Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1904-05-27

the little cemetery at Plum Cove. Not
many of us can 90 as far back as
that"
Mrs. Armitage looked quickly from
Garst to the girl beyond him. But
Gertrude had left the group with her
head held high. She wanted none OF
Garst's vindication Of her family. She
had almost reached the house when he
overlook her.
zone moment" he pleaded. II want
80 much to speak to you tonight"
81 am afraid l must ask you to ex-
cuse me-" she said icily.
Had Garst known that the cold, d.
rect look which she sent into his eyes
was really the outcome Of burning
jealousy he would not have turned
away with so heavy heart.
Jack Clifford had hard work to per-
suade her to accompany them on the
yachting party arranged for the next
morning.
"You forget that l am a native
The summer people might object" she
said, with q bitter little smile, and
Garst set his heel into the ground as
he listened.
When they reached the wharf Ger
trude turned to Jack Clifford.
"Old Captain Lufkin is sick and can't
70, the boy tells me-" she said quickly.
II think we had better give up the
trip"
"Miss Woodford"-Jack looked ut her
with mock reproach-"I am pained
that you should thus undervalue my
craftsmanship. Nothing but patriotic
feeling prevented my offering my ex-
pert services to Sir Thomas. Step on
board the Widgeon. ladies. and fear
nothing"
But fear entered Gertrude's heart
more than once when they had left
the little harbor and she noted the
darkening horizon.
Mrs. Armitage was sitting near
Garst. beautiful in her soft white fan'
mel yachting suit. After half an hours
sailing Gertrude crossed to where Jack
Clifford sat ut the helm. thus bringing
herself on Garst's other side.
"Do put back" she whispered to
Clifford. I'VE are going to have a
suuall. and bad one"
After q critical glance at the SKY
Jack put the boats head around. Bu,
even as he did so a cold blast. whicf
was the foreboding Of coming III. shiV
cred over them. Gertrude drew bel
breath hard. She alone knew what the
wind would be when 1t struck them.
Suddenly as If she had received
mortal blow the Widgeon went over
over until her mainsail lay almost leVe
on the water. With horrible, hungry
suggestive hiss the sea rose over thu
combings Of the hatchway.
Too terrified to scream. the WomeI
held their, breath. clinging for dear lif'
20 whatever they could hold on by
Mrs. Armitage flung herself on Garst'i
shoulder.
"Stephen! Save me"
But in that moment when deati
seemed upon them he was not eVel
aware of her presence. His arm wen
around the girl at his side and drew
her close, his lips brushing her cheek
while her damp hair blew against hi
face. Gertrude scarcely cared whethe
it was life or death.
Then she suddenly wrenched hersel
free and flung her weight upon tn
tiller. putting 1t hard to port. for Jack
amateur skill seemed to have deserted
him. The Widgeon came round. shud
dering. into the wind and lay like
| frightened thing with Tapping sail
while the squall raced by.
81 think we owe our lives to you
Miss Woodford." One Of the womel
from the Ocean View approached Ger
trude when they were safely landed ol
the wharf, but Garst drew her aside.
"Sweetheartw His voice vibrated a
he bent over her.
Mrs. Armitage turned to look afte
them, lifting an end Of her bedraggle'
flannel skirt.
"Well," she said slowly, "for nerv
| give me a native!