Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1912-05-28

is good, and you'll feel better than
you ever did in your life in a little
while"
"Yis, sor," responded the girl,
obediently. Thank We, sor."
"Oh, that's all right! Keep wrap
ped up good"
Deck walked aft, and, sitting down
in a sheltered corner, lighted his
pipe. AS he dropped his hand to his
side it landed on the lump-the "lidtle
backage'-inside the lining Of his
coat.
Damn them!" he growled, as he
jerked his hand away impatiently
!"I wish they were at the bottom!"
He glanced up at the promenade
deck. There, leaning against the rail,
was the short, dark, heavy-set man
with bushy side whiskers.
IF 1 had it to do over again, Mr..
Goldstein, 1 might do it different" he
thought, with half a sigh; but I'm
in for it now, and 1 reckon I'll have
to see it through somehow. Never
again, though! Not mel"
He settled himself comfortably and
smoked dreamily. In the throb Of the
engines and the general noise Of the
waves swishing along the sides Of the
ship, together with the babble Of
voices about him and the varied
sounds from the busy routine of the
steamer, he could almost imagine the
roar and clatter of the city he loved
so well. Home He thought Of the
suite of rooms in the quaint side
street. The rent was paid for them
until the first of the year, and. even
If he was broke, he still had a home.
There was a good deal Of comfort In
the thought; and then-he fumbled
the wad in his coat skirt dreamily.
Two bells struck, sounding family
from the forward part Of the ship,
and he opened his eyes to the reality.
He was still a steerage passenger on
the st. John.
The low laugh he gave surprised a
heavy-faced German, who sat near
him smoking a long-stemmed pipe
with a decorated China bowl His
massive Teutonic features relaxed in
to an affable grin.
"Treaming?" he asked, pleasant
ly.
YES" replied Deck, dreaming"
"Apoudt home yet?"
Yes, and I'll be glad to see it,
tool"
Il pedt you will. We will pc dere in
apoudt a cubble of days alreadty, der
madte says"
That's what we will, If everything
goes all right"
Deck rose and stretched himself.
The sun, hanging low down in the
west, was reddening in the evening
mists. The little Irish girl still sat
on the hatch, wrapped in blankets.
AS Deck glanced toward her he saw
man address her. The girl shrank
from him, and the man laughed, and
passed on. Deck wondered what the
man had to do with her. He might,
Of course, be her companion on the
voyage. Deck had seen him fire.
quently, and did not like his looks;
neither did he like the way the girl
shrank when she was addressed. He
waited a while to see II the man
would come back, and then walked
over to her.
keeping warm?" he asked.
"Oh, yis, sor; thank ye. sor," the
girl replied, almost gaily.
The salt air had put some color into
her cheeks and sparkle in her blue
eyes and she seemed more than ever
like rare jewel in common setting.
Feel better, don't you?" asked
Deck, with a smile, as he noted her
improved spirits.
"Oh, yis, sor; very much bether!"
II told you you would"
There was a pause, and then the
girl spoke with enthusiasm.
Its foine, amt it, sor!" she ex-
claimed, as she pointed toward the
southwest.
1.-The sun? Oh, yes. It's been
doing that way pretty near every eve-
ming we've been out, but you've been
down in that hole, 50 you've missed
it. 1t will slide down into the water
pretty soon just as if it was a big
orange sinking out of sight slowly"
He took a seat on the hatch beside
her, and in silence they watched the
sun go down. AS the last rim Of it
disappeared beneath the waves the girl
drew a long breath.
1T was pretty, wasn't it?' said
Deck. with a smile at her emotion.
'Ah, it was foine. sor!"
WELL" he said, rising, 'its almost
four bells. and they'll be beating the
gong pretty soon to let us know that
supper is ready. You'd better be
hunting up your folks"
Il haven't any folks" she stam-
mered, with a slight flush of embar-
rassment.
Haven't any folks?"
Not with me, sor"
1.-The deuce you haven't! Who
looks after yOu?"
II look afther myself, sor."
"Humphi Why, you're" He paus-
ed. She seemed such a mere child
that he could hardly grasp the situa-
ton.
Il get along very well, sor," she
said, simply.
"Oh, sure!" he agreed, hurriedly.
But who" He wanted to ask her
who the man was that had spoken to
her, but concluded that it was none Of
his business.
Just then the supper gong sounded.
Think you can eat anything?"
"Oh, yis. sor: I'm hungry"
That's good!"
Thank ye for the blanket sor."
"Oh. that's all right" he responded,
as he flung it over his arm.
She nodded smilingly at him, and
then followed the crowd toward the
dining room.
AS a general proposition Deck did
not favor the idea of woman travel