Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-05-06

lightful Of you to come!" And Rosalie
superb, exotic, beautiful, extended hel
two plump, shapely hands to me. =.
was Just stepping into my bath wher
my maid told me you were here; sc
YOU must pardon me for keeping yot
waiting. I've been troubled over youl
last letter. You're not going away
really? Sit here with me-Pm going
to talk you out Of It." And she drew
me into the recess Of the cosy corner
behind the parlor. "Col. Kennedy viii
miss his games Of chess with you ter
ribly. Little Gertrude will be inconsol-
able!"
"And your" I asked, smiling down
and not releasing her hands.
There you go-foolish boy! Isn't II
enough that / don't wish you to go@
And her topaz eyes searched mine
We've been such friends-such dear
good friends, have we not?"
you aren't quite fair with me, Ro-
salie," I responded. You forbid me to
fall in love with you, and yet you do
everything in your power to hold me to
you. You tell me that our friendship
is at an end If ever marry. You re-
fuse to bring about meeting between
me and Miss Karney-and I am crazy
to know her. Any woman who can
write such wonderful things"
Rosalie did not move, but saw the
tigress expression slowly flame up In
her eyes. Then she laughed softly.
'No-you are my friend-my Avery.
You shall not meet her-you shall not
marry! Promise me you will not! You
don't know what life world be to me
without you!"
Perhaps I misread the emotion in
her face for when tried to draw her
suddenly to me, she eluded me, and
sped to the dining-room. When she re-
turned she was dabbing a little powder
about her eyes. Are they very red?'
she asked me.
"Oh, Rosalie-I don't understand
you!" sulked, turning from her.
AS we were parting that night on the
veranda, handed her the little jewel
case in which lay hair ornament of
twisted gold which she had admired.
Please take it-a little token Of my
great regard for you. I shall not be so
very far away. I could reach you in
four hours. must goI need the rest"
She toyed with the case a moment,
then signing heavily handed it back to
me. Not would not be the thing
I could not take 1t, Avery. The colonel
would be sure to ask"
There it is again! Rosalie, you're
not giving me a square deal!" jam
med the case into my pocket, pulled
my hat over my eyes, and turned to
go.
"Avery!" she exclaimed reproachful-
ly. She abruptly put her arms about my
neck. and centered all Of the poignant
power Of her wonderful attractions
upon me. But had learned my lesson
and held my arms behind me.
How long are we going to continue
like this?" asked her.
"why-always- she said
lightly; and drawing my head down,
she kissed my forehead. Write to me,
Avery-and don't fall in love!"
In Rockland county, up among the
Ramapo mountains, is a beautiful bit
of country. The hotel stands in gar
den spot-a scoop into the rocky ribs
of the mountain side, cleverly land
scaped, and wonderful with flowers and
greenery. Just over the apex Of great
rock, hidden from view Of the hotel,
and under a good-sized scrub oak that
seemed to have split its way up be-
tween two rocks, loved to lie with my
pipe at sunset, watching the good old
orb Of day go down. 1t threw a great
rose stain over the Ramapo river, a
sluggish little stream that droned over
the dam in an interval Of the fourth.
Down in the grounds, on the porch, or
in the parlors the dear young things
summering at the hotel could have
thrown themselves in my way-quits
accidentally, Of course; but II they
were to come up here they could not
pass it off as accident, because they all
knew that this was my particular spot
1t would have taken more assurance
than these well-bred lassies possessed
felt satisfied. Rosalie might have done
it-and carried it Off gracefully, too
hod haan OF
used to think Of her often as lay
here alone. Did she really love me? Did
really love her? Oh-well, her home
was a charming place for a bachelor OF
thirty to visit. The dinners were crea-
tions of genius. The colonel was bluff
ly and heartily hospitable. And Rosa
lie was 6 luxurious blossom in luxuri-
Gus surroundings. Sometimes the very
superlativeness Of her exotic loveliness
cloyed the senses, and would keep me
away from her so long that she would
send one Of those delicately perfumed
notes, which would bring me back
again. She had spoiled my taste fol-
other women-they seemed insipid and
colorless beside her-and she knew 1t.
1 didn't really pine for her up here
the wholesome mountain breezes blew
the kinks healthily out Of my mind
Nor did the exquisite beauty of my
natural surroundings fill me with
strange sense of solitude and longing
for something's knew not what"
had been in love many times-in faci
1 had always had girl to rush, up tc
the time Of my meeting with Rosalie
But you are beginning to suspect thai
something is going to happen.
The sun had dropped entirely out Of
sight, and the night came on blackly
Sluggish, heavy clouds drifted over the
skies. AS lay looking up at them
felt as If I were floating away-away
into some wonderful region unboundeo
by personalities, conventionalities and
finiteness.
I heard the snappings Of twigs be-
low me as of some animal moving care
fully in the dark 1t seemed to be climb
ing up toward me. I remained quiet