Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1897-02-27

commiseratingly, when you KNOW tna'
even my father, the honestcst man allse,
admits that trading horses is a mighty
strain on such qualities In fact, some
times-say when he comes home with
beast worth about twice the one he rode
away-I have my doubts if the strain is
not little too much even for him"
"Shut upp' Rob had cried. Il will
not listen to treason, not against Colonel
Talbot. If it was his son now-but
won't be personal. You see, L have
taken the colone)'s Judgment, and he
says Bonnybel's new little colt is finer
than silk and going to be handsomer
than Lightlady. So shall train it up
in the way it should go and ride Bonny'
bel until her baby is bridlewise."
There the matter had rested. All the
talk came back to young Talbot as he
gathered up his reins and sent the sor'
rels away at a slapping pace. Even II
che had asked it he was far too wise to
risk Miss Winfold's heavy hand over
them. Intelligently docile, the creatures
were full of subtle and sympathetic fire.
They knew an alien touch and resented
it nightly. But for Rob they did their
best, moving with smooth, skimming
stride, free Of darts or pointing and as
evenly as though there were one spirit
in twin bodies. Today they felt their
masters mood and were 80 skittish and
restive Miss Winfold began to scream,
not aloud, but in faint spits and spurts.
"They are, amt they, runnin awayF'
she asked, clinging to his arm.
"Perhaps," Jack said, "but think
can hold them, though if you are afraid,
Miss Alice, I'll take you back. Your
mother is behind in the ba-o7che"-
eyes, I know. Little rlil ssy begged
so to come an see the big eetin crowd, "
Miss Winfold said, calming herself.
"But go back! The idesr! You know
amt afraid, nor mommer amt afraid
for me when I have you to take care OF
me. Mommer thinks there's nobody like
you, so good an kind, you know. An |
don't hardly see myself what we will
do when you-that is, if anything should
ever take you away from u.s."
"You mean when you are taken away
from me-" Jack said, trying to speak
lightly and failing miserably. 1t was
ungrateful, no doubt, but today the Win
fold appreciation grated upon his most
sensitive nerve. Never before in his life
had he been so glad to see Bethel church.
The squat roof of it showed dry and
brown amid the clustered trees Of the
ehurchyard, if indeed that could be call
ed a churchyard which wholly lacked
inclosure. 1t lay just upon the edge of
the big road, which was here a dusty
breadth of level grayness. The oaks and
beeches and hickories all had thick
powder,ng over their abundant leaves.
The trunks of them were studded with
horseshoes, so set that one calk formed
a convenient hitching hook, for all the
church folk rode, even those who lived
but half mile off. By consequence the
shady, swinging limbs which made
ideal tethering places were pre-empted
soon after the congregation began to
gather, But if you had put mp your own
horseshoe every body respected and recog-
nized your prior claim to it.
As swiftly as Jack and Miss Winfold
had come they were far from the first
upon the ground. Men stood clustered
in twenties, in thirties even, about in
the shadiest spots, talking, laughing
uproariously and giving each other re.
sounding slaps on the back, slaps so Wig