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

lessly tossed and lying open, with their rib
bon-bindings among them.
She we'll knew whose hand had done this,
and, recovering herself, entered the room,
closed the door and removed her hat, moving
softly, and all the while looking at the letters
This done, she knelt down and gathered to-
gether the precious missives, pressing them
often to her pale lips, and narrowly inspect.
ing the carpets for bits of the dry forget-lne
nots and other fragments Of flowers which
had fallen from the letters under Strangfeld's
angry handling Of them.
Scarcely had she replaced the papers in
her desk when she heard her fathers steps on
the stairs He entered his bedroom, but
speedily emerged, being struck, perhaps, to
find Jenny's door closed.
He turned the handle sharply nnd e1-
claimed:
"Ah, you be here thsn1 Your mother has
gone to look for you You are well prac.
ticed in treadlng softly. Where have you
been!"
" have been to the schoolhouse to seek my
husband" she answered, returning his stern
gaze with look Of despairing resolution.
"And you have not found him9"
"No, father, moi" she replied, with shrek
in her voice.
@If,he be your husband, why has he left
youF''he said, speaking as judge might in
preface to condemning man to death.
She shook her head and locked her twitch-
ing fingers, no longer meeting his eyes, for
the bitterness in them was insupportable
He approached the bed and leaned heavily
upon the frame Of it.
"Woman! in my heart you are condemned
for treachery to me and your mother. Yet
lave said to myself, in the words of the
Preacher, BE not hasty in thy spirit to be
angryr and now, if you find me so, you
shall rebuke me. Jenny, for what you have
this day told your mother, I hate my own
flesh that you should be part of it. Yet
will be mercifuL You shall prove to me that
YOU sin is not the dishonor of your parents
name, nor the destruction Of your soul in the
eyes of Almighty God Do you heed mel
You shall prove this"
She made no answer.
"Speak!" he cried. "Show me how this
may be done"
She looked at him with terrified eyes, for
no courage that she had could combat her
instructive fear Of him. He waited for her
reply.
"Tell me what am to do, father2 indeed
will obey you. am truly his wife. God,
who hears me, knows that am not speaking
falsely. With this ring he welded me,
father"
And with trembling hand she sought In
her pocket for her purse.
"Nay, nay, have no wish to sec it. Such
a matter signifies rothing. Better tricks
than such tokens cannot fool old eyes. Tell
me where you were married"
ain London, father"
SAY, in London. At what church?'
u do not know the name; it has slipped
my memory. Or my husband never men'
toned it," she replied. with an expression on
her face that should have told her father to
press her no further.
"By whom were you married"
u did not see-I was frightened. The
church was dark, and did not lift my eyes,
and we were but moment signing our
Names"
A look Of savage incredulity-the skepti'
cism Of man stirred to the most hidden and
deadly forces of his nature-shot into his
face. He gazed at her for some moments in
silence, and then, In voice that, for the
honospess Of it, sounded as though it rose
from under his feet, said:
ut is as before said-you remember moth
Ing. But their Wedding is thing all women
remember; and it is strange you should SC
soon forget yours, when your mother will
tell you everything that bafell on her wed.
ding day, twenty-three years age Would
you know the church If you saw it3"
"Yes, father, II think SOL do not know,
father"
Tomorrow you and l will 60 to London, "
said he aMake up a little box Of things, for
this business may keep us In the morning,
at seven, we start. Be in readiness"