Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-08-19

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all that was cheap, unworthy, grotes.
que, utterly apart from all he had
known, had come to gather about Au-
relic.
"Imagine!" said Elise Dickinson in g
group about his mothers porch one
evening. "A travelling man who came
in paEa's store yesterday told him thai
Aurelie Lindstrom was being billed In
stock company as the One Hundred
Thousand Dollar Prize Beauty-and
was wearing diamonds! I don't sup
pose they are real!"
Mrs. Van Hart was watching Har-
lan's face. She was thankful that none
Of the younger set had ever known Of
her sons summer infatuation. Now
Harlen's firm lips closed as coldly, his
square jaw set as hard as his mothers
had done the night Aurelie was dis
missed. The mothers placidity was un-
ruffied. "As real, my DEAR" she MUIR
INJURED. "as her beauty prize. AS an
advertisement for the newspaper she
was undoubtedly success, however
But the diamonds-are those men who
used to run the livery stable still her
managers?"
Ever so carelessly! But Harlan's jaw
set more doggedly. She had stung the
last refuge of his pride. The McFet-
ridge boys-and Aurelie!
And the story of those diamonds
wandered over the town and grew and
grew. First q mere brooch, then a
necklace-after that tiara! Playter,
the druggist, told Wiley Curran Of Hen
McFetridge clothing Aurelie in dia-
monds out of the exploitation Of his
doubtful oil speculations, and Wiley
called him a liar. The News lost an
other advertising contract right there.
Wiley told Aunt Abby about it that
night at supper. She looked curiously
at his drawn face. wiley, I don't be-
lieve 1t. That girls as good as gold.
And good girls don't sell their virtue,
Wiley-they give it away, maybe, be-
cause they love. And Aurelie doesn't
love Hen McFetridge-the twins just
amuse her. Her letters show that"
And the old lady waddled to the
Sewing Circle that night to hear what
she could hear, to defend what might
be defended. There was need. Aure-
lie was the towns daughter Of scarlet
long before half the missionary boxes
were filled that year, and the Shakes
peare club was done with its critical
study of Desdemona's story. Aunt Abb
by was unable to counteract the Shake
speare club digressions, for the Shake
speare club was composed almost
wholly Of High street ladies. And
Shakespeare club gossip, though covert
and well-bred was as deadly. The Rome
Shakespeare club held itself aloof. The
Earlville Woman's club was busy with
civic programmes. Every time the
Rome Shakespearian ladies had a pa
per on Twelfth Night or Lear. the
Earlville women had a protest to the
city council about street lighting or
the saloons or the need Of shade trees.
AS the Mercury Journal said: '"The
Woman's club was the livest booster
in the burg"
The Rome women never boosted
anybody except Shakespeare or Rus-
kin, or The Intellectual Development
of Europe, or The Court of Louis XIV
There were two persons in Rome
who were silent about that gossip con-
cerning Aurelie. Harlan. lounging in
Wiley's shop as of old, after the days
grind, reading state exchanges and
bantering the editor on politics, never
asked of her; nor did Wiley relate OF
her letters. Apparently their friend
ship drifted back to the old affection
yet there was this one reserve.
Wiley would look up from his job
press to find Harlan's serious face
turned to him in a study. Harlan was
easily the best-dressed man in the
county; even the drummers about the
Elks' Club in Earlville, or the Hotel
Metropole, were no more punctilious
as to business garb. And Wiley was
in his shirt-sleeves and well linked
sleeves at that. Invariably they
drawled at each other with summer
laziness: Hot, isn't 1t, Harlan?"
"Yes."
"Bucking hard?"
Some dinky line-fence case Donley
turned over to me. Justice court
Terms closed, and dad is off to the st
Lawrence for vacation"
Make a note of it. Farmer caught
big catfish-seventy pounds-at Ell
lick's Ford Thursday. Dig up a squid
about that"
Harlan lazily wrote out the copy; l,
was the old high school habit to hell
Wiley get out the News personals
Also to jibe the editor about his paper
Worst country sheet in Iowa, Wiley
worse and worst!"
II know. But still able to squawF
occasionally" Wiley was distributing
type as Jim Minis was fishing. HI
kicked the job-press half an hour, ant
then did the printers work under the
impression that he was getting botf
tasks farther advanced somehow ol
other still able to make Old Thaf
cuss. Even If his Retail Merchants
association is doing its best to head of
all my advertising. Thad can round III
the county to put through his Sii
Creek steal but still the News can cal
attention to it."
Harlan stirred: still you praised
my argument before the board"
THAT was you, son! But as to th'
| creek diversion, every one Of thos'
poor devils in the Pocket will b.
drowned out"
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