Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1904-08-09

a-lOOklu ne RltS Oh nlS SudCU. Oue
day. while he was at work on his
books. she happened to ride past On
that frisky mare o. hers. The animal
got scared Mt the putin O. the COM
press over thar an begun to cut mp.
The saddle girth broke, an she fell In
a ditch. She wasn't hurt one speck,
an seven or eight o. my men at the
compress ran out an helped 'er up,
but George must a thought she was,
fer he turned as white as sheet an
trembled all over as he made break
fer the spot, an when he seed no harm
had come to her his face actually
puffed up, an he couldn't speak. An
she was watchin' i'm too. She was
perfectly cool an lookin' at him jest
like she was enjoyin' bis excitement.
She axed i'm one or two questions, an
1t looked to me like she was jest doin'
It beca'se he wasn't in the condition to
reply"
Mrs. Hillyer laughed. "You ort to
"a been a woman, Mr.. Kenner. I didn't
know any man alive could notice like
that. But do you reckon the pore
young man ever hopes to-you know
what I meanT
That's the pretty part Of it." said
Kenner, with no little feeling. 1T looks
to me like he hain't never dreamt of
marryin', like he was jest satisfied to
let things 60 on as they are. II I'm
any Judge. that Is the most dangerous
sort o. love. ef body kin call it that"
'I'll say this fer 'er," said Mrs. Hill.
yer seriously. Il don't think she Is a
woman that nd handle. mans affec-
lions lightly jest fer the fun O. the
thing, An sometimes think she is
doin' Jest like you say George is-jest
a-lettin' the thing pull 'er along,
knowin', as she does, that he hain't
the man 'er folks I'D accept. So you
think George rally is interested In
'erY
"That hain't the word fer it." said
Kenner. "As fer her bein' above i'm
in station, what does that matter to
him? I've never seed his equal fer
pride an self respect. believe ef q
rally refined young man Is put In low
surroundin's he'll make finer creature
sometimes than ef he was put among
the best. No, George cayn't hide his
feelin's. think maybe he had some
hope before his fathers disgrace, but
he hain't now. Thar was a tobacco
drummer from Virginia in the Office
tother day, an he got to runnin' on,
like them sort o. men will, to me an
Hanks. George was writtin' letters at
the desk. The drummer begun tellin'
Us about bein' astonished to see folks
like the Cranstons in this out Of the
way place. He said Miss Lydia was
the belle O. Richmond society an had
big public men runnin' after 'er. He
said our governor-you know Governor
Telfare is a widower about my age
we'll, he met 'er at some military en-
campment down south an is dead bent
on marryin' her. wanted to stop the
feller, fer knowed George was listen
in, but l couldn't take the liberty. !
seed George had quit writin' an was
lookin' out O. the window with his jaw
set, like he was sulferln'.
'"Then the drummer begun to tell
about how she had squelched a feller
up In Richmond. He was rich Yam
kee that was beln' entertained up thar,
an met her ut some big dinner. 1t
seems she set right acrost the table
from him. an some'n' he said agin the
southern soldiers made 'er fire up. You
know two Of her uncles was killed at
Gettysburg. Well, instead o apologiz-
Ing like he ort, he seemed to think 1t
was mighty funny. an he spent the
rest O. the dinner hittin' at the dead
Confederate soldiers-jest think O. that,
the dead ones-said they had no right
to have flowers strewed on Their graves
an the like. The drummer said she
tuck it like born lady, as mild as she
could. out O. politeness, an beca'se she
saw that the lady that give the party
was worried by his conduct, but she
give the feller a cold stare after din
ner. an ordered her carriage to take