Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-06-08

"If you love me, speak Of some 9th
er matters. Tell me about Jaers hidin
place. And does Sergia Pole yet know?
He changed countenance at tn
name.
"Jael is hiding at the mills; but thi
is a secret which We must faithful.
keep for the present. The girl Is Il
fear Of her life. There Is some mys
terry about her that have not yet faith
omed. AS for Miss Pole, all inter
course Is over betwixt Wolfsden ant
this house; but when / heard OF he
illness I hastened to write my regret
and best wishes. 1t was very weak ant
foolish of me-" drawing his breatl
heavily "for she answered not
word"
"Graham!"
With the intuition Of my sex, hat
guessed his secret! We were standing
in the library-window, with the warn
moonlight upon us. Outside, the wind
murmured in the pear trees, and tn
pigeons cooed. Impulsively flung m!
arms around my new-found brother
How could Sergia repulse this true, no
BILE heart? He understood my unspok
en- sympathy, and he bent and kissed
me, murmuring words like these:
Gift from God-sent to me in th'
darkest hour of my life! henceforth W.
H.. 60, aooh nfharID
The lunch bell rang. 1 sat down t.
table with Graham.
My sudden temperance in the hous'
the news Of my close relationship Il
Mr.. Vivian, were greeted with homes
10y by the housekeeper and servants
all seemed to beam welcome and con
graduation upon me. I wondered tina
the people Of Francis Heron's house
hold should manifest SO much kint
feeling for one who had contributed
nothing to their happiness, or that O
their master.
When lunch was over, Bruce appear
ed in the porch, anxious to speak witt
Graham. I arose. A door opened from
the sunny, old-fashioned room into TIT
garden. 1 stepped down upon the gra'
vel-walk, and involuntarily my fee
turned at once toward the old boun'
dary WALL In spite Of the horror which
I now felt for the house where l hat
suffered such unspeakable things, m!
burning desire to see Sergia nigh
have led me past the barrier. But as
approached it, an obstacle loomed W
in the way-a man-nonchalantly sit.
ting astride the little gate, and staring
over into the Heroncroft garden. HI
doffed his hat at sight Of me.
Your servant, MISS" said Mr.. Bag
ley, with a grin. And I'm right glat
to see you again! Bless my eyes! i
1 wasn't just wondering whether Of
not you'd cut away from Heroncrof
for good?"
The fellows audacity brought me t.
an astonishing pause.
What are you doing here, sir?"
asked, sharply.
"A-meditating on the vicissitoods o.
this mortal life," replied Mr.. Bagley
with solemnity: land the queerness O
bride that spends her honeymoon
solitary, and with the distance of
whole county betwixt her and her hus
band. Since l saw you at the Nest
miss, you've bloomed into an heiress
hear, with heaps Of brass. What II
like to ask is: Have you found then
missing papers yet?"
It flashed upon me that he was set
ting some trap for Jael. To confess
that l had obtained possession Of th'
papers would be equal to acknowledg
ing she was found. looked straigh
in his cunning eyes, and answered:
THE papers have ceased to be o
value, sir. / must request you not t
trouble yourself further about them"
How sharp you are. miss" said MI
Bagley, airily. Francis Heron is TAX
ing his wedding tower alone, eh? In
blessed IL he hasn't shown the whit
feather at last-fiung up the game
and lighted out to sell the mill at an!
price-all because he finds the Black
birds too many for him."
The indignant blood famed in m.
face.
You are wrong!" I answered, vehe
mently. "Mr. Heron Is not leayinl
Black River because Of the Blackbird
he is no coward, as you, sir, hav
good cause to know-he would neve
fly from an enemy inferior to himself.
Mr.. Bagley laughed.
by my soul, you're fond Of him. af
ter all! What, then, may the mo
tives of your precious lord and maste
be in leaving his friends forlorn an
forsaken like?"
II decline to talk with you further
sir" said, turning straight away.
He swung himself off the gate, drop
ping down on the Wolfsden side Of tn
boundary.
well, Heron needn't go and troubl
himself to dispose Of the mills! h
cried. They'll be taken care Of, soor
and without bother"
And he kissed his coarse hand to me
plunged into the pine-wood and disap
peared.
After that I did not attempt to pro
ceed further in the direction Of VOLTS
den, but turned back to the house
Graham was waiting on the lawn. w
still had many, many things to say t
each other. The hours flew only to
quickly. AS the long shadows began t
fall in the garden, drew out m
watch.
Twill you not return to town wit
me, Graham?" pleaded. II want yo
to be my guest. l have some right
you, have l not? If we part now,
shall think that have only dreame
all this great joy"
He smiled.
Il much as I would like to acceI
your hospitality. little sister. I cannc
desert my post in Heron's absence-h
left me in charge of his affairs whe
he went away. Don't go back to tow