Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-05-28


body had mentioned the name Of Gra-
ham Vivian to Sergia. By this time he
was probably on the sea, sailing away
to Africa. Her heart throbbed with a
sudden, sharp, miserable pain. She
would never see him more, and what
must he think of her? Oh! to live
over again that one hour on the river!
But it is not given to weak, perverse
mortals to so rectify the mistakes Of
life. Spoken words come not back, nor
lost opportunities. We are forced to
abide by our blunders and follies. Ser
gia leaned wearily against the little
boundary gate. BY this time her limbs
were growing weak.
81 loved him all the time!" she muir
INJURED to the warm noon light, and the
wind that kissed her white cheek; Il
love him now-I shall love him always;
and while he lives, he will think Of me
only as a shallow, despicable fiirt, who
led him on to make love, for the sole
purpose of mocking and Geriding him.
With tagging step she entered the
grounds Of Heroncroft. No living thing
was in sight. She tOiled on toward the
house. AS usual, the pigeons were COO
ing on the steep roof, and the sunshine
streamed hot and golden over the green
lawns and the tidy garden walks. Ser
gia stepped into the porch, and was just
extending a hand to the bell, when she
heard a murmur of voices near-very
near-in fact, from the open easement
of Heron's library, where Jael had re-
vealed Joe Bagleys plan to rob the
strong box. Sergia, hidden behind the
vines, started, listened-trembled; then
she parted the tendrils of rose and
woodbine with one hand, and peered
fearfully through.
Had illness turned her brain ?-could
she believe her own senses? In the
open square of the window, in the
broad light Of noon, stood a man and
woman their arms around each other,
the head of the latter on her compan-
ions bosom, her soft, fearful eyes up
lifted fondly to his own.
Stiff and cold with horror, Sergia
gazed The solid earth seemed slip
ping from under her feet, she could not
cry out, she could not move. The man
bent and kissed the exquisite face
against his breast.
"Darling!" Sergia distinctly heard
him say-"gift from God-sent to me
at the darkest hour Of my life! hence
forth we will live for each other!"
The first person to discover Sergia's
absence was Miss Carbury. She went
up to the girls chamber, and found the
door standing wide open-her charge
had vanished.
In great CONSERVATION, she started to
descend the stair and alarm the colonel;
but before she could take dozen steps,
she was seized from behind and held
fast.
Make no outcry!" said the voice
Mrs. Steele in her ear. Miss Pole Is IN
the garden-I saw her go down-no
harm will come to her there"
For once Miss Carbury was not OBJ
tuse.
"If you saw her, Mrs. Steele, why did
you not call Colonel Rivers? You know
he will be furious. More than likely she
has gone on to Heroncroft- Oh! oh!
Release my dress-you must be mad!'
Mrs. Steele pressed a hand roughly
over the others mouth.
Yes, she has gone to Heroncrott,
she whispered, eXultantly. by THIS
time the mischief Is done! You shall
not call Colonel Rivers. His plans are
wrecked. Hush! Every moment that
l can hold you here makes assurance
doubly sure Idiot! your eyes are as
blind as n bats. You listen to him, and
believe all that he says. He twists you
round his finger like a thread
She tried to push Miss Carbury back
up the stairs. There was a smart strug-
gle; then the elder woman freed her
mouth from the others hand, and gave
vent to sharp scream.
Colonel Rivers! run for Sergia. She
has gone to Heroncroft. And oh, help!