Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1895-04-17
sNoy, Mr.. Lowndes, I've got soras

"Nov, Mr.. Lowndes, I've got sons
shopping to do, and you won't gent
to be hanging about after me, so well
Just go our own ways, and meet, here,
at this corner, OF IL, if that will do?"
every WE'LL" I said, I hoped nottoo
eagerly, and we parted.
I did not know my way about the
place at all, but when driving through
from the station on my arrival 7 had
noticed some of the shops, among
them tobacconist's and q confection-
er's. There were several objects OF
interest in the town, and so this latter
shop was we'll provided with little
tables at which the trippers lunched
and had tea. I found my way into it,
and though IL was early for refresh.
ment the walk had been ayhot one,
and 1 passed into the inner room
where they attended to my, wants. I
had been there about half an hour
when I threw down the local paper
which I had been studying, and after
paying my bill passed into the outer
shop. There, facing the counter,
which at this early hour was rather
empty, stood Dorothy Knighton.
GIVE had three buns and aglass of
milk" she was saying; and then she
gave tremendous start when she
heard my voice. 81 didn't see you
pass" she went on. 'sl suppose you
saw me through the window, q
speech which convinced me that she
was unaware that I had been 80 near
her all the time. She took her change,
and we stepped out onto the pave;
ment together. But here she again
dismissed me.
"I've still got some more shopping
to do," she said, and she walked off.
This. was a little abrupt, I thought,
but my feelings were mixed, and SO J
let her go and strolled off down q side
street. I bought some tobacco, and
walked on till found o grocer,s shop.
1t was poky little place-by no means
the best IN the town, I should imagine,
but 1T would answer my purpose, at
least, I hoped so, and I entered-but
there again stood Dorothy, holding in
her hand o biscuit from which she
had just bitten nice little half
moon.
eyes, these will do, thank you.
Three pounds, please" And as she
said this she turned and saw me. 1t
was too late to draw back, and I was
glad I had not done so when l saw
how the pretty color flashed into her
face at the sight of me; yet ] had o
feeling that she was not quite pleased.
"Oh, Mr.. Lowndes!" she exclaimed.
"What do you want?"
s'Some biscuits" stammered out,
s'for--the dog"
"For Tibl How kind of you! but
I'm getting some, SO he won't want
both lots, will he? Besides, they'll be
such bother to carry-oh, yes, III
take them with me, please, she added,
quickly, to the shopman.
'I'll carry them," said, quite as
quickly, and the matter was settled
thus. "But are you going now?"
asked "It is only II o'clock. Haven't
you any more shopping to do?"
sNo," she laughed, 81 have got all
I want, thank you"
had not; however, l couldn't say
so, or keep her waiting about, SO ]
turned homeward without another
word. How merry she was. She
didn't seem to have o thought or care
in the world. She was evidently
thoroughly enjoying her walk, and
her high b spirits SO infected me that ]
shook my fist, metaphorically, at my
unknown rival, and felt that T. was
gaining ground. With such hope
before me, there was much I could
endure for her sake. We drawdled SO
much on tho way home that it, was
nearly lunch time when we reached
the house. Her aunt's voice was heard
calling her, and Dollie sped away,
leaving me with the bag of biscuits
I.put them down on o side, table in the
hall, and went up to my room.
Presently the gong sounded. What
gong it wasl How it resounded and
reyerberated through the house, pen.
etrating the thick oak doors and call
ing up visions of good things. 1 has
tened down to find C visitor, the Gu
rate of the parish, to whom I took an
intense dislike-an uufounded ono
found afterwards-but there was
plenty of conversation during the
meal, md my dear old godfather was
planning an expedition to a show
castle in the neighborhood.
.'There's wonderful oak tree there
planted by Queen Elizabeth. They
make the chips into brooches set in
gold, and sell them for the benefit OF
the Church Restoration Fund. You
must have one, Dorothy, my dear"
And Dorothy smiled her thanks.
"Well, what shops did you young
people patronize in L. this morn
ing?" he went on to say.
"Oh, Miss Knighton bought
some--"
evil you pass mo the mustard
please, Mr.. Lowndes," broke in thai
young lady, absolutely fixing me with
her eye, and so astonishing me that
left my sentence, which was meant tc
be chatting allusion to the weight o.
the biscuits, unfinished. 1t was evi
dent that she had interrupted me OF