Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1897-02-24
ROB McGREGOR.
BY MARTHA McCULLOCH WILLIAMS.

thought of the girl upon whom her
heart was set. Though she had little
doubt that Alice adored her son, moth
ing would have induced her to admit
as much to anybody. She looked upon
Alice as Jacks predestined savior from
his own misleading inclination, but
not for her right hand, soft and kindly
and useful as it was, would she have
betrayed to him the thing of which
Mrs. Winfold's water eyed condolences
left her no manner of doubt.
Much depends upon ones viewpoint.
While the dear lady thus took herself
to task, her protegee was saying fret
fully:
81 don't more than half believe Jack
is comm. Like as not that fool mother
Of his told him he must. an he amt the
sort to be driven. If he don't come, my
cake is all dough. He's sure to be over
at Roscoe, talkin with Rob McGreg-
orr
"Why, you told ma you had fixed it
30 Rob wouldn't never talk ter him no
more. I listened at the door an heard
you. Was that jest lie ter pacify her
erbout your leavin us all the work ter
do?' Nina asked from the door where
she stood watching the road from Lu-
ray. Alice made dart at her and
pinched her sharply, crying out:
"Will you shut up, madam? On, l
have the greatest mind to make NOM
mer send you to Aunt Pink Graham g
an make you stay there till after the
big meetin. You are just SO impudent
an frisky there's no livin with you"
"You mean, no livin with you. Nj
ma snarled back, sticking pin in her
sisters plump arm. AS that model
young person set up howl Mrs. Win
fold interposed, but Nina sprang away,
planted her back against the door and
said defiantly: "You all better lemme
lone. Eff you don't, I'll go ter Aunt
Pink's my own self an tell her how
mommer made me join the Baptis'es
when I professed, cause Aunt Pink's a
Baptis', an mommer thought mayby ef
I was, too, I'd git more money when
she died. I'll tell her, too, how it was
Al wasn't let 60 ter the mo'ners' bench
that time she was under sech hard con-
viction. 'Twas cause eff she had rell-
gion an couldn't dance mommer was
right shore she couldn't never cut Rob
McGregor out with Jack Talbot. be-
lieve Rob'll git him in spite of all your
lyin. I've O great mind ter go there
right now an tell her no matter what
you said it want SO. -
"Ninal Oh, you little wretch" Miss
Winfold and her mother screeched in
concert. But Nina only laughed more
tauntingly than ever. "You wouldn't
cry eff you could see yourself, Al" " she
said, nodding judicially. "Lord, your
nose looks like a bumblybee had stung
it on both sides. Do stopl 1 amt really
anxious ter stop you from marryin Jack.
The Lord knows I wish you'd marry
most anybody so I could have a chance
at things. But why amt you like Un-
Gle Ben? Sence he fell in love he's all
smiles an candy. I git all 1 can eat
whenever see him.
"Do stop cryin, Alice" Mrs Win
fold said fretfully. Don't spoil your
fortune like I did. Eff hadn't got so
mad I cried myself right ugly, you
needn't of had Winfield fer your father.
Dan'e Trisket was waitin Oh me then.
He was comm that day, all he never
come afterwards. I've told brother often
be owed me heap. Twas him set me
off bawlin, tellin me how tired he was
er seein me Ground an sayin fer Gods
sake not ter let Trisket find out what a
temper I had, as eff er anybody could
help the tempers they was born with.
But anyway 1 lost Trisket. He jest
couldn't abide ugly women
"Then 1 don't see how he ever came
near you," Miss Winfold said, biting
her lips. "But I've heard all that 5000
times before. l wish you would shut
up. I'm glad you didn't get Trisket,
even if he was rich al had sense enough
to die an let his children enjoy the
money. Money amt everything, not
quite. Somebody said once before Colo
mel Talbot: Jack had better court
Name Trisket. She had such lot OF
money And the colonel said: Yes,
she was very nice girl, but he would
not want any money i'll his family that
had the taint of Marrell's gang back OF
it.. An, though he said he didn't know
it for truth, that Name Trisket's grand
father was a poor white an got rich so
all at once folks couldn't help but think
he was in with the old robber.
"I've heard all that, too" Mrs. Win
fold said stiffiy. NINA, do you reckon
we can live at home eff Jack should hap
pen not ter come?''
"Well, hardly" Nina said, with an
accent of aggravating conviction. "Bat
there he is. Put on your thick blue
veil, AL, All do behave your prettiest.
But, la, eff you do rope Jack in, I cain't t
help but be sorry fer him"
HEf yon ain't the very hest hOy in