Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1908-04-21
cIung to nor lived by-all were gone.

splintering planks was still sounding
in her ears.
Her first thought was a shipwreck
land of the near presence of death II
an awful form.
And then, there arose such shril
cry of despair and horror and anguish
from the backness outside the vesse
the nights domain of sea and storm
as she had never supposed the human
voice to be capable Of.
And in an instant she knew it all
knew it before the pitiful cry for hell
had died into the silence which seem
ed so utter and awful in spite of the
roar of the winds and waters and the
hoarse commands on the Pond Lily;
she knew it all-they had only rur
over small vessel, only run over II
and cut it in two; the Pond Lily was
uninjured, she had only sent the small
er craft to the bottom
Only!
What an awful word! What q
thoughtless and heartless word to use
at such time and under such circum-
stances.
But Lurline Bannottie used it!
| beg the reader to remember that the
word was not mine.
Lurlinc Bannottie had had q bad
dream-bad for her. She had had q
strange awakening-even for her.
She met the captain just at the head
of the stairs. under the light of the
lamp there, she coming from one di-
rection and he from another. She had
never seen him so pale before: per-
haps he was of a slower nature than
she, and took longer to recover from
shock. She had her color in her face
now, and the smile on her cheeks and
| lips and in her wonderful eyes. Per-
haps she had not lost them at all, not
even in the moment of awakening.
MY God, Miss Bannottie!" cried the
captain; you here? Did you see?
Did you hear?"
Il heard. l saw nothing. Was there
anything to see?"
She had laid her hand upon his arm
as she spoke.
For just moment, yes. The YES
sci was evidently cut squarely In two
There is no help for the poor fellows
unless we can pick them up"
But our engines have not stopped
yet"
mo: and there's something wrong
about giving orders from above.
must go below and have the vessel
stopped, and" shaking her light hand
from his arm, you must not hinder
me-"
He tried to shake off her hand again
She clasped him more tightly still
She laid her other hand beside the
first one.
DO you not know, Captain Dennis,
she said, and her voice was so low that
he had to bend his head to catch her
words, that it is utterly useless to
get out the boats now?"
He looked down into her face. A
passionate sigh shook him. For a
moment he hesitated. Then he turned
back from the stairs.
II believe it is" he said.
Perhaps it was useless. l hope that
he thought so. l know she didn't.
1t was not quite twelve, the next
day, when Captain Dennis walked
down from his vessel with Miss Ban
hottie, and found her carriage.
She gave her order to the driver. He
took her hand for moment. He lift
ed his cap.
Farewell, Miss Bannottie," he said;
farewell until we shall meet again"
Call on me in Denver, captain,
she said. gayly; Il shall always be glad
to see you"
And so they parted. And so she
had her own way. as she rarely failed
to have it.
She rode to the place she had men
toned TO the driver She paid and dis
missed him. She walked just one
block She waited just long enough
to be sure that neither Captain Den
mis- nor any of her companions of the
voyage had followed her-though why
she should imagine that these loyal and
trusting fellows. so far as she was
concerned. should do so, l cannot tell
Then she found herself another car
riage. with another driver, crossed at
the proper ferry, drove far enough
| from New York city to Daffle any
questions or Investigations which
might be made in or near that city
and took the necessary train for the
point she had in view. paying her fare
from a Thousand ticket instead
of buying ticket for the trip.
Farewell, young man, nameless to
me. who are doomed to the miSeries OF
memory and the horrors of hope fol
Lmine Bannottie's sake. l wish you
well. | pity you. Farewell
And you, Captain Dennis. good-by
You go out of my story with my wishes
that you may do better, think better
be better You have my pity. Go
You have not played part to be proud
of. You should find shame and sor-
row in your soul for what you have
done. Search for Lurline BannOttie
YOU will not find her. Pray, but OF
what avail are the proud prayers OF
the wicked? You will never see Lur-
lime Bannottie again, until you stand
together before the Judge of all in the
Last Day. And, Captain Dennis
though you may not guess it, though
your weak humanity may protest
against il, if there is one thing, more
than another, for which you should
thank God every morning and evening
| it is that Lurine Bannottie never
crossed your path in life but once.
To be Continued.
RARE-There lives in Evanston {
little girl who was taken recently OF
a trip to the Pacific coast. While 60
ing and coming through the Rocky
Mountni,, rapiOn che hea rd a good lc2