Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1908-06-30
derfully fair little face, and rich mas

When you are quite done staring al
me-" she said, perhaps you will ex-
plain your business in this place. OF
course, 1 can guess it already; only q
body snatcher would come prowling In
to tomb at such an hour"
He doffed his hat and made her q
drawing room bow.
Were I a body snatcher," he an
swered, audaciously," I should seek to
appropriate the living here, and not
the dead. You see, I chanced to be
passing along the road just now, and
this open sepulchre-rather uncommon
to find it open!-attracted my atten-
ticn. I heard some movement inside.
Great Jove! as you emerged from be-
hind those rickety collins you might
have knocked me down with feath-
er"
You must know" she said, with
charming dignity, that these dead
folks are my ancestors. This is the
tomb Of my family. l am a Hillyer.
Perhaps you saw the name on the
stone outsider" 4E
Il did," he replied, gravely. "You
make me feel like a vandal. Doubtless
you were keeping vigil by kindred dust
when I intruded upon you-weeping
over the remains Of your forefathers? =
She broke into a merry laugh.
mo, indeed! They are immensely
old-quite in pieces, one might say.
We have had no burial at the tpmb
since I can remember. To tell the
truth, was watching for my cousin
Bess, and she Is very much alive. We
had been walking together on the road
from Hillyer's Cove, and-you will
think me very childish and silly
mo! mol"
well, 1 ran away, and hid here to
scare Bess. She is a heroine-Aher
courage Is wonderful. I wanted to try
1t little.'
And you frightened me instead.s
yes" she said, sweetly. Il hope you
do not mind?"
Far from It! can never be CRATE
full enough for the accident which has
led me into your presence"
A cloud must have crossed the moon
at that instant, for sudden darkness
fell in the tomb. Rose Hillyer ran to-
ward the door, Andre hurried after,
fearful that she might vanish from his
sight
Stay one moment, Miss Hillyer," he
entreated. Don't leave me like this"
She paused in the entrance, with just
suspicion of hauteur in her air.
You have forgotten to mention
your own name, sir!"
He colored.
Pardon! I am a-Andre Gautier-
vagabond, engaged in cruising along
the Maine coast for pleasure, and
and"-
"Fish?" she suggested.
That's it," he cried, gratefully.
"Squid-menhaden whales anything
that swims in the vasty deep I say,
Miss Hillyer," with boyish vivacity,
this meeting betwixt you and me is a
little queer, is it not?" -
"Ill-omened, l call It,"
mot at ALL Perish the thought! It's
the incest thing I ever heard Of! /
plunge into a hole, full of dust and
dry bones, and find an angel. OF
course, I am instantly reminded Of
some jewel discovered in Pharaoh's
cerement. Fate, am sure, means that
we two shall be something to each 9TH
er, or she would never have thrown us
together in such fashion"
By this time the pair were outside
the vault, and the moon was pouring
upon them a fresh flood of light. In
it's silver radiance they stood, and
gazed into each others eyes; youth
fascinated with youth, beauty with
beauty. Andre had forgotten the
fracas at Berry's grocery, his flight
from thence, and the mates waiting
somewhere for him at that very mo-
ment.
said. II want to impress myself upon
your mind. I want to be friends with
you from this hour. Don't wake to-
morrow, and forget that we ever met. y
With an audacious smile, a bold,
bright glance, he challenged her at
tention. Andre was a handsome fell
low, and capable Of making his way
with any woman
Il will not forget" said Rose Hillyer,
softly.
your hand upon it,"
She put out a dainty little hand,
dimpled like child's. He seized and
carried it to his lips.
II seal the compact SOL" he said.
"Ah, Miss Hillyer, doubtless half tho
men on Cape Desolation are your low
ers?"
She made a little move.
you must not say foolish things to
HE; know very few men on the cape"
Il breathe more freely! Perhaps you
are-may I ask it?-heart- whole"""
She tried to look severe.
|. 81 think you ask strange questions,
Mr.. Gautier'
Call me Andre"
Il have known you about a half
hour"
"A half-hour, or a alf-year-what
does it matter? AS I look at you In
this maddening moonlight something
tells me that 1 was born to be your
slave"
The sound Of fleet steps advancing
along the road interrupted the CONVEX
sation. A voice, sweet and strong as a
bugle. called: "Rose! Rose, where arc
you, Rose?"
Andres companion gave a guilty
start.
"Oh. it is Bess!" she said, land she
will be very angry to find me here
with q stranger"
My dear child all your defunct
grandfathers are by, to play propriety;
how, then. can this cousin feel offend
ed? Is she dangerous? Shall 1 stand
my ground, or fly for dear life?"
Stand your ground!" answered Rose
laughing.
A feminine figure emerged from the