Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1912-12-10

You have said farewell 10 Mauarne
Manners, and tonight my ward ceases
to be a schoolgirl and becomes
woman. Well, we must remain here
until recover, and then I will take
you to Newport and the Vanns. I have
a letter from your aunt which I must
read you tomorrow.
II have one, too, uncle" said Bee,
obviously, "and another from Ethel.
Let me arrange your pillows, uncle-l
know your poor head must ache"
He waved her politely off.
mo, my servant will attend to tt
shall ring for him in few moments.
You and Ethel are female David and
Jonathan, are you not? Did she write
you anything concerning a certain
count who is paying homage to her at
Lucerne?"
Yes, guardy. She mentioned that
he played ecarte and pleased aunt
Amelia-two things which prejudiced
me against him at once. I hope-1 do
hope he will not fall seriously In love
with Ethel"
The banker smiled whimsically.
You talk like the novice which you
are Bee. Ethel would probably desire
no better fortune. The highest ambi-
ton of our American bellies and heir
esses IS to marry a title. / consider
this but a natural reaction from our
extreme democracy. For my own part,
l would be very glad to see Ethel
countess. She will have splendid
fortune, and her beauty would be an
ornament to any court in Europe. You
do not yet understand these things.
Bee. By the way, is not Larry Hard
ing one of Ethers old admirers?"
Certainly" said Bee, dear, splen-
did Larry! He was always fond Of
Ethel OF course you have heard of
his late misfortune? Do you think it
right of Aunt Amelia to treat him bad
ly because he has suddenly become
poor?"
She Strengthened her pretty figure,
looking very sweet and very severe,
with all her dimples suppressed, and
her round, indignant eyes fixed on the
banker. He shrugged his shoulders.
my dear, your aunt is a lady of
excellent judgment. We may safely
trust her to act with wisdom under all
will be because she has the best of
reasons for so doing. Poor fellow
pity him certainly, for he will now
have to work for his daily bread. My
dear, can talk no more-my head will
not allow it. l will ring for a maid to
show you to your ROOM"
Bee kissed her guardian an affec-
tionate goodnight then left him in
the hands of his servant, and went
away to her chamber. to think over in
solitude and silence the old life at
school, and rear a girls delightful air
castles upon the new life awaiting her
in the great, gay, fashionable world
wherein her cousin Ethel lived and
moved and had her being
Il wonder where she Is tonight"
mused Bee, "and what she is doing
my own, darling Ethel! Flirting with
that blond count, perhaps. Bah! No
count in existence can equal Lawrence
Harding, either in looks or manners,
or nobility of heart. And l always
thought Ethel liked Larry. She has
known him all her life-how could she
help it? All. what a Circe she is, to
be sure! Now that my time has come
to see the world, shall / have lovers,
too?" She stepped before the glass
and looked sharply into it's clear depth
then made grimace at her own image
You ugly little beast, you are no
Ethel! your hair is like tow, your nose
is retrousse, you look like a milkmaid.
You have a great deal of money, and
no doubt that will bring you suitors,
but you are no beauty, as your shrewd
aunt says. and you will never be loved
as Ethel is sure to be-for self alone
Ethel, dear. here's a kiss for you far
away in Lucerne." And she blew a
little kiss airily from her finger tips
into the distance, and then went to
her happy slecp-to the soft -pillowed,
luxurious sleep of the favored children
of wealth.
Meanwhile, in an adjoining room,