Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1895-08-02

through Denver on trip to San Fran
cisco. In the hurry Of business he could
not stop to turn aside into the wilds OF
Wyoming to see her, but he begged
that she would come to Denver. where
he knew she was later to visit her
friend Mrs Hall, that he might see her
there as he passed through. Ithappen-
ed that before the receipt of this letter
she had been planning to make this pur-
posed visit at the very time he desired
it, being urged thereto by Mrs. Hallet,
who had begged her to come before the
citys heat became more intolerable, but
now, if she went, she petulantly told
herself, it would seem to Marshall
Woodbury. as simply a granting of his
wish, and regarded in that light it
would practically be conceding every
thing. It seemed to her that he had
taken an unfair advantage Of the situa-
tion in thus, as it were, striving to
force her answer 1t did not once occur
to her that had there been any moiety
of loves real passion in her heart she
must have instinctively yielded to his
wish and gloried in the yielding.
A sound behind her caused her to
turn her head, to sec Paul Brown hur-
rying down the hill, coming toward
her.
"Oh, Miss Ellery, am SO glad l
happened to meet you," he rather
breathlessly began, and it was not until
afterward that Edith reflected that q
person at the barns seeing her go by
might easily have hurried after her BY
that other trail over the hills so as to
make this seeming happening a matter
for much less surprise than this young
man made point Of exhibiting. II
have been wanting to meet you to apol-
ogize for my rudeness the other day.
The girl had risen to her feet and
stood staring at him coldly. "The other
day?" she slowly repeated, as though
making All effort to remember.
"In regard to the photographs, he
hurriedly explained, evidently consider
ably taken aback by the chill rebuff Of
her tone
"Oh, that?" she replied, with an airy
little smile of supreme Indifference.
Don't speak Of it, Mr.. Brown. It was
not of the slightest consequence.
"To you, Miss Ellery, probably not,
but to me it was of the greatest conse.
quence It has made me miserable ever
since"
"Why, how perfectly absurd" she
cried, opening her eyes surprisedly. Il
assure you that have never given the
matter moments thought Thus the
best of women may fib upon occasion.
"Of course if you did not want to be
photographed it was perfectly proper
that you should let me know"
"But did wish it, he cried impul-
sively. II was delighted that you were
taking something away with you that
now and then when you had gone east
again must make you give me thought
whether you would or not. But the 9th
er day-ah, how can I explain it? But
can you not imagine what man must
feel in position like mine-held down
by social barriers as inexorable as the
laws of the Medes and Persians? Can
you not understand that it should at
times make me so savage that
'But are you not little unreasona.
BILE, Mr.. Brown" she said as he paused,
the gentle remonstrance Of her tone yet
sounding hard. And then a certain
something in his eyes seemed to rouse
her to keener feeling, and she added,
upbraidingly, Indignantly: "What pos
sible right have you to complain if you
have let yourself be put down behind
any social barriers-yuu, man who
might have made of yourself what you
would, for / know you have not al
ways been horse trainer. know that
you have the education of gentleman. I"
eyes, education began gentleman,
but horse breaking finished him, you
see," he returned, with q dry laugh.
"But, ah, Miss Ellery, don't blame me
too severely. If you knew-I wish you
did know. Will you let me explain my
self to you? Nobody about here knows
my story. have tried to forget that l
had story, but if you would listen l
would like SO much to tell it to you.
Edith hesitated, glancing about IN
certainly. 1T is growing late" she
murmured, "but perhaps can stay a
few minutes longer"
THANK you so much" His tone was
eloquent of satisfaction as he chose a
seat by her feet. "And now what shall
1 tell you? The story of my troubles:
All, it is a dreary subject
"Oh, if you would rather not tell
it,
"But want to very much if you will
really have patience to listen. And even
if did not wish it''-hesitating, with
a short laugh-"well, it would seem a
small price to pay for the pleasure of
sitting here with you like this.
"Oh, if you are only going to pay me
silly compliments she exclaimed in
an offended tone, making as though She
would rise.
"But am not, Miss Ellery." He was
genuinely alarmed at tho movement.
mot another word of the sort shall
pass my lips, pledge you my word.
l will be as barely civil as you could
wish if you will only stay. I will apol-
ogize over and over again for that one
slip of the tongue.
Zone apology will be enough per-
haps," she said, with an irrepressib!c