Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1922-10-03


'You like sacred music% ~ y
She turned to him her pure profile,
her eyellds fluttering up, and said: u
love it."
That's it. So do 1. Nothing like a
nice sacred piece" Cornish declared.
Bobby Larkin, at the end of the
piano. looked directly into DIS face.
"Giye me ragtime," he said now,
with the effect of bursting out of
somewhere. Don't you like ragtime|
he put it to her directly.
Dis eyes danced into his, they
sparkled for him, her smile was a
smile for him alone, all their store OF
common memories was in their look.
Lets try My Rock, aly, Refuge "
Cornish suggested. "rhafs got up
real attractive
DPS proflle again, and her pleased
voice saying that this IVES the very
one she had beer hoping to hear him
sing.
They gathered for my Rock, My
Refuge"
"Oh," cried Ina, at the conclusion
of this number I'm having such a
perfectly beautiful time Isn't every
body| everybody's hosteis put it.
Lulu is" said Dwight, and added
softly TO Lulu: "She don't have to
hear herself sing"
1t was incredible. He was like a
bad boy with frog. About that
photograph of Ninian he found a
dozen ways to torture her, called at
tention to it, showed it to Cornish
set it on the piano facing them ALL
Everybody must have .understood-4ex-
cepting the Plows These two gentle
souls sang placidly through the. AL
bum of Old FavOrites, and at the
melodies smiled happily upon each
other with an air from another world.
Always 1t was as If the Plows walked
some fair, inter-penetrating plane,
from which they looked out as do
other things not quite of earth, say,
flowers and fire and music.
Strolling home that night, the
PlowS were overtaken by some one
who ran badly, and as if she were un-
accustomed to running.
"AIis' Plow, Mis- Plow!' this one
called, and Lulu stood beside them.
"Sayw she said. ''Do you know of
any job that I could get ME? l mean
that I'd know how to do? A job for
money. l mean job. :"
She burst into passionate crying.
They drew her home with them.
Lying awake sometime after mid
night, Lulu heard the telephone ring.
She heard Dwight's concerned rs
that so?" And his cheerful "Be right
there"
Grandma Gates was sick, she heard
him tell Ina In a few moments he
ran down the stairs. Next day they
told how Dwight had sat for hours
that night, holding Grandma Gates SO
that her back would rest easily and
she could fight for her faint breath.
The kind fellow had only about two
hours of sleep the whole night long.
Next day there came message
from that woman who had brought UP
Dwight-"maGe him what he was,
he often cOmplacently accused her. 1t
was note on a postal card-she had
often written a few lines on a postal
card to say that she had sent the
maple sugar, or could Ina get her
some samples. Now she wrote few
lines on q postal card to say that she
was going to die with cancer Could
Dwight and Ina come to her while
she was still able to visit? If he was
not too busy.
Nobody saw the. pity and the terror
of that postal card. They stuck it up
by the kitchen clock to read over from
time TO time, and before they left
Dwight lifted the griddle of the cook.
ing-stove and burned the postal card
And before they left Lulu said:
"Dwight-yOu can't tell how long
you'll be gone"
"Of course not. How sHDuld tell?'
"No. And that letter might come
while you're away"
"COnceivably. Letters do come while
a mans away!"
"Dwight-1 thought if you wouldn't
mind if l opened it"
Opened it,"
"Yes. You see, it'll be about me
mostly"
81 should have said that it'll be
about my brother mostly"
"Bui you know what l mean Yor
wouldn't mind If did open it?'
"But you say you know whatll bt
in It," .
$50 did know--till you've got Il
see that letter, Dwight"
"And so you shall. But not till
show it to you. My dear Lulu, yol
know how hate having my mail in
terfered with"
She might have said: "Small soul:
always make a point Of that. SIN
said nothing. She watci ID them Sc
off, ard kept her mind on 1nas thou
sand injunctiOns.
Don't let Di see much of Bobb!
Larkin. And, Lulu-if it occurs to he