Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1894-03-14

tiers, Mr.. Andrew, will, think, put you in
q position 10 choose according to your
tastes. have no advice to offer except not
to be in too much haste to decide"
gcr Whist Sir Thomas had specially at
heart all provision ,"asmadc both in letters
end in money. OF the last there was to be
absolutely 10 stint. | was to spend as
much and rs long as should think proper,
or in other words as long as there should
he The fantcs. hope of tracking Donald.
''-Ny bankers shall have full instructions
in tie matter" said Sir Thomas, land in
the meantime we must not forget prclimi-
nary eXpcuses" Whcreupon he insisted on
my taking III ready money and bankers
drafts q sum that seemed to me q fortune.
Finally, as was in great glce with my
prospects and protested against delay, it
was arranged that in exactly three weeks
from the date of my homecoming was TO
sail from London in the steamship the
Pearl of the Orient, commanded by Cap.
tain Rogers, who, being a friend of Sir
Thomas, was charged to provide for my
comfort on shipboard
And so the ultimate decision was made.
was to lift anchor and set sail for the I'm.
known, as so many did before and so many
will do after me. How Jared there, how
the reality belied all dreams and anticipa
tions, how fate Knocked at wisdom, made
naught of forethought and a plaything OF
me it will be the business Of succeeding
pages to tell Coming events cast no shad.
ow before, and in the meantime was eager
and happy.
81, Z |
Tery we'll say. | was frequent guest at
The Elms aud saw good deal of Isabel,
whose presence learned to bear without
shrinking or shaking. She talked TO me Of
her life in India, and also of her brother,
for whom she had the warmest affection
and admiration.
''T'hey may tell you stories about DON
ald,' she once said "They may say he was
a scamp, and all that, for it is easy talking
But don't believe them. Hewas high spir-
tied, that was his fault, and my father
crossed him His worst sin was to become
a soldier when his friends wanted him to
be something else, and the records of the
war Office show he was no coward. He
saved the British colors when the enemy
broke British square, and he has done
many q brave thing since. II he had re-
mained in tin army, he'd have got almost
any rank but he hadn't peace TO do that,
and lis since hc left it we have lost trace of
him"
She never missed 4 chance Of speaking
about him. lie seemed 10 Gil her whole
soul, to be her only thought, 4 circumstance
that secretly piquci me not li;tle.
"Oh ,"shc would often break out in the
most irrc! ayGntway, "ii you could oaiy find
NY brother, II you could only find Donald,
I Should be so grateful TO you. But in.
deed. indeed" and here she would lcok in
my face till / thcaght saw visions OF
heaven, ~ will be i;:st rs grateful 10 you
if YOU never G2l him. Words cannot cx.
press your goodness in trying"
Then would reply that if Donald were
in India | would find him, speech which
always brought me n arapturoTs smile OF
thanks and further visions OF paradise.
will pass swiftly over the preparation
made ut IEilburnic for my departure. My
dear mother took care that my outfit lacked
nothing it was possible for her to procure,
and even my father soGtcrod toward me,
busying himself with MY affairs and seen!
irg conscience stricken for having been so
stern withme.
"Tou DO well, Andrew" "hesa:d one evc..'
ing when We CHANGED to be by ourselves.
and his voice was husky. you do well,
Andrew, have 10 doubt, in following your
own instincts When you 90 so far away
forto housekeeping man like me it is so
far away, though it is still in GODS uni
versc-whcn you 90 away, Go not forget
that We arc left behind, and you'll. let rs
hear from you. And as to the Other :bne
We may find Il way out Of or troubles
God bless you, my boy. We Gre all il his
hands" And lie could say no more.
At dinner, or the last evening, DuncGn,
the coachman, who was also ganchecper.
factor, forester and general factotum and
had served the Ki!gours man and 10y for
so years, got out lis pipes anu scr'nat!ed us
in his most stirring manner.
''It is for Mr.. Andrew" lie said. "Hc
will be going away, God bless him, and be
big man, with black servants, and maybe
Duncan will never set eyes On him again.
And, God bless him, he will have the pipes
to his denncr whatever just rs loud as auld
Duncan's lungs can biaw. Aye, will he
too" And 50 Justify did Duncan blow that
not q word of conversation could we have
during the whole meal. When his chanter
was silent, however, and the dusk had fall.
en-, and we three, my father, my mother
and myself, sat together, there was talk,
but no syllable of it will be set down here,
for it was for ourselves alone.
Next morning Duncan drove me TO the
village to meet the stagc-my father and
mother accompanying. Early as was tie
hour, Sir Thomas and Isabel were waiting
for us, and greeted us with fervor that
was almost silent. Isabel held in her hand
two little punches of white heather on
which she looked down from time to time
as l fancied with some en- mbarrassment. At
last she came close to me, and with soft
emotion sufrusing her check and shining in
her eye, she said: This is for luck. One is
for Donald-ycu see l expect you to find
him. The other" and her voice fell to d
mere whisper, ''is for yourself. 1t will
keep YOU in mind of the old home, and per,
haps l may see them both again"
AS she ceased speaking, the shrill notes
of bugle broke upon the morning still
ness, ard minute or two later the stage
coach came up ut handsome pace, the
horses fresh and mettlesome and shaking
their heads as If eager for the road. My
baggage was quickly bundled up, farewells
were hastily taken, and mounted TO my
place, feeling as if were in IN unfamiliar
region Of mists. Suddenly old Duncan
scrambled up beside me, = parcel rolled in
blue cloth in his hand. "Take it," he said
husliily, pushing it into my arms. God
bless yc, take it. 1t will be the siller pipes
l learned ye to blaw on. Ayont the seas
yell can gle sliiri at times TO mind yc OF
old friends, and when ye come back yell
canmarch to your own quickstcp, and may
be Donald will he there to fling his bonnet
in the air. Hooch aye! God bless yc-GOd
bless yc" and Il trcmulous hand patted me
like Il baby on the back. Then Duncan
leaped down and stalkcd back to his horses,
daring any one to say tears were on his
checks or that his hands were shaking as il
with palsy His was IN odd gift, but
took it, knowing how refusal would hurt
him.
In another minute The driver had gath
cred up the rcins, touched the prancing
leaders with his whip, and we were of.
gazed back, waving my hand to the little