Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-11-10

Thus far you have had a hard life
you brave little thing! You shall be
educated for a teacher. or something
Of that sort, and to soothe your pride
of which you have an inordinate sup.
ply, I will say that years hence-ten
twenty, fifty, may be, when I am pool
and old, and you rich and still young
you can, If you like. repay me. Now
get some flesh on your bones, and
some color in your cheeks, Polly, and
look forward confidently to better
days."
The next moment I heard him de-
scending the stairs. dropped on the
floor by the fuel basket, buried my
face in my old dress and cried and
cried till I was exhausted. To go to
school-to become a teacher! Ambi-
den teemed with possibilities. All, II
was too good to believe!
Days passed. He did not speak to
me again-indeed he was seldom al
the inn, except to eat and sleep; but
he left books for me in the living
room, and Mercy Poole began to treat
me as a guest, rather than a servant
It was plain that he had told her OF
his plans concerning me.
Meanwhile happiness reigned at
Greylock Woods. News reached the
inn of all that was transpiring there
With unspeakable Joy I heard that
Miss Greylock had regained both her
her health and her English lover, and
that she was to marry Sir Gervase,
and sail at once for the Old World.
Thank God" thought, as I lay
upon my bed in the silent night
watches, when the storms were whist
ling around the inn, "her happiness is
now secure! She is an innocent par
ticipator in a great fraud. Once the
wife of Sir Gervase, no harm can
reach her, for he loves her-he will
shield her through all the future.
Though I may never see her more, II
will be blessed for me to know that
she Is happy with the man she loves
across the sea-"
One morning my sister-no! I must
not call her that-the heiress of the
Woods and Sir Gervase, her lover, ap-
peared at the inn in splendid sledge,
with prancing horses and jingling
bells. 1 hurried to the living-room.
Miss Greylock, wrapped in furs, and
looking so bright and lovely that
held my breath as I gazed at her
rushed forward and kissed me on both
cheeks. Then, still holding my hands,
she turned with tears in her eyes to
the baronet.
"Gervase," she said, this Is the
good, brave girl who risked her own
life to save mine"
That he was noble in every sense OF
the word I could not doubt. He took
my hands from Miss Greylock, pressed
them kindly, and thanked me with
simple earnestness that went to my
heart.
my dear Polly" said Ethel Grey
lock, with q bright color in her oval
cheek, II am here this morning to beg,
as a particular favor to myself, that
you will attend my wedding. Oh, you
must not look so astonished! My
happiness would not be complete II
you were not present at the ceremony
Sir Gervase knows how positive my
wishes are upon this point"
And the baronet, with a quiet SMILE
answered: 81 do. indeed! And I am
sure your good little friend, to whom
you owe so much. will not refuse this
contribution to our joy. If she disap-
points you, she disappoints me, Also"
Then Miss Greylock put her gloved
hand coaxingly on my shoulder, and
said:
"Ah, you will come to the church to
see me married, will you not. Polly?
Think how sincerely I must desire 1t,
when I bring the baronet to urge you
in person! 1 assure you." laughing
81 have favored no other friend in like
manner"
AS she stood there in her beauty and
happiness, with her future stretching
out so bright before her, how l long
ed to take her in my arms, as used
to do when we were poor little street
yagrants, and hold her close to my
full faithful heart! She was my sis
ter, and 1 loved her tenderly, and she
would never, never know 1t! The Sc
cret must live and die in my own
breast.
"I will come to see you married,
Miss Greylock, and thank you," 1 fall
tered, "and wish you and Sir Gervase
joy-much joy
They remained at the Inn but a re"
moments. After their departure a
box marked with my name, arrived
from Greylock Woods. I opened It,
and found a dress of shining, silken
stuff, an elegant mantle, a Paris hat,
fine lace, gloves, ribbons, and. last OF
all, little note from Miss Greylock'
begging me, for her sake. to accept
the gifts and wear them at her ap-
preaching wedding. Mercy Poole
shrugged her shoulders. DR.. Vandine
made himself conspicuous by his utter
silence. Alas I knew only too well
that there was another beside myself
who would long remember the fair, IA
tai face of Sir Gervase Greylock's
bride.
One bitter night the doctor was call
ed to visit a sick fisherman In an
outlying district of Blackport-a lone
ly place, among frozen creeks ana
marshes He had been in the saddle
all day, and was just ready to seat
himself at supper when the summons
came.
Never mind" he said, as he prompt
ly arose from the untasted meal and
struggled into his overcoat; its EVIL
IDENTIFY a bad case. I cannot delay
But keep the tea in warm corner
Miss Poole; 1 will return in an hour.
And off he hurried through the cold
and darkness.
One hour passed, but he did not ap-