him through her fingers; not for the CO.
quetry of it, but that she might not lose sight
of him for moment
"Jenny, will tell you what it is-there is
no help for it but honesty. And that we need
not be afraid Of"
"Oh, no, indeed! The Lord forbid. We
are both truly honest, thank God"
II will begin with your father, Jenny.
That is my resolve; and ones own wishes are
the easiest way, love. Tomorrow evening
will see Mr.. Strangfeld and tell him we are
married"
Tomorrow evening""
1t was a long way off for their l.-.xt meet
ing, but uery close for bitter business.
at is not too soonl" he said soothingly.
"No, it is not too soon," she answered, with
a little shudder "But wish it were over-I
wish he knew"
"Every moment of delay" he continued,
"is a new wrong to you, my pet; and surely
I am no loving husband, Jenny, if wrong
YOU. What excuse have I for delay! So
far it has been cowardice. But I can end it
if choose, and tomorrow night it is done.
Will your father be at hom":"
~ dread to say yes l shall not dare to
fare him."
"Jenny, you must not be so timid. You
are not alone"
"But l can hear him crying, Jenny, Jenny,
come down from your room! with his face
like wood, and the angry stoop of his head,
which he will lift in flames, as saw him
once when he charged his niece Martha, who
is dead, with an evil deed"
"This is no evil deed, my pretty"
"Did rot l just now say we were honest?
In my heart feel we are; yet what should
NV conscience answer if father calls me de-
ceilfuls"
"But. you see, there are so many kinds OF
deceit. There is one kind that inju-es people
and another kind that Injuries no one Whom
have we injuredl Dearest, there is nothing
r. fear"
Il cannot nelp tearing my 1a>ner,' she con-
Hnued, in trembling voice, "for thong he
is very stern, he loves me; and dread the
thoughts his love will fill him with when he
hears that have deceived him and mother" !"
"The worst is not so bad as the dread Of it,
dear"
"He is so terribly religious"
"Ay, Baptist; and my papa is Tcry
Churchman! And we are to be impaled on
their prejudices! Thank the Lord, old men
are scant of BREATH and when their lungs are
empty, young men may"
"Hark! here are the coast guards"
The tramp of men, deadened by the smoth-
ering dust of the road, fell upon their ears;
and soon little company of dark figures,
with the moonshine kindling silver stars in
the polished points of their weapons, turned
the corner and strobe sturdily, in silence, up
the hill
at should be half-past eight" said Jenny.
~ must be going, Bertie. l must be going,
indeed Goodnight; say goodnight to me,
BERTHE"
They both rose, their hands clasped.
Tomorrow night, at half-past eight,
watch for me at your window, Jenny. My
mind is resolved. will speak to your father
first, and then tell mine the story. We shall
sleep the sweeter for it. A clear conscience
before all things, and that will come by hon
pring ourselves"
ayes, it is right" she whispered with a
little shiver kiss me- and say goodnight" !"
He strained her in his arms, and she went
away, but slackened her pace and fled back
to him out of the moonlight Then, slipping
from his lips, she ran across the road and
was gone