Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-02-24

THE LITTLE CAP WORN BY THE
BABY STAINED WITH H-BLooD.
This was the signal for leaving the
table. and the men went into the big,
ancient-looking parlor where the
lights burned low and the breeze from
tie distant mountains famed the lace
curtains into the room. Evelyn sat In
q rocking-chair. her eyes on the sing
er's face. Caroline was noiselessly
placing a whist table and playing
cards nesr the center of the room
She. her father. Mr.. Hardy and Capt.
Wrinkle were the only ones who were
fond Of the game.
"But we shall interrupt the sing.
ing" protested the colonel, when he
noticed the preparations.
81 shall stop If you don't go on with
the game" declared the gentle old
lady. a smile crossing her sweet. SAD
face; land furthermore. | shall not
sing unless you all talk over your
game"
To this the jovial host agreed un-
der protest. and the whist-players took
their places. Evelyn sat at the end
of the piano near enough to touch the
elbow of the singer. There was in
finite pathos in Mrs. Lancaster's voice
as she sang:
"Dey amt no use fer to fret an pine.
Steady on de way. believers.
It's de same ole worr wen de sun don't
shine.
Steady on de way. believers"
The colonel was dealing the cards,
but he made a mistake in the count,
and with low laugh be threw the
cards down. II must wait till that one
is over anyway" he whispered. "That
blamed thing always gets the best OF
me-"
IT'S de same OF wor' In Dc sun an de
Same on de hilltop ln' same On dc plain.
So keep up yo' shouiin' an keep ON yo'
prayin'-
! Steady on de way, believers.
"Dey's great big blossom on de water
melon vine,
Steady on de way, believers;
Fur peace come long wen you done wild
pain,
So keep up yo' shoutin' an keep on 20
prayin',
Steady on de way. believers"
There was just the faintest quiver in
Mrs. Lancaster's voice, which Evelyn
.lone noticed, and hint of moisture
| in her eyes as the melody died in the
still room. She turned towards the
card players, who, with the exception
of the dapper captain, seemed deep
ly moved by her song.
81 knew 1 would stop your game,
she laughed, you are too polite to
enjoy life. Come, Evelyn, let's take
another stroll"
The view from the veranda was
! beautiful, and as the two walked back
and forth across the wide floor arm in
arm they enjoyed it silently. The moon
had risen and hung like 8 great globe
of yellow light just beneath a float
ing canopy of filmy clouds. Two
rows of wind-moved elms stretched
ont past the great iron-wrought gates
and between cleaned the white ebert
drive. On a sloping lawn to the left
lay luXuriapt parterres Of flowers di'
versified by well-kept walks, and
smooth plots of grass. Near the cen
ter stood fountain, its sprays gleam'
ing like rain in an April shower
against the dark background of mag
nolia trees. The air which famed
their faces was laden with the per
fume of hyacinth and roses. When
they had walked several minutes in
silence they paused at the window
from which they had reached the YER
anda, and looked in on the players
Mr.. Hardy was dealing the cards and
Capt. Wrinkle was relating some sort
If experience of his own which
seemed to have reused the interest OF
his host.
''Of course" the captain was saying
"the fellows challenge was great sur
prise to me. 1 confess that did drive
against him out of pure devilment, fol
| had heard what an egotistical, pre-