Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1900-04-14

Olivia flushed resentfully. tom
BroXton"
"Yes. do feel so sorry for him."
Ollie walked over to a distant table
and busted herself putting her flowers
in water.
"Your tears must flow readily, NAL
vina. Every one says he Is getting on
splendidly; that he will be rich man
before he Is 30. And-then-I have
made my will. He is to have every.
thing leave"
Miss Malvina was turning the damp
paper about in search Of something.
She shifted scornfully.
You ridiculous child! You leave?
don't think Tom Broxton cares cop
per for money for its own sake. He
said to me once, quite confidentially. Of
course. that when he had hoped to
marry you he had thought the wealth
of Golconda too slight. But Tom has
had so much trouble in his short life.
and now comes this"
And now comes what?"
Olivia wheeled suddenly. showing a
very pale face and eyes full of fright.
Miss Malvina held out the paper folded
in long strip.
1T Is dreadfully hard to find para
graph once you let it CO."
"Is it about Tom?"
Yes, or at least it Is about
Read 1t aloud. please"
And Miss Malvina read:
THAT fine old piece of real estate
known as Broxton Hall. on the out
skirts of town, has again changed
hands. 1t Is said that Mrs. Westover's
health demands a permanent residence
in warmer climate. Some mystery
seems to attach to the recent transfer.
and no amount Of reportorial enter
prise has enabled us to secure the
name Of its owner. Extensive repairs
on the house and grounds are already
under way"
"Well," said Olivia, biting off rose
stem with strong white teeth. what
that all has to do with your believing
lae uoi uihS poPSi Will |eaio u'S ) Ct
to be explained"
"Why. Tom. you see, he told me
you know he and l had quite little
talk after you had sent him away in
such a hurry that Sunday-that when
be had expected you and Mr.. West
over to live at the old place he had
become reconciled to give it up. as he
certainly never could have lived there
/ by himself. but if time should prove
that you and Clarence were not to
adjust your little difference he should
buy back the old place himself"
And how do you know he is not the
new owner?
"Oh. | don't think there would be
so much mystery about it If he were.
Tom isn't the man to want to do any
thing sensational"
"Was he so very fond Of the placer
"Ollie. you know as we'll as do that
he loves that old house better than he
does anything on earth. Not"-quick-
ly seeking to repair any probable hurt
that he blamed your dear papa for
letting it 90. do wish knew who
this mysterious purchaser is"
II can relieve you to that extent"
said Ollie. swooping down upon the
paper and hiding behind it. II have
bought BroXton Hail."
You, OliviaT
AT least my business man has for
me. told him before we left Ameri-
ca to buy it at any price could afford
to pay if Mr.. Westover would sell"
wasn't that q little reckless. dear?
1t Is q beautiful old place undoubted-
ly. and do believe Thomas would
rather think of it as belonging to you
than anybody in the world"
Ollie's temples showed pink above
the Vaudeville Morning News. "Of
course did not buy it to live in. That
would be absurd. l bought 1t for
Tom. l want Tom to live in it with
his wife when he gets one. But now
that it is mine l don't know how to
give it to him unless die and leave
! it to him in my will"
| MISS NlulN lOOhSN ul hSi SAo'SAs
Il am quite sure he would not like to
get it that way. my dear"
And am sure | should not like
him to get it that way. at least not I'M
mediately."
She laughed Historically. Miss NAL
vina's literalness often gave her cause
for mirth She flung herself into a chair
to read that paragraph about BroXton
Hall for herself. There was certain
zest in the idea that all Vaudeville was
trying to guess her secret and deeper
sort of satisfaction in the reflection
that no one could ever again come be-
tween Tom and the old place after she
should have given it back to him.
Dear old Tom! Some time. somehow,
he should come into his own again.
Miss Malvina glanced at her contscat-
ed paper enviously. She had but just
begun upon the Local Brevities" when
Olivia had entered.
"Would you mind turning to Deaths
and Marriages. dear, and reading
them out? had just got to them"
Olivia ran glibly through the mortu-
ary and hymeneal reports.
"And now the casualties Of the day"
| "Where do you find them? Oh, yes,