Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1908-11-27

"A return of prosperity" he said
gathering up his bride rein, "a fine re-
turn, indeed About another such a
return and this Internal world won't
be fit to live in. l wish you good
morning, sir"
That very day there came to school,
the sullen-looking boy whom 1 had
seen in the tobacco patch. l asked him
his name and he answered that he had
forgotten to bring it with him. Per
haps," said /, "it would be we'll to &c
back and get it,"
IF you want it wus'n I do I reckon
you better go after it,"
This set the children to laughing
My humiliation was begun.
II understand why you have come
said l, "and 1 must tell you that you
must obey the rules if you stay here,
What is your name?"
"Gibblits," he answered. The chill
dren laughed and he stood regarding
me with leer lurking in the corners
of his evil-looking mouth.
"All right, Mr.. Gibblits, where are
your books?" He grinned at me and
answered: "Ain't got none"
well, sit down over there and I'll at
tend to you after a while"
Wont set down and won't be at
tended to-"
"Well, then, I'll attend to you right
now" l grabbed him by the collar,
jerked him to me and boxed his jaws.
He ran out bowling when turned him
loose, and for a time he stood off in
the woods. throwing stones at the
house The war was begun. And
expected to encounter the Aimes
forces on my way home, but saw moth
ing of them as 1 passed within sight of
the house. 1 hoped to see a look of
sweet alarm on Guinea's face, when
should tell her of the danger that
threatened me, and there was sweet
ness in her countenance when l told
her, though not a look Of alarm, but
a smile Of amusement. Was it that
she felt no interest in me? The other
members of the family were much con-
cerned, but that was no recompense
for the girls apparent Indifference.
The old man snorted. Mrs. Jucklin was
so wrought upon that she strove to
prepare me a soothing dish at supper,
but Guinea remained undisturbed. I
could not help but speak to ALI about
it when We had gone up to our room.
"Oh, you never can tell anything about
her" he said. ITS not because she
isn't scared, but because she hates to
show thing Of that sort. I'm mighty
sorry it has come about. But there's
only one way Outright out if they
jump on you. I don't know how soon
they intend to do anything, but I'll
nose around and come over to the
school this evening if hear anything.
Don't let it worry you; just put it down
as thing that couldn't be helped"
1t did not worry me-the fact that I
might be on the verge Of serious trou-
BILE, did not; but the thought Of GUM
eas careless smile lay cold upon my
heart, and all night l was restless
under it. Anod when / went down
stairs at dawn 1 met her in the pas
sage way, carrying a light. She look
ed at me, shielding the light with her
hand to keep the breeze from blowing
it out, and smiled, and in her smile
there was no GOODNESS, and yet there
was naught to show me that she had
passed an anxious night. All, love, we
demand that you shall not only be
happy, but miserable at our wish. We
would dim your eye when our own is
blurred; we would smother your
heart when our own is heavy, and
would piece it with pain. Upon her
children this old world has poured the
wisdom Of her gathered ages, and could
we look from another sphere we might
see the minds of great men tWinkling
like the stars, but the human heart is
yet unschooled, yet has no range OF
vision. but chokes and sobs in its own
emotion, as it did when the first poet
stood upon a hill and cried aloud to an
unknown God.
Away across the valley and over the
hills the peeping sun was glaring
scollop when I came out to take my
course through the woods toward the
school. l knew that the girl stood in
the door behind me- Alf and the old
man were already in the field; / could
hear them talking to their horses; and
Mrs. Jucklin was up stairs-Guinea and
l were alone. 1 turned and looked at
her and again she smiled.
"The world seems to be holding its
breath. waiting for something to hap
pen," she said. ITO me it always ap-
pears so when there is lull in the air
Just at sunrise"
What a fanciful little creature you
are" replied.
Little! Oh, you mustn't call me lit
tie. I'm taller than mother. l don't
want to be little although it is more
appealing. want to be commanding.
But what can be more commanding
than an appeal?" 1 asked.
Yes. when the appeal is pitiful, but
| don't want any one to pity me-" she
said laughing. You big folks have
such a patronizing way. You don't
look we'll this morning, Mr.. Hawes. Is
it because you have been worrying
over those wretched Aimes boys?
Won't you please forgive me?" she
quickly added. II don't know why
said that. for ought to know that
YOU are not afraid Of them"
Il didn't sleep very WELL" l answer
ed. but l was not thinking Of the
Aimes boys. Shall tell you what wor-
red me?"
Yes, surely"
1T may require almost an unwar-
ranted frankness on my part but l Will
tell you. 1t seemed to me that
I hesitated. go on" she said. We'll
it seemed that you were strangely un-
concerned when l told you that was
likely to have trouble with those peo-
pie"
She stood with her head resting