The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1900-01-18

found, ] mean?"-the amcnda IOn De.nS
due to Memories curious glance For a
long minute the old Highlander did not
speak; he was scanning the changed face
of the secretary. and for the first time
it was entering his mind TO suspect Mr..
SircOmbc.
What should find, but dool an sor-
row for Draw young man cut off in his
prime? But whist"
The door was opened By Lady Inch
capc'S mad, Mary, that thoughtless. af-
fectionate girl, who had once through
her bungiing. contributed to Lord Inch
ca pes suspicion of his innocent wife.
II merely wished to inquire how the
ladies had passed the night" said Sir
combe, glancing past her.
Not well. ] fear" said Mar,
grevcdly: "thc shock Of the accident
has been dreadful. Neither one has lain
down: wish had known, would have
waited up. But my !ady's always that
way"
Lady Inchcapc had heard the NUT
tered coloquy, and came herself TO the
door.
Lady Ulva is very ill.," She said. in
carefully chosen phrascs-@the exposure
Yesterday, added to the unexpected acci-
dent has contributed to proStrate her
completely. She is now lying on my
bed very fcvcrish. must trouble you
for some medical assistance, Mr.. Sir
cOmbc. "
So jealously she strovn 10 hide poor
Ulva'S secret! But both the men before
her OWNED it, and oh, how it tore at
their hearts,
Kenmore strobe away with 4 sense Of
Suffocation, and cry from his Utmost
soul.
"Oh. Captain Edgar. if yc were but
back again, | wad gle ye my hearts
blood to buy your love for Oolava."
But Srcombc'S soul was writhing in
The pangs Of jealousy, and he was glad
that Edgar was dead-Or dying.
He ventured TO plead with Lady Inch
cape for sight Of the sick girl, THAT no
might examine her medically" but
earned for himself one of my lady's
naughty refusais, and had to content
himself with compounding and sending
Ulva medicine for Il fcveriSh cold, and
retiring 10 his own business with raging
spirit.
Another day passed: another night
fell. This storm was succeeded by
perfect calm This night tie fisher peo-
pie all went TO rest, for there was no
longer any hope Of recovering Edgar'S
body. Sircnmbe had sent ar account OF
the accident to the authorities on the
mainland, with q brief and obscure ac-
count Of the attending circumstances;
but Kenmore had not been one Of the
crew who manned the boat.
Kenmore had not slept, had scarcely
broken bread since the catastrophe: for
his heart was breaking over Ulva And
now that sHspiciOn OF SircombeS had
come to haHht him, he wandered from
the tower to the shore. round and round
the cliff paths: into every Granny and
cOpSr, like q restless wrath: pursued by
phantomS
About two o'clock Of the night he flung
himself down by irickling ri'l 10 resi-
and drink. The water ooZCd from u
cleft in the cliff pure and sparkling from
the living spring sealed up in the cod
heart OF the rock The place was close
down by the sea beach which here
formed natural haven. small but Sc
cure. The wide Atlantic stretched be-
fore the little hay:-it was 4 solitary
spot, Wl!u ana MYSTERIOUS.
The summer sky was white and silycry
with broad moon; Kenmore could SIC
objects far and near, with those keen,
practiccd eyes, as if it were nocn-day.
AS he sat, too weary and sorrowful to
think any moro, with his back braced
against the rock he heard long g-drawn,
quvering sigh at his very ear.
There was no terror in his mind as nc
looked round, and then stood up 10 see
better, for there was so. muchahnman
distress in that sigh that his instant I'm
pulse was to help the sufferer
But no mortal was visible.
Great horror fell upon old Kenmore.
His heart melted like wax within him.
his knees knocked together, the hair OF
his head stood up.
lie t.ouglt that he was in the pres
cncc of spirit-the spirit of drowned
Edgar had come back to haunt him for
thn simple hate he had borTe him while
he was alive.
The dcvout Highlander most certainly
believed in ghosts; had he been asked by
4 modern skcptic If he believed in the
supernatural, he would have said. lifting
his bornct revcrcntly: "Wcci, l hope
sac"
lie now fell on his knees and called on
God to deliver him. in tones that echoed
far and wide through the rocks An
answer was instantly vouchSafcd, but
an answer that perfectly conEoundcd
him.
"Kcnmorc! Kenmore. lam c'oSC beside
you-behind the rock" called Il human
voice, wild with Joy. "Ha,p Inc, can't
get out"
The old man leaned to his feet, and
with hagds c!asped and eyes starting
from 1hnir snclntS glared at the IN