The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1892-07-29

Perky" impstiently spoke the girl.
Besides, one can't hurry art"
Az they strolled slowly down theshady
road, Elma suddenly stopped and picked
| up something.
whats that9" said the governess,
lifting her crisp iiounces out of the dust.
ga horseshoe-an old, common horse
shoe. Put that down at once, Miss Ell.
woodw
'Wait for a moment, Perkyi" cried
the girl, rushing away through the
bushes. "pve forgotten something"
Half minute later, she was down In
front of the closed smithy, balancing
herself on the identical butternut wood
stump.
With a round stone for a hammer, she
drove in rusty nail, and hung the thin
old horseshoe over the door.
"There's good luck for Louis Dal-
zell!" she cried, as she sprang lightly
backward
'iTake care" said a voice behind her.
And then she became aware that Dal.
zell himself had emerged from the bow
cry shadow of the trees, and that she
had nearly knocked HIM over.
"Is that for me2" he said. ooh,
thanksw
And placing both hands lightly on her
shoulders, he kissed her, driven by some
sudden impulse for which he himself
could scarcely account.
Elma Elwood turned scarlet all over
ha ~,,hHaI oh % an
tige of the offense, and stamped her kid
shod foot in the sand with futile passion.
"How dare you7" she cried. Chow
dare you2"
And like flying nymph che vanished
into the dense shadow of the woods,
leaving the young man transfxed with
surprise.
"Why does she make such fuss2" he
asked himself. "She's only child
but good fate what a beautiful child ~
He reached up and took down the
the thin, old horse shoe aud put it in his
pocket. He and the picturesque, long
bearded OLD blacksmith had quarrelled
that day, and he meant to leave Wyndale
with the break Of the morrow's dawn.
"rll take my luck with me-" he said
to himself. "God bless the child for
thinking Of me-"
Just year afterward old Major Ell.
wood died, leaving his affairs hopelessly
entangled; and when the lawyers had
squabbled long enough over the bust
ress, it was formally announced thai
there was nothing left for the child to
to live on.
"Whst am l to do, Perky9" said
Elma, with big, blue eyes OF apprehen.
sion and dIsmay.
And good Mrs. Perkins, who had sue.
ceeded in obtaining situation as Eng
lish teacher in a boarding. school, bar.
| gained to forego part of her own salar,
for the sake Of having Elma's education
| go on at Watley Hall.
"A teachers life isn't all roses" sale
she, "hut can't bear the idea of hav
ing the poor, little dear bound out to s
trade or stood up behind counter
And, really, her voice might be mad
something Of"
All these things happened years ago
and Denveras was not the big city
it is now when Mrs. Perkins and he
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lots in the shadow of the Black Hills.
'Music is overdone in the Eastern
States,' said the good ex-governess;
"But I think we'll make a try for 4
! can interest that rich iron man that lives
in the castellated mansion out beyond
| Plaza River, his influence can do every
, thing for us
"Real!y" Elmas dimple, danced
roguishly. 'tWhat a very curious sort
of person an-iron man must be! I'm
very curious to see him, Perky, do you
know2"
"Nonsense, my dear |" cried Mrs Per
kins. ''You know what l mean per
fectly we'll. He's made his fortune in
the iron business and that
sort of thing. And I'm going to cal
there this very afternoon, to bespeak hi
recommendations and good Offices"
ooh, Perky, must go2"
"Of course you must go, childw
Elma Elmwood sat trembling in the
great entrance hall of the NIoresqr,
mansion, on the south shore of the Piaz.
River.
The sunshine glimmered on the foo
of rose and white marble; giant myrtles
and blossoming lemon trees filed tn,
angles, and low easy chair on a tiger
skin by the door, was drifte1 over with
newspapers. Presently Mrs. Perkins
came smiling back.
"He will be with us presently" said
she. Really, my dear, he's quite q
young man-not at all the bald-pated
railroad king expected to see. Aud he
is most kind and gracious, and has
promised to recommend us everywhere. )
The door opened and the iron man en-
tered, followed by two or three magnif.
icent hounds. Elma sprang up with a
cry.
"Why," she exclaimed, "It's Louis -
It's Louis Dalzell !"
He held out both his hands.
81 cant have changed 80 very mucf
then2' said he"
At the same instant Elma's eyes caught
sight OF strange object above the
arched doorway--s gold plated horse,
| ehDa ko.