Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1907-12-10
Vera started and looked around.

mysterious voice rose again, but thi
time tragic and passionate, muffie'
somewhat by an intervening partition
yet near and distinct:
"Come from the dead, o my lover, m!
lover!
1 call thee in vain!
Come from thy island grave-over m
hover
Il The vultures Of pain.
Visions Of terror and torment affrigh
Return thou to me!
Gilead hath never balm to deligh
| Parted from thee.
Haste! for the breath Of my life Is
| sigh, love,
In thy remembered death, daily die
| love-
A string snapped-silence succeeded
Vera turned to Peg Patton.
1T seems" she said, dryly, that yol
have something here besides the owls
and the sea to amuse you, after ALL"
Pegs dark face remained perfectly
passive.
1.-The person you heard just now
madam, is a poor demented creature
who lives with me-a very unfortunate
creature. You'd be sorry. for her, In
sure, If you knew her story"
Pray, where do you keep herr" ask
ed Vera, in sprightly voice; "up ths
chimney, or under the foor?"
an neither place. madam, but she 4:
afraid Of strangers, and do not show
her to any one-not even to the wife
of my master"
Hawkstone interposed quickly:
My wife has no desire to intrude or
your private affairs. Peggy. The
storm is now passing-we need moi
trouble you longer. Accept this trife
for your hospitality" and he flung g
handful Of money upon the table.
Vera arose, with wicked little
smile.
Il shall not soon forget this visit
my good woman" she said, "and will
surely come again. There Is nothing
I love so much as a mystery, and 1t is
plain that you harbor one in your In
let house"
The next moment they were in the
saddle, dashing down the forest path
together.
If Vera's curiosity was unsatisfle6
she asked no questions Of her young
husband, and he volunteered no expla.
nations. In silence the two returned
to Tempest Hall.
An extended acquaintance with the
island did not render it any more at
tractive to Mrs. Hawkstone. Daily
there were scenes that made the SER
wants stare. The young wife was ar
incanate firebrand; her lordly mate
possessed a naughty, infiexible temper
so domestic life at the Hall soon be-
came scandalous.
She was in the saddle half her time
dashing across the downs and over the
white beaches-a vision Of beauty that
made the islanders gaze, open-mouthed
No groom could keep pace with her
She often left Hawkstone himself fal
behind She rode recklessly, magnifi-
Gently, up steep hillsides. through tan
gled woods, leaping brawling water
courses and fiyebarred gates.
This seemed to be the only solace
that she found on the island. At first
the young husband looked on with
cold indifference, but after while he
began to eXpostulate.
Vera" he said to her at dinner one
day, ''is it not time for you to turn
your attention to some other matter
than Ali? Your own education, fol
instance"
my education!" she echoed, scorn-
fully. Did you not teach me to read
and write two years ago? And since
that time have not waded through
countless books to please you? Tedi.
Gus work it was, too! Can not ever
execute your national anthem, Yankee
Doodle on the piano and violin ?"-
with a derisive little laugh. Pray
why should l wish for any more &C.
complishments?"
Because you are my wife," he an.
swered, gravely, land it is necessar!
that you should At yourself for youl
new position in life. I know Of NJ
better opportunity than the present
while we are living so quietly here. L
will be an easy matter to call the bes
tutors to our aid, and you will soor
master al THAT it is desirable for yol
to learn. You must see that 1t is NJ
easy task to fill the late Mrs. Hawk
stones place acceptably. You neet
particular preparation for It,"
Her fair face hardened in an un
pleasant way.
II see," she said, sharply, "you art
ashamed Of me, Basil. You dare no
present me to your friends. and so yol
keep me shut up in this island. It's &
pity"-with a sneer-"that you did no
think to send me away to school will
Jetta Ravenel. am your wife, th'
mother of your child. 1t is rather lat
to consign me to tutors, Is 1t not
Your teaching was quite enough 70
me, think In fact Basil''-stampint
her small foot violently-"I decline t.
be educated to suit your friends, 1 de-
cline to be made over after the pat
tern Of your step-mother! l will hav'
no tutors, no study. 1 will be myself
and no other person, now and always.
Pray, be reasonable, Vera! I spok
for your own good, your own happiness
Cannot you see?"
She sprang from her chair, seized tn
thing nearest to her hand-a carafe o
-water-and hurled it at him acros
the table.
Il am myself; shall always remain
myself" she cried, and swept out o
the room, and up the stair to he
own chamber
!, The young husband did not follow
her. All this day and the next sh
remained alone, in a fit Of obdurat
sulks.
Mon Dieu!" sighed her French mali