Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1886-04-15

l should ike TO see you WlCn nice vile De-
fore am called away" said Mrs. Morton,
speaking very fast, with heightened color,
and feeling a little frightened, now she had
her say out.
Tom pushed his plate away, and looked
steadily at her.
"Mother," said he, "why do you talk in
that way? You know we'll enough that
there's but one girl alive whom I want for
my wife, and she won't have me-"
"What, has she refused you ?" cried Mrs.
Morton.
"Refused memo. But she has not ac-
cepted me-"
"You have made her an offer, then ?-Oh,
Toni"
"Now, why do you say, 'Oh, Tom" in
such way? Is it wrong in me, mother, to
try and recover what 1 have lost? Isn't it
natural for man to win happiness for HIM
self if he can? And Pm sure you were
very fond of her once"
eyes, was. But that was long ago, be-
fore knew what she was. L never thought
her scheming and selfish. Inever supposed
she would have made-believe-care about
YOU and then gone and married rich man
Just for his money. It's no use talking about
it, Tom, you can't make me see things in a
false light. 1 say she isn't worthy of you,
and wish you would give her up"
"She isn't mine to give up-yet. But l
tell you, mother, I'd throw away good
part of my life to be sure that she ever
aUould be mine. You don't knoW-you can't
understand. AS to giving her up, if had
the chance, I'd die first. And l don't be-
lieve she's what you think her. She is
good and true and pure. There is nobody
I know who can compare with her." Tom
was very much excited; his cheeks burned,
and his voice trembled as he spoke Mrs.
Morton did not trust herself to reply, and he
soon after rose from the table and went out.
Out in the cool twilight, under the calm
stars that watched him with friendly eyes
as they came twinkling out one by one, he
walked up and down long time, commun-
ing with himself. Was he indeed doing
wisely in seeking to renew the bond that
Susie's hand-so cruelty, as it seemed-had
broken2 Was he safe in again trusting his
happiness to her keeping? Could he trust
her as he had done in the olden time-and
without this trust, would their love ever be
complete? It was hard to answer these
questions satisfactorily; but he only knew
this, that his heart was unchanged; that
Susie was all in all to him still-that she
was the one girl in the whole world, as he
had told his mother, whom he wanted for
his wife. She had wronged him, but he
had long ago forgiven her the wrong; and
he was willing to believe that her conduct
must have some extenuatiOn, though. what
it was he did not know.
A sudden resolution entered his mind.
"She has hidden me wait, but l can't
wait; I'll 60 to her now, this very instant,
and talk to her. I can't bear the suspense.
was fool not to 60 at first; and am sure
she won't be angry"
In another minute he was on his way
to Roselawn. -
Although it was early Spring, the even
ing was as mild as if it had been in May or
June, and it happened that Susie, having
seen her youngest brother safe in bed, had
stolen out into the garden, leaving the rest
of the family variously employed in
doors.
On one side of the garden-the side near
est the house-was high brick wall over
grown with ivy. This ivy trailed over the
top in long branches, which hung almost
to the ground on the outside, and by means
of which any moderately active person
could easily climb up, and descend into the
garden.
A little while before Susie came out of
the house, figure might have been seen
cautiously scaling the wall, keeping we'll in
the shadow of some trees which grew near
by; and, having gained the level of the
garden, pausing as if to be assured that
there was no risk of discovery, then stealing
across the lawn, still in shadow, and disap-
pearing around the side of the house.
The young mistress of the place, uncon-
scious of the vicinity of an intruder, slowly
descended flight of steps to the terrace,
there a moment, then turned to-
wards more sequestered portion of the
grounds. She had made few turns up and
down little path which led to private
gate, when she heard her name gently call
ed. and looking up she saw Tom Morton
before her.
"Forgive me-" he said holding out his
hands to her, II could not help coming.
And seeing you here alone, ventured to
join you"
She did not take his hand, but stood still,
looking at him with troubled eyes.
"You should not have come, she said in
a low tone. "Didn't you get my note?"
81 got your note-yes. But Susie, it was
a very unsatisfactory note. And thought
you would let me speak for myself. That
is only fair you know"
"You have spoken for youself already"
she replied. "What more can you say"
GA great deal-a great deal! l could not
half write what | really felt-what l feel
now. Susie, you must listen to me. Please
don't be angry with me for coming" He
spoke pleadingly, almost humbly.
81 am not angry, Tom, but l am very
sorry. An interview like this can do no
good. wish you had not come."
She turned a little from him, but he kept
at her side, and they walked together to the
further end of the path, and stood there.
"Susie, want you to listen to me now,
for little while. / don't want to annoy
you or weary you. But l have waited a
long time. Ihave been verypatient. Some
men would have importuned you long be-
fore this"
sIt would have been very wrong," she
murmured.
"Well, l don't know. 1t would only
have been natural, l think. But controll-
ed myself, because thought it would please