Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1895-03-06

gled with so many singular traits prom.
inent in her that could show itself at so
critical moment, touched n responsive
Irish chord in his Irish heart and brought
him to terms.
"For your sake, darlin, Oi'll do it, "
he said in despairing voice.
There was scarcely time for him to
speak tho words-indeed they were
whispered with his lips touching her
ear-when the three cayalrymen rode
up to where the two were.
whats it oil about, corporal?" ask
ed ono of them.
II found this-this lady-lying here
Her buggy is broken. Sho is badly
hurt. The corporal spoke the words
haltingly, and drops of sweat stood out
on his forehead
"Who is she?'
"Well, that's to be found out some
other time. Ono of ye'd better ride back
for all ambulance and a surgeon"
"Nevcr mind the surgeon" said
Miss Baggs family.
"Well, bring the ambulance any
way" said Ratigan. "Ye can all 60
back if ye like. Oi'll stay with her.
She's me own prisoner.
There's no need Of all going" said
the man who had spoken. 'I'll go my.
self"
He turned and rode away, while the
others dismounted and throw the reins
Of their brides over fence rail. One
of them caught Bobby Leo, who was
cropping the grass near by, occasionally
looking up as though suspicious that
something had happened. TIE men loi-
tered about, now and then approaching
to tako look at the prisoner, but soon
turning away again, quite willing to be
free from tho responsibility which Cor
poral Ratigan seemed disposed to take
upon himself.
Rats" said Miss Baggs, who was
now rapidly recovering strength and
GOODNESS, "it will not be long before I
shall be separated from you. Before
then I wish to thank you for the kind
ness, tho interest, even the tenderness,
with which you have treated fallen
enemy. And Iwish to ask your forgive
ness for the deception I practiced on
you onco when you were deputed to see
mo through tho lines"
"What was that compared with what
Oi'vo donc?" he moaned.
"Do you forgive me?"
"Oi do. But Olive nothin to for
give"
"And, Rats, you have unconsciously let
mo know that you-you feel more kind
ly toward Inc than
you've robbed me of mo heart in.
tirely."
"Well, I'm both glad and sorry. 1t
is delightful to be loved, but sad to
think that your very love must make
you grieve. Our meetings have been
few and strange-very strange" she
added musingly. WHO arc you, Rats?
know you nro we'll born. I can see it
in every word and motion"
"Oi'm second son of Sir Thomas Rat.
igan, Esq, Of County Cavan, Oireland.
At his death mo older brother succeeded
to tho estate So camo to America to
shift for mcself. A year ago Oh enlisted
in tho Union ranks, and here Oh am. Oi
wish to God me brother was in his
coffin and Oi in possession Of the es-
tates, that Oi could give them all to
save your life.
mo, no, Rats. You are soldier
and an honorable man. Remember
what / have told you. You will do
your duty hereafter as you have done it
heretofore Your words in that respect
are meaningless Your sense of honor
will always triumph over your SYM
pathy when that sympathy is alloyed
with dishonor. For this I have con-
ceived for you an unbounded respect.
Perhaps were I not SO SOON to be-
Don't speak it, for Gods sake don't
speak it."
"Well, Rats, we will try for the
brief time we shall be together to fix
our minds OIL pleasant picture. Let
us think of that day when the south
will be independent, or at least when
north and south will be at peace. This
region, now trodden by soldiers wear
ing the blue and the gray, will bo given
up to those simple people who till the
SOIL Instead of tho sound of shotted
guns there will be the lowing of cattle.
Instead of the singing of mimic balls
there will be the songs of birds. There
will be peace, blessed poace. Oh, if
could only i've to see it'll Then perhaps
may take you by the hand, say to you
But, Rats, this can never be for rs. 1t
is only fancy picture I've drawn to
relieve that terrible suffering see III
your face. You've aged ten years in q,
many minutes. Don't look at mo in that
dreadful way. can't bear it..
The two cavalrymen's backs were
turned. They were strolling toward the
woods. Ratigan put his arms about her,
and both yielded to a long embrace.
There were 10 moro words spoken.
Words would ha-o added nothing to
what both felt. There was moro pain
and more pleasure concentrated in the
bosom of each than had been there in
all the years they had lived