Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1908-10-09

tort, however, was futile.
After a little while his mind was
made up. He determined to become
the teacher of this woman, whom he
did not now disguise from himself
that he intensely loved He spent
hours each day in her society, playing
downright pedagogue after the most
dogged fashion-though, ah, what la
bors of love be found his new labors
to be!
More than three years passed away,
during which his charge, making ad-
mirable progress under his re-educat-
ing hands, continued to occupy these
same quiet Liverpool quarters. Flashes
of what would have seemed In a child
intuition again and again lit far on
in advance for her, so to speak, the
dark paths of study.
Julian easily recognized in these
phenomena the struggles Of paralyzed
memory with it's own numb torpor.
Her progress was brilliantly rapid. At
the end of three years she had re-
amassed a marvellous amount. And at
the end Of three years she became Ju-
liam Beeker's wife.
He married her under the name OF
Clara Butler, adhering to the old ini-
tials. Her consent to marry him may
hardly be said to have ever taken place.
Like Julian's asking Of her hand, it
quietly evolved itself from previous
events. A little while after the we'd
ding they went to Paris.
In this gay capital Julian met a
number of old acquaintances. One or
two references to his shipwreck were
made by those who remembered to
have seen his name among the list Of
the few survivors, and on such occa-
sions Julian usually found himself the
prey of an overmastering embarrass-
ment. But most of his old friends
either failed to remember an event
which must seem to the average Amer
ican mind so remotely of the past as
one occurring three years ago, or else
they were well-bred enough quite to
abstain from unpleasant and perhaps
narrowing references.
More than one person, however, told
Julian that he had greatly changed
since last seen. Doubtless many re-
membered the burnt vessel, and laid
DR.. Bleeker's somewhat hardened and
deeper-lined face to its ugly account
But was it not true that the burnt YES
sci had nothing more than an indirect
sort of connection with any change in
Julian's looks? When man of SEN
sitive moral perceptions finds himself
placed in the way of strong tempta-
ton. yields to such temptation, STILES
the voice Of honest duty, and patches
up a feeble enough sort of truce with
his sense of social justice, no doubt
he is sometimes apt to bring forth
from the struggle a few facial scars.
Perhaps Julian's altered appearance
may be thus explained.
The idea Of going out into the Amer
ican society of Paris was repellent to
him. but he found himself dragged,
nOlenS vOlens, into a certain merry
vortex OF course his wife was drag
ged with him. People who had known
him as the popular, almost famous,
physician. a few years ago, insisted
upon counting him now.
They called upon him. and if denied
the first time, they called again. Some
one had caught a glimpse of Mrs.
Bleeker's lovely face, and curiosity be-
came rampant to know more about
the doctors mysterious spouse 1t
was of no avail. Julian could not shut
his doors against his own past-at
least not here in Paris. He was filled
with miserable feeling, like guilty
fright, when he saw his wife among
these people. being talked to. fattered
and asked questions.
Fortunately, he had had time to
instruct her as regarded meeting, on
certain points, the curiosity Of his per-
secutOrs; but he felt that in very lit
tie while her sad secret could be dis
covered
Already, once or twice, he had seen
her wear. when in company, the plant-
i've helpless, half distraught lOOl: that
now and then crossed her face: and
already, too. he was sure that vague
whisper of her "queerness" had begun
to circulate among those who sought
her society.
To he Continued