Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-07-16
CHAPTER X.
The High Headed Woman.

and was surprised to see his fall
neighbor engaged in gathering ar
armful Of roses. He stopped. Un'
consciously he raised his hat and die
not replace it. He wondered IL she
would look at him; but she did not
Presently he grew bolder and cleared
his throat to speak; but he found NJ
opportunity to do so. Uncovered ne
stood there and looked at her, as one
might gaze upon a rare painting by
an old master. How Queenly she
looked amid the flowers! For many
minutes he watched her in silence
then he saw her turn and sauntel
back toward the stone house among
the trees. AS she reached the We.
randa she threw down the roses and
as IL urged by a sudden impulse
turned about deliberately and looked
full upon him. He made no sign
but a strange trembling seized him
as he saw her again walking toward
him.
governor" she said, coming close
to the dividing wall, 81 want to thank
you for sending your soldiers away
from my plantation at Gum Springs. y
"You needn't" he replied, with an
effort to appear unconcerned. II had
to keep them somewhere, it didn't
matter much where. I'm glad to have
been of service to you"
Are Eotrhnrn hnwaH .RpSidpc ~
he hastily added, as he saw her turn
to leave, 81 promised you 1 would"
Mrs. Fairburn stopped. II am glad
you have redeemed one promise, y
she said. with an emphasis upon the
word "one," which the Carpetbagger
did not fail 20 notice.
why 'one'?" he asked.
"You promised me you would look
into the case of that Francis boy.
Mrs. Fairburn replied, quietly. Have
you done SOP"
The Governor WINGED. I'm going
to-" he said, earnestly. II give you
my world will"
Thank you"
But you don't believe me, do you?'
"I shall be pleased to give you full
credit for every creditable thing you
do"
Thank you," exclaimed the Car
petbagger, ironically, "but I am moi
certain that ever do anything OF
that sort"
You might"
What good would it do?"
1T would do you good. No kindly
act is ever lost, no matter whether
the world knows it or not"
That's what they used to say tc
me in Sunday school good many
years ago."
you haven't heard it there lately
have you?"
No. Why should go to church
To hear myself abused? They all dc
it,"
Not ALL I heard a fine sermon
this morning in which you figured a:
a central character, and you were not
abused, either"
Indeed? Then the millennium
must be at hand. Who did it?"
"Dr. Williams. He told us the re.
suit Of his intercession with you tc
close a certain gambling house that
had ruined his brothers home"
His brother?"
"Yes. Didn't you know?"
NO; but 1t would have made nc
difference. What was the text?"
"'Can there any good thing come
out of Nazareth?'"
"Um! What do you think about
that question:"
1T was answered eighteen hun
dred years ago."
Her voice was low and as sweet a:
the music Of mountain brook. The
Governor was deeply moved and hi:
face betrayed the emotion he felt
Mrs. Fairburn was quick to see the
effect of her words and deemed it &
good time to drive home another
truth.
II suppose you will have to worl
HO" loi Gil yOui oOiNASiS, S4AS S~@1N.
THE election is almost here"
why do you think that?" asked
the Governor, abruptly. She tool
from her hair a bright red ribbor
and held it up. Can you read this?'
she asked.
Not from this distance" he re
piled. But 1 can guess what there
is on it. Who does the counting?
They say you intend to surround
every voting place with a corporal:
guard"
do they? How do they know?'
You don't deny it. Governor
would not such a thing be a mon
strous outrage upon our people"
The ballot boxes must be protect
ed against rioting and disorder"
IF the result is already known
Why hold any election at all? If yo'
decide the election, why should anyon
else take the trouble to vote? Shoul'
not the majority rule?"
There was an earnestness in he
voice that the Carpetbagger did no
like. He laughed, uneasily "Well
/ don't know about that" he said
with forced attempt at pleasantly
IF the majority always ruled, tn
mosquitoes would govern New Jer
sey."
In spite of her seriousness the wi
ing that her reserve had been bro
ken, followed up his advantage. Th
spirit Of the peaceful, restful Sabbatl
day, he remarked, could not hav
been better exemplified than by
negro whom he had seen down tn
street, lying on a box, his face to tn
sun, his eyes closed, and an indolen
tune oozing from his lips Mrs. Fair
burn laughed at his description o
the fellow-the conceit of an indolen
tune oozing from the negro's lips wa
odd.
You seem to like flowers, n
added, brusquely.
WEnN.