Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-10-20

the only lie, with passionate SeS-
ture of her jeweled hands, worth liv.
ing"
Don't talk like that, mamma" SAID
Ethel, gravely.
"Ah, you do not know the fascina-
tion Of such an art, ma chere!" crieo
Iris Greylock, with a feverish flush
leaping into her pale cheek, land yet
you migfft-you might" enviously
for you too, had the talent-as child
you were wonderful. Do you evel
dance now?"
NO" replied Ethel, grandpa woult
go wild at the bare mention Of such
thing. Ny tastes do not lie in that d.
rection, mamma"
THAT horrid old mani" said Mrs
Iris, II wonder If he hates me as much
as ever; but it does not matter, since
he has developed such fondness fol
you. Does he mean to part us entire
ly? Does he expect you to remain al
together at the villa?"
81 think he does, mamma"
What exasperating selfishness!
Give me your arm, Fairy, and We will
go down. How 1.-the and strong you
are! Would to heaven that had your
youth and perfect body!"
They descended the stair, Ethel sup
porting her frivolous little mother, Of
whom she did not in the least approve
In the pink boudoir a wonderful break
fast table was spread, and jet-blacR
page in scarlet livery brought in the
meal.
Polly, Polly! I'm Polly! croaked
a voice from the flower-wreathed
window.
It was the parrot, now feeble and
old.
Ethel started involuntarily.
"Yes, for your sake" answered Mrs
Iris, sweetly, as she toyed with truf-
fie. "Ah, Fairy, you have been to me
a power indeed-a treasure unspeak-
able-and now that we are alone, I've
a word for your ear. You must try
and tolerate Hannah Johnson. She Is
very valuable to me, and though lit
tie impertinent at times, like all over
INDUCED servants, she Is sound al
heart, you know. Do not, I beg you
make her your enemy. Above all
things, I wish you two to be-friend-
ly."
Ethel opened wide her violet eyes
There was a wrinkle Of anxiety on heI
mothers face, strange tremor in her
voice.
"Friendly!" cried the high spirited
girl, with Hannah Johnson! How
you talk, mamma! Pardon me, 1 de-
test the woman. I cannot tolerate heI
it Is bad enough to see you do that
Why will you keep her longer about
you, mamma? An impertinent SER
want has outlived her usefulness"
Ethel, you do not know what you
are saying" cried Mrs. Iris, fretfully
IF you care for me in the least, dc
not exasperate Hannah Johnson! She
Is not over-fond Of you, at best, and
she has us both in her-I mean I am
quite dependent upon her, after all OF
these years of service"
II wonder at you, mamma" answer
ed Ethel. Il would never, never allow
myself to become dependent upon one
of her kind"
"Oh, it's very we'll for you to talk,
cried Mrs Iris, in an injured voice
You, in your health and strength; but
l dare not dismiss Hannah-I cannot
live without her. True. she has grown
unbearable in the last few years. She
expects enormous wages; but I will
not quarrel with her. and so I submit
And apropos to this, Ethel, must beg
grandfather will deny you nothing
ask him to increase my yearly allow
ance."
Mammal"
Does it surprise you to learn that
ten thousand per year Is insufficient
for my wants? Consider the cost OF
travel, the sums l have spent seeking
a cure for my poor knee. Entire nous
1 am dreadfully in debt already, and
l have nothing laid by for the future
not a dollar"
Surely, mamma, you can trust me
to provide for your future"
With the tip Of her fork Mrs. Irish
drew an imaginary picture on the dam
ask table cloth.
Yes, my dear, l think 1 can. And
OH" swapping her white teeth vicious
ly together, II wish from my soul that
Godfrey Greylock was dead, Ethel, and
that you reigned in his place! Really
he has lived long enough"
Mammal" cried Ethel, in a shock
ed voice. "Oh, mammal"
She had not meant to speak out like
that, but grave fears and forebodings
were beginning to torment Mrs. Iris
Of late Hannah Johnson's conduct had
become outrageous, and a most un-
pleasant feeling of insecurity possess
ed the mistress of Rose Cottage.
"Of course, you are fond Of him,
she said nervously, but you cannot
expect me to share your feelings. Now
remember, dear, and at the first oppor-
tunity, request him, as a personal ia
vor, to grant an additional ten thou
sand to poor mamma. 1 really do not
see how l can live upon less"
Are you not little-just little
extravaganza" said Ethel, gravely.
Possibly l am, but that is my mis-
fortune rather than my fault. l was
born with the tastes Of a duchess
You should not reproach me, Ethel
for you have gained everything from
our reconciliation with Godfrey Grey
lock-even Hannah Johnson has grown
rich in a small way. l alone remain
poor, anxious, unhappy still. But
with a sudden change of tone, Il will
talk no more on this unpleasant topic
Has the English baronet arrived yet
at the villa and has your doting grand
papa condescended to name your we'd
ding day."
Ethel colOred.
mo, to both questions, mamma"