Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-08-22

I'D like to be back where you are
boy. And start anew-the slate clean!
He smiled sadly. What absurdity-
me a politician!"
| He could run on thus with these tw
Janet, with whom he had beel
schoolmate. and Harlan, whom he ha'
loved after his return. These two ha'
made life livable in his shabby years
they had understood. They had mad
him keep faith with himself. Il neet
you two" he murmured; "oh, I neet
you!"
They saw his eyes, the fondness IL
them, watching out the door. Then n
/ cried out.
Carmichael's bus was at his plat
form. Two women were getting out
One was a stout light-haired person
The other was Aurelie Lindstrom. Sh'
dropped her suit case, and lifting he'
veil, ran forward to Mr. Curran. AMI
she kissed him!
Mr.. Curran colored. He was dunn
founded. He gasped. This Aurelie
This being, 80 mischievous with laugh
ter, so ripping with life, so complete
with happiness, and confident witt
saucy tricks and clothes and personal
ity!
Glad to see me, mon ami! Yes-no.'
She was laughing on, chattering hel
barbarous French. "Me-the little saw
age! Aurelie! Am changed?"
She turned with an odd foreignness
and shrugged, displaying herself fol
him. And then she saw Miss Vance
and checked herself. Then Harlan, and
gasped. But she came to him with the
most natural grace and held out
hand.
And Harlan-glad to see me, are
you?" Then to Janet: And you?
reckon this old town won't know mel
She turned with a little flutter of hap
piness. Janet decided that Aurelie had
discovered herself, a rare trick of MAX
ing the most of whatever came heI
way, with a natural players percep-
ton of values. 1t all enhanced her
blithe drollery, this bit Of the manners
of the world, and she had the wit to
utilize it. In no other way could ia
net account for the amazingly changed
Aurelie. Her lonely pride, her defeated
pathos were gone.
She introduced the stranger with q
iubilant confidence. This is Ada Nor
man, and she was our heavy woman.
She sank into Mr.. Curran's chair with
an air of having done the situation
carelessly we'll. Then she raised her
big black eyes limpidly to young Mr..
Van Hart, with that belying spiritual
pensiveness which must once have SO
ensnared him. "She knows how to be
the coquette," unused Miss Vance-and
glanced keenly at Mr.. Curran.
Mr.. Curran was staring at 'Aurelie
with frank delight. Janet was swiftly
aware that his dependency of the hour
had vanished. He was in the clouds,
his inescapable romance, the love OF
the bizarre and the daring, had seized
him. "Aurelie, you incredible child"
he cried. How-how-splendidly you
look!"
Indeed she did. She knew it. She
found happiness in it.
"Mr. Curran," she smiled: you're
the only person-except Uncle Mich
whoever understood me bit!"
Harlan and Janet were silent If Au-
relic was the vulgarian, this was sup
posable in her world Of vulgarians.
Morris Feldman would assure you that
the thing was to get the money and the
press stuff. He was confident that Miss
Lindstrom could do both. And wear
clothes. What else was needful?
Wiley saw Harlan's eyes fastened
on Aurelie's hand. He knew that Janet
also was thinking Of the story Of Hen
McFetridge's diamonds. But Aurelie
wore only one little ring! Mr.. Curran
glanced defiantly at the others. Janet
looked at him with a, sudden sickness
of heart. He was shining eyed. 1t
took this to delight his vagabond soul
"a girl Of fluffy clothes, the charm of
adventure out in the world, airs and
appealing graces, the typical feminine
and he had succumbed.
Janet" he cried. do you remem-
ber her? The little rabbit-hunting
savage up in the hills, the defying
school child with a heart none could
ever find?"
Nobody ever tried" said the savage
with a smile. Nobody"
Indeed not" drawled the languid
Miss Norman, unless it's all the ba-
bies and beggars. / wonder how many
rehearsals she's been fined just for
themI"
It's fun" burst out Aurelie. ITO
have some money and give it away.
And to tickle babies-it makes 'em
stare so! Miss Norman and I are 60
ing to New York and try to get on, but
honest, I'd rather have q baby"
Young Mr. Van Hart looked at Mr..
Curran. Mr.. Curran laughed graceless-
ly. Miss Vance was beginning to
smile. She was concluding that Aure-
lie was comical. Slangy, droll, good
hearted, honest-but all that spiritual
chasteness of her face-when she was
not laughing-would be harmless after
all!
New York." went on Aurelie. IF
one is going to really act, one must go
there. And starve, maybe. But Ada
says | won't. She knows We'll get on,
and the managers will listen to me.
You know they said in Denver it
wasn't just my face. They said l was
worth wilhelm the newspapers"
She certainly u.s." put in Miss Nor
man. Il never saw any one work a
part so hard-all the tricky bits. And
it doesn't seem work with her. And she
can wear clothes, and in the business
that's everything!"
The heavy woman" looked down at
herself. She was quite forty and the
stock companies had made her feel it.
AN old trouDer like me-" she went on