Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1908-08-04

apart.
DO you want to know? 1t was 1.
lie dared to lift his eyes to me, and
he deserved the fate that overlook him.
l was glad when heard he was dead"
What! so hard of hearth" said
hume, with forced lightness. "a Wo-
man, especially one Of your tender
years, ought to pity, not condemn, a
man grown desperate with love for
herself"
Il rejoiced when knew that he had
destroyed his own life," she repeated,
with cold deliberation. Il do not care
to say more-you may think me hard,
if you like"
"Ah," said Hume, smiling. Il per-
ceive that you have wrought mischief
in YOUR short day. That poor wretch,
Grant, probably looked on you, loved
you, and went mad"
She nodded.
II wish he had drowned himself
sooner" she muttered through her lit
tie white teeth.
Hume rowed on silently for space.
The shore was receding fast. Some
subtle change began to appear in the
atmosphere and on the rim of the hor-
izon. But the two were not weather
wise, and they observed nothing. Rose,
absorbed in thought, sat studying the
lean, dark face of her companion with
interest.
And so you go tomorrow" she
began. ~ want to tell you what
have discovered, Mr.. Hume. You have
been at the cape for more than two
weeks, and at the cove every day, but
neither my beauty, nor that of Bess,
which is far more imposing than mine,
has made the smallest impression upon
you"
He looked amused.
Are you sure?"
Yes, Of course, you admire us lit
tle-everybody does. But we have
given you no serious disturbance"
You foolish child" cried Hume,
laughing in spite of himself; "do you
expect me to jump into the harbor like
that mad fisherman of whom we were
talking just now?'
NO, indeed" with a gleam Of mis-
chief in her soft eyes; II simply want
10 say that think you brought some
woman's face with you to Cape Desc
lation, Mr.. Hume. You consider Bess
and me handsome, but we are not your
style-neither of us reach to the stand
ard which you have set up
He colored. Who would have thought
that this little, unsophisticated Great
ure could see so far?"
What vain child You are!" he said,
loosely; expecting every man you
meet to fall at your feet
"Ah. you do not deny it," clapping
her hands. You are not heart-whole,
Mr.. Hume! have watched you close
ly for many days, and I feel quite
sure"
He bit his lip.
"Is it not little foolish for you, An
dy Gaffs wife, to talk like this? If you
were wise"-
Don't hesitate-your severity Is
quite pardonable! If l were wise l
should not be thinking Of my beauty, or
the impression it makes upon men!-I
is that what you would say Why, 1t
is the only precious thing left to me,
YOU know! like to study it's effect
l like to take the measure Of my own
power. Nothing that have said need
Natter your vanity, Mr.. Hume. I have
never tried to be at my best with you
no, never!"
Quite true"-he began to say: then
paused, and cried out in a startled
voice: Look! what Is this?"
The fishing fieet-the distant horizon
the sun in heaven--all were gone to-
gether heavy Opaque fog had rolled
in from sea, swift and stealthy. They
were enveloped in its cold clammy en-
brace, as in a blanket-lost-cut off in
a moment from the world Of the living
from all surrounding objects. They
could hardly discern each others faces.
do you not recognize the Cape Des-
olation fOg?" said Rose. You shot
Bess in it. you know, though you stood
on solid earth then, and now we are
at the mercy of the sea. Never mind.
1t has a curious way Of dropping upon
the unwary. anywhere, everywhere,
swift as lightning. A breath of wind
will lift it, Let us wait"
But no wind came, and the volume
of vapor grew dense, overwhelming. 1t
clung in powdery particles to their gar
ments, filled their throats, crystallized
in tiny needle points on their faces
pressed down upon them, billow upon
billow.
"Oh. turn back" gasped Rose, with
chattering teeth. "A fog at sea is dread
full. I am freezing. Give me an oar,
Mr.. Hume. l can help a little. 1 am
strong"
There was a quiver Of genuine terror
in her voice.
Hold up" he said. bravely. You
are cold. poor child. for you have no
shawl or Jacket. Very well; take the
oars one half-moment. till l can make
YOU more comfortable" And he prompt
" stripped off his own coat. and tried
10 fasten it about her shoulders. In
the act, did he unconsciously jostle the
girls arm. or was it all the result Of
the nervous fear. which had taken pos
session Of her?
One oar slipped suddenly from her
hand. Hume sprang to regain it; but
2 wave. swifter than himself, swept 1t
ont of reach He snatched the other
from Rose. and leaning over the boats
side. strove by its aid to secure the lost
hickory. In his anxiety he Overreached
the mark. Making a desperate lunge,
as the blade drifted by the second oar
slipped likewise. and both vanished be-
vond his grasp. Hume and Andy
Gaff's fair wife were adrift at sea. in
the midst Of a dense fog, and in an
oarless boat!
I'VE are lost" cried Rose.
BE calm" implored Hume. Il am
going to swim for them. 1t Is our only
hope. Sit quietly in the boat, and wait