Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-10-24

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poor head then--the places, the faces
which saw in fever, used to torment
me, like the memory Of actual things
for years and years after"
"Strange!"
Was it rot? AS a physician, you
perhaps can explain it. There was one
figure which haunted me through
childhood like a wicked nightmare
1t was a hag, like one of the witches In
Macbeth, clothed in rags and bran
dishing a stick-a creature with wisps
of gray hair hanging about her face
and a flame of fury in her eyes. She
seemed always in pursuit of me-
It's plain you did not wholly recov-
er from your Illness" he stammered;
your fancies were due to some NOR
bid condition Of the BRAIN"
Il dare say; but oh, it all seemed SO
real, so like things 1 had once seen and
known" she went on dreamily, as II
her gaze was turned inward. There
a broken stair, down which I was con-
stantly afraid of being thrown by the
hag, and bare, dirty room, where
was kept as her captive, and other
frightful things which have now for
gotten. There was also an angel who
walked by my side, and kissed and
comforted me, and took me up and
made me light like those who came to
poor Jenny Wren, in Dickens's ro-
NANCE though, by some hideous incon-
sistency, my angel was always cloth
ed in rags instead of white garments.
I'VE are of the stuff that dreams
are made,'" quoted Vandine. Did
not your friends consult a physician
regarding your case?"
She smiled bitterly.
NO Mamma cured me by another
method. 1 was strictly forbidden to
speak to any one Of these queer ghosts
of delrium. Disobedience brought up
on me the most severe punishments.
] was forced into silence and forget
fulness 1t was mammals way of deal
ing with hallucinations. and 1t sue
ceeded. After a time the hag and the
angel, and all the other things grew
vague and indistinct, and melted away
like phantoms.'
The dinner ended. AS Ethel went
back to the drawing room, Hopkins,
the housekeeper, thrust slip Of pa
per into her hand. On it these words
were written:
II hear that Sir Gervase has arriv-
ed at the villa. I wish to dine with
you tomorrow and renew my acquaint-
lance with him. Procure the neces-
sary invitation for your poor mamma
from that man, who, harsh as he may
be to others. will deny you nothing"
Never yet had AIrs. Iris set foot in
the villa. What would Godfrey Grey
lock say to such request? At least,
the time for making 1t was propitious.
With the thought of pleasing her
grandfather uppermost in her mind,
Ethel made herself the life and light
of the drawing room. She was so
sweet, so kind to DR.. Dick, that the
mad hope of his heart grew with reck-
less vigor. She sang and played glo-
riously. She talked in her bright,
gracious way to every one but the
baronet, whose Indifference fully
equaled her neglect. He did not look
at her; he made no attempt to ap-
proach her, or share in her smiles. OF
all the persons present he alone SEEM
ed unmoved by her beauty and grace.
After everybody had departed, Eth
el approached Godfrey Greylock with
a weary but smiling face. Here was
an opportunity to confess her love for
Regnault-to implore her grandfath-
er's forgiveness for the manner in
which she had deceived him-to crave
his sanction to her union with the man
would not speak-her coward lips had
no word to utter on the subject so
near her heart. What they did say
was this:
II have favor to ask of you, grand
papa"
1T is granted already" he answered.
Then she sued for the invitation
which Mrs. Iris desired on the NOR.
row. He frowned, hesitated, but re-
piled:
Yes, for your sake, l will receive
your mother at my table. Your Aunt
Pam will write the invitation for you,
oh tn ta cra
in the morning"
Then followed the request for the
extra ten thousand per year, spoken
with a faltering tongue, for Ethel her
self felt it to be something outrageous.
she does we'll to make you her pc
titioner," said Godfrey Greylock, bit
terly, she is greedy and eXtravagant;
yet-and again it is for your sake!-
she shall have all that she asks. Does
she know, l wonder, how much she
owes to you? Tell her that her income
is doubled, and, above all, bid her
thank her daughter for it."
With tears in her eyes, Ethel threw
her arms around him, and pressed her
fresh young cheek to his old and with
cred one.
"Yop are too good to us both,
grandpa-too good" she sobbed; 1--WE
are not half grateful enough for your
Kindness" And then she went away
to her own room.
The record for the next day ran as
follows: Breakfast on the wide, cool
piazza, amid jars of tropical plants.
Ethel in a primrose -colored morning
gown, garnished with fine lace, nodded
coolly to Sir Gervase as he ascended
the steps, hat in hand, and took his
place at the table. He had been out
| for a constitutional in the grounds.
His level, gray eyes were as keen as a
hawks She had thought him unpre-
tending, but there was pride and plen-
ty of it, in the lines of his brown face.
He returned her salutation politely,
and addressed his conversation entire
" to Godfrey Greylock and Miss Pam
ella.