Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1910-10-28

| heelllN CONSCIOUS hc Sit" liihI JuSN '''S
sum was in his pocket.
Nothing, in way, could be simpler
| than the handing of it over to her, with
here it is, granny, and welcome"
The vividness with which he saw the
transfer taking place positively scared
him. He felt as If something were
fumblng with the clasp of his pouch,
and at the same time clutched coldly
at his heart. For to give up those
carefully retained bank notes would be
to renounce it's dearest wish. Yet as
he listened to the plaintive voice, he
was aware that he might at any mo-
ment yield to an irrevocable impulse.
1t appeared to him that by tarry-
ing there he hazarded all his prospects
| in life. So he abruptly cut short his
| disappointing visit. Evidently this
was no time for talking to her about
presents and prizes, and he went off
with a show of being in a great hurry
to catch his train.
AS he sped down the narrow path to
the gate he passed close to the window
near which her big chair was set, and
looking in, he saw her huddled up,
feeble, melancholy figure. She was not
watching to see him go by and wave
| farewell, as she would otherwise have
done Her eyes were fixed on vacancy,
and her lips moved in a muttering TO
which ever and anon she dejectedly
nodded assent.
"Frettn' herself to fiddle-strings she
is. sure enough" he said, running away
from the sight, and letting the little
gate clap behind him.
But he did not escape far. Under
| massive. dark-ledged furZe- bush he
| halted, to examine again the contents
Of his purse, surely not dangerous
proceeding now that nobody except
himself was by. How could he foresee
| that the sight of his two precious
notes would arouse in this foolish per-
son a feeling that to keep them for
his own use was a cruel action? Yet
so it happened. Then after few mo-
ments a sudden flame of wrath sprang
up in his mind.
IF there was any sort of raison in
it," he said to himself, "if twas aught
at all that she really wanted, 'twould
be a different thing. But to be throw
in them away on this old, nonsensical
tomfoolery, that's sorra an atom of use
to man or mortal-sure twould be
annoyin' entirely; more than joke
you might call it. Och to goodness,
| it's the quare, foolish notions folk take
up wild, and you needn't trouble your
self to be argufyin' agin them that
haven't got the wit! You might as
we'll be tryin' to strike a match wild
| ne'er head on it,
Certainly nothing in these reflections
seemed logically to account for his next
proceeding, which was to rise up from
| the furry bank and bolt back toward
his grandmother's house.
Plunging into her room, he laid the
two notes on her knee.
There it is for you, granny" he said.
"Only tormentin' you a bit / was all
| the while. Sure, I'm after getting n
| cart load of money out of me eXami-
nation. so there's the price of the suit
| that Jack can be wearin' for Dinny,
and don't you go botherin' your head
| about it any more. Kindly welcome
YOU are" he added, feeling while he
spoke as if bad dream had come true.
| 1t was some time before the little old
woman fully understood or realized her
| good luck, and when she did, her
| amazed delight could at first express
itself only in calculations. But at last
she broke into more coherent raptures
| Och, thanks be to God, Jimmy
machree, now I can conthrive it ILL
CANT. There's Micky Cahill of Cool
| nafiragh ill make as good a suit as
heart could wish for one pound ten,
and Owen Certify over at Mornbeg
charges seven and siNpence for his
boots that do he super-cXcellent. So
| that ill lave me plenty for a cap and
| scarf. Poor Dinny had great wish
ever for a nice scarf, and some of them
was tellin' me they seen lovely green
ones for ninepence wild gould harps,
down below at Martins! Boy, dear,
| he's mad" up entirely! Och, but I'm
the happy woman this day, glory be to
| Cod"
Jimmy did not foregO some thrills
Of sympathetic pleasure as he listened
while she rang the changes on her
| 10Y. vet they seemed for him to echo
| dismally the death-knell of the hope
that he had slain. Soon he made an
excuse of the late hour to take his Sec
ond leave.
AS he glanced in at the window
| again. he saw that she was smoothing
out the notes on her lap with most
cuntented smile; and this aspect or
| the matter he tried to keep in view on
his rather dreary tramp across the
bog.
Before he reached the station the
mellow September sunset had ehhed off
| the S0mber plain, and was bright only
| along its trimming ridge of the
| KnoCknicran hills. AS he approached
| the ticket -0ffice. a shed built thriftily
of old sleepers, he fancied that he saw
his Aunt Margaret's face at the small
end window which looked into black
bog hole. but ne thought he must be
mistaken.
For what at all would bring her
| trapesin' over here"
When he got round to the front.
| however. sure enough. there she was.
standing at the door. He would haN"
| pcrfcrrcd her absence, being in the hu-
NOR for solitude and regrets.
well. Jimmy" she said, its long
while you are delayin'. What KEEP
youo 'Twasn't the load you're carry
in. for after hein' all that time away
there. it's much if YOU have e'er
| brass bawhcc left"
"A few odd shllings have yet" said
| Jimmy "but not a great lot to Spake