Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-03-23
CHAPTER v.
Hazel Speaks.

and myself were the sole mourners a
her grave.
The shooting of the tenant OF Lake
Cottage by an unknown man was de-
nounced in the newspapers OF the Gay
as one of the most cowardly, cold
blooded murders on record.
The assassin had made good his es'
cane as soon as the deed was done; pu'
the local authorities offered rewards
for his apprehension, and for inrorma'
ton concerning woman with yeilo"
ewes and prominent chin, who was
Thought to know something OF the
shocking and mysterious affair.
These efforts in the cause OF justice
however, bore no fruit. The man VINO
had killed my mother, and the woman
who had warned her of her approach
ing doom, were nowhere to be founo.
IAN the police in the country won
catch 'em-the snake!" soopeo fa''
ty.
"Rut some day, I-even I-may prlne
them to punishment, Patty" l cried.
"Oh, hush, child" groaned Aunt he
lena. God forbid that your mother
enemies should ever cross your patf
again! My poor Hazel, you cannon
bons to ayenge this dreadful deed"
II was a wretched time, and the
things of the future were hidden IRON
nv gaze. I could not foresee the
strange ways by which I was destined
to go to find my mothers slayer, SO
hid my face in Aunt Helena's faitntu
bosom, and said no more.
When the burial was over, paoe
farewell to Patty, and went away
with the last friend left to me.
81 am going to place you at school
Hazel" she said. You are lazy o9
birth; you must be educated ike one
While I live, you will be my charge.
shall supply all your needs, and write
to you constantly. Forget your grle'
as soon as you can. Young compan-
ions. new scenes, new occupations, vii
help you to that end"
There was a railway journey maoe
in a whistling rain, and the gray gloom
of Autumn tempest and then 1 saio
goodbye to Aunt Ferrers in the par
lor OF Nine. Lelands Fashionable
School for Young Ladies. with the
apathy Of one who has no further ca
pacity for suffering. The school was
IN he nv home till should reach wo-
manhood.
Madame was used to homesick or
phan girls in black frocks. She car
ried me to her own sitting-room, pu'
me down in an arm chair before a jo-
vial fire, and sent a tidy maid to regale
me with toast and tea. The pupils
were still at their lessons In the class
room|I could hear the distant mur-
muir of voices mingling with the lasf
of rain against the windows. A dis
NAL, dreary twilight was coming In.
sat for a space looking into the fire
nursing my grief in silence. Then
curled myself up in that capacious
chair and shook 1t with my sobs. lr
the midst of this outbreak a dooi
creaked. a step crossed the floor,
clear, lark-like voice exclaimed:
"Oh, you poor little thing!"
And I lifted my wet eyes, and saw
beside my chair a girl somewhat Older
than myself-blonde, yellow-haired
with a world Of sympathy and com
passion in her splendid violet eyes.
She burst upon me like a meteor.
was dazzled by her beauty, and before
she had spoken word loved her.
My name is Sergia Pole" she said
Mime. Deland sent me to make youl
acquaintance. Ny mother died at m!
birth, and papa lives abroad-he is al
invalid, and passes his time mostly a.
the German Spas. So, you see, l an
almost as forlorn as yourself"
There was nothing forlorn in her ap'
pearance. She looked strong, superb
magnetic. She was like a sudden burs
of sunshine on the night Of my GRIEF.
You must not cry any more" sh'
said, squeezing her lovely body int
the arm chair by my side, and wipint
away my tears with her own handker
chief. Our hands met and clasped
When papa brought me here, befor'
he went abroad, was sure my hear
would break, but soon forgot my sor
row-you will forget yours-in time
you know"
Never" 1 protested; mine is TOT
dreadful"
The fair young philosopher looked
deeply pitying.
Nine. Deland told me that you
mamma had met with a sudden ant
violent death. She said / must no
speak of it among the pupils. I will
not-I will try to help you to be hap
DIV here. The house is full Of girls
big and little, dull and bright, spite
full and lovable, plain and pretty, bu
all very select" smiling and showing
her dazzling teeth. Madame Is care
full that none other shall find entranc
here-blue blood is the open sesame
to her doors. She says you are tn
granddaughter Of rich and famou
judge-that is quite enough at any tim
to win her favor"
But my grandfather has disowne
me-" 1 said. He disowned my moth
er"
That only makes you the more in
teresting!" exclaimed Sergia Pole. Il
Is like a romance, and / adore ro
mances. Often we read them in ou
dormitories by the light Of smuggle
candles, after the under-teacher ha
gone the rounds for the night. o
course, it is against the rules but w
do it," laughing lightly. I'VE do lot
of things against the rules. 1 shal
take you under my own wing, Haze
and ask madame to let you share m
ROOM"
She amused me for a space by tell
ing me many things about the schoo
the pupils and herself. Suddenly he
charming face grew preternaturall,
grave.
OH" she cried, Il quite forgot t
say that / am engaged, you know"