Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1903-11-24

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plain. The Pilot will make it clear"
Then the talk ended.
We had lunch with Gwen-bannocks
and fresh, sweet milk and blueberries-
and after an hour of gay fun we came
away.
Lady Charlotte kissed her tenderly as
she bade Gwen goodby.
"You must let me come again and sit
at your window" she said, smiling
down upon the wan face.
ooh, shall watch for you. How
good that will bew cried Gwen delight
edly. "How many come to see me!
You make five" Then she added soft
ly, "You will write your letter." But
Lady Charlotte shook her head.
II can't do that, 1 fear" she said,
"but I shall think Of it."
1t was a bright face that looked out
upon us through the open window as
we rode down the trail. Just before
We took the dip into the canyon turn
ed to wave my hand.
Owens friends always wave from
here" said, wheeling my bronco.
Again and again Lady Charlotte
waved her handkerchief.
"How beautiful, but how wonder
fulr' she said as If to herself. 'Truly,
her canyon Is full Of flowers"
at Is quite beyond me-" I answered.
''The Pilot may explain"
"Is there anything your Pilot can't
do?" said Lady Charlotte.
"Try him." I ventured.
II mean to- she replied, "but I can
not bring any one to my canyon, I
fear" she added in an uncertain voice.
As left her at her door she thanked
me with courteous grace.
"You have done great deal for me" ]"
she said, giving me her hand. ut has
been beautiful, wonderful, day."
When I told the Pilot all the days
doings he burst out:
what stupid and self righteous
fool I have been! I never thought
there could be any canyon in her life.
How short our sight isw and all that
night could get almost no words from
him.
That was the first Of many visits to
Gwen. Not a week passed but Lady
Charlotte took the trail to the Meredith
ranch and spent an hour at Owens
window. Often the Pilot found her
there. But though they were always
pleasant hours to him he would come
home in great trouble about Lady Char
lotte.
"She is perfectly charming and doing
Gwen no end Of good, but she Is proud
as an archangel. Has had an awful
break with her family at home, and it
is spelling her life. She told me so
much but she will allow no one to
touch the affair.""
But one day we met her riding to-
ward the village. AS we drew near
she drew up her horse and held up a
letter.
"Home!' she said. 81 wrote it today,
and must get it off Immediately"
The Pilot understood her ut once, but
he only said:
"Good!' but with such emphasis that
we both laughed.
Eyes, 1 hope so," she said, with the
red beginning to show in her cheek. Il
have dropped some seed into my can
yon."
81 think l see the flowers beginning
r. enr;ppD ooi,1 tho pi1ot
She shook her head doubtfully and
replied:
81 shall ride up and sit with Gwen at
her window"
"Do," replied the Pilot, 'the light is
good there. Wonderful things are to be
seen through Owens window"
Eyes" said Lady Charlotte softly.
"Dear Gwen. But l fear it is often
made bright with tears"
AS she spoke she wheeled her horse
and cantered off, for her own tears
were not far away. l followed her In
thought up the trail winding through
the round topped hills AID down
through the golden lights Of the can
yon and into Owens room. l could see
the pale face with its golden aureole
light up and glow as they sat before
the window while Lady Charlotte
would tell her how Ovens canyon
looked today and how in her own bleak
canyon there was the sign Of flowers.
TO BE CONTINUED.