Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1908-12-04

TO what he ought to say to me. Out ol
the fullness of the heart the mouth may
speak, but out Of the hearts fullness
there also flows a silence.
Bill" he said, reaching over and
turning down the light which I had
left brightly burning, Il killed snake
today that I reckon must be six fee
long. Came crawling across the field
as if he had important business ovel
in the woods, but he didn't get there
Ever kill many big snakes"
Not very many" 1 answered, "bu
l am we'll acquainted with them, and
have been bitten by a big snake thai
lies coiled about the universe, striking
at heart whenever he sees it."
He got up, blew ont the low blaze
of the lamp, and sat down on his owr
bed, l could tell from the creaking OF
the stats; and after time he said
something about the gridiron on which
a man was compelled to wallow. Or
dinarily would have laughed, hot ash
es on the father and hot Goals under
the son, but now sighed deeply.
Bill. you know, the other day I said
that there was something in my favor
an outgrowth Of my sisters education
A family union, don't you see? But
had no idea when l said 1t that this very
thing would put the fire under man
that has stood by me- I'm awfully sor-
ry that things had to be shaped that
way. You know what I mean; father
told you all about It, Is it bad, Bill?
won't say a word about it and the old
folks don't suspect a thing, but do you
love her much? Tell me just as If she
wasn't any kin to me-"
Did the martyrs who stood In the
fire love their God?" I asked.
He sighed "She's got your Bill. The
time has been so short that / didn't
think it could be so bad, but love
doesn't look at the clock nor keep a
calendar. Are you going to try to keep
on living, Bill?"
"Yes, I'm going to study law when
get through with this school, and I'm
going to make the law Of divorce a
speciality. If can't do may undo; I'm
going to be a wolf, and whenever l see
a man aiming a gun at another man.
I'm not going to catch the hammers
Why, Yesterday my heart was tender
because it thought to please her. Dis
cretion! I've got no discretion. I'm a
brute. l murdered an innocent rabbit
IN nv way to your home-killed 1t just
because could; and what man Is as
innocent as a rabbit? Yes, ALI, l am
going to live"
But you won't hate Guinea, Will
you? She couldn't help It,"
ooh, I couldn't hate her. No, won't
hate her; I'm gCing to stand by, ready
to give her my life whenever I think
she needs it."
And thus we talked, senseless Great
ures, signing in the dark. But so 1t is
with human life everywhere-a foolish
chatter and in. the dark a signing.
Several days passed and yet we were
not summoned to appear at court. did
not avoid Guinea, neither did I seek
her. But often we were together, some
times alone, on the oak bench under
the tree, at the spring, on the old and
smooth rock at the brink Of the ra-
vine: and her smile none the less
bright. was warmer with sympathy. A
Sunday had gone by and Alf had seen
Millie, but she was riding to church
with Dan Stuart.
One evening Parker sent us word to
be in Purdy early the next day. And at
dawn the next morning the blackboard
stood ready for the journey. Mrs.
Juckln had worked nearly the night
through. baking bread and roasting
chickens to tide us over the trip. ALI
complained at the load we were expect
ed to carry and this grieved her you
know there's nothin' f1tten to eat
there" she said. You know that Lum
Smith stayed there three days year be-
fore last and come home and was SICK
for a month. Mr. Hawes, I appeal to
you-make him take It,"
And off we drove with our bread and
roasted chickens. The women stood on
the step and shouted at US, and we
waved our hands at them as we turned
q bend In the road. Ours was an I'M
portant journey, and many Of the
neighbors came out as we passed along
and cried words Of encouragement. On
a HILTON we heard the gallop OF a
horse. and out Of lane dashed a girl
Millie. She smiled at us, nodded as her
horse jumped, and gave us CLEAN OF
her white hand as she sped off down
into the woods.
They tell us that the Savior rode an
ass" said Alf, but we have seen heaV-
Ell gallop by on horse" He stood up
and gazed toward the woods. Our
horse gradually came to standstill'
but Alf stood there, gazing, shading his
eyes with his hand. 1T amt the sun
that dazzles," he said. It's her smile
She'll make poet Of you, ALI.
She could do more than that; she
could make a man Of me-"
don't know of a more dingy and des-
olate looking town than Purdy. The
houses are old, and the streets are rut-
ted. The court house, in the center OF
the square-my temple of fame-is
mean and in-streaked. And this Is
what saw at a glance: An enormous
wooden watch. with it's paint cracking
off. hanging in front of a jewelers.;
the mortar and pestle Of a druggist on
top of a post; a brick Jail, with pale
face at the bars; lawyers signs; doc
tors signs; livery stable, with a ne
gro in front, pouring water on the
wheels of a buggy; a red-looking ne
gro, with a string Of shuck horse COL
lars; a dog in front of the court house
shifting at hog; the tavern, with lts
bell outside on a pole; men pitching
horse shoes in the shade; woman
with her arms on a gate; girl trying
to pull a dirty child into yard; a
man in front Of store stuffing straw
into a box: horses tied to racks about
the square; men lolling about the court