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r 4‘ HORSE-SHOE ROBINSON A TALE OF THE TORY ASCENDENCY BY JOHN P. KENNEDY CHAPTER XXXV. Mildred in Grief—She It Near Mak ing piscloatire.—A Visitor Ar. rivet at the Dove Cote ‘Then in that hour remorse he felt, Rnd his heart told him Unkindly with his child, ure to contemplate the wrong he has Inflicted, hastens to administer com fort with an .which even out runs the augg^^J® * of ordinary af-1 fection, so did betake himself And bis heart told him he had dealt and, with sen- and eontri- ,ess for what h and unbe- feelings. inch the dis- ler no assur- i tIon - seek her fo uogers. j jj e acknowledged On the following day Mildred con-1 coming assault upoi fined herself to her chamber. She Hls soothing did had ’passed a sleepless night, and ease - They could the morning found her a pale, anx- an ce of Butlers safety^wd on that ious, and distressed watcher of the poiot alone all her anguish turned, slow approach of light. Hertflbushts “My dear, dear father, she said, were busy with the fate of ^Bntler.' a feeble and dejected voice, This topic overwhelmed ail ojytier “how do you wrong me. by supposing cares, and struct deep and unnllti- 1 1 could harbor a.) sentiment th£t might gated anguish into her mind. The cauSP me tp doubt the love I bear hint*-' that had been so indiscreetly you! I know and revere the puritj dropped by her father, more than if °f your natuse, and need no assur- the whole tale had been told, had, ance from Wu that your affection worked upon her imagination, and , itself ha® kinnled up this warmth of conjured up to her apprehension the , * em P Pr - But you have opened a foun- certain destruction of her lover. In fain of bitterness upon my feelings, her interview with Lindsay, her added sobbing vehemently, in j emotions had been controlled by the what you have divulged relating to extreme difficulty of her situation. a man you loathe, and one, dear The fear of rousing in her father that father—take it from me now, as the | deep and solemn tone of passion, i expression of a sacred duty one that which had now become the infirmity! I must ev^r love. Call it fate call of his mind, and almost threatened if infatuation; say that it does not to ‘‘deprive his sovereignty of rea- befit my womanly reserve to avow son,’* and of which she was painfully it—hut if misfortune and death have aware, had subdued the strength of fallen upon the head of Arthur But- her own feelings—so far, at least, as l er - there is that bond between us, to inculcate a more seeming moder- that I must die. Oh. father ation than, in other circumstances, Aa Mildred pronounced these words she could have exhibited. It was the i she had gradually raised herself into i struggle between filial affection and a sitting posture in her bed, and, at. duty on the one side, and an ardent, fhe conclusion, fell back exhausted though tremblingly acknowledged, at-' tipon her pillow. The enthusiasm, tachment on the other. The course the violence and the intensity of her that she had previously determined ! emotions had overborne her strength,, to pursue, in reference to the many | an< f f° r some moments she lay incap- j e?,mest and assiduous efforts of a ble of speech. Lindsay to persuade her from her “Mildred, Mildred! daughter!’ ex- : love, was steadily to persevere in the claimed Lindsay, in alarm, “I forgive open acknowledgment of her pugniea you, my child. Great heaven, if this vow, and endeavor to win her father’s should be too much for her sensitive favor by a calm and gentle expostu- nature, and she should die before my lation; or to seek, in a respectful si-; ^y** 3 ! Dear Mildred,’ he said in a lence, the means of averting the oc- ; softer accent, as he kissed her pale casion of that gusty and moody out- j forehead, but look up, and never, break of temper, which the peculiar never more will I oppose your wish, exacerbation of his mind was apt to “Father,” she uttered, in a scare audible whisper. make frequent. She would have re sorted to this silence in the late com munion with Lindsay, if he had not, with an unusual bitterness, denounced Arthur Butler as the author of a hate ful crime; a crime which she knew had been foully insinuated against him by a man whose subtle wicked ness she was persuaded, and whom, Thank God, she revives; “Forbear to speak, my love; that is enough. Do not exhaust your strength by another effort.” “Father!” she repeated In a firmer accent. “There, there, my child,” continued Lindsay, fanning the afr before her of all others, she most heartily exe- * ac< L .j 1 * 8 band. crated. She was, therefore, led in dignantly, though temperately, to re pel the slander by which her father’s hatred had been artfully envenomed. But when, in the fierce fervor of his displeasure, Lindsay had announced to her the danger that had befallen Butler, the disclosure opened to her mind a world of misery. The laf silence of her lover had already alarnr. ed her fears, and this announcement suggested the worst of the many anxious conjectures which her brood ing spirit had imagined as the cause of that absence of tidings. Her emo tions upon this disclosure were those of a bursting heart that dared not trust itself with words; and when her father, seeing the unlooked-for mischief he had done, sought to tem per his speech, and retract some of the harshness of his communication, by an explanation, the only effect was, for the moment, to take off the edge of her keenest grief. But when she left his presence, and recovered her self sufficiently to recall all that had passed, the dreadful thought of disas ter to Butler, came back upon her imagination with all the horrors which a fonfi heart could summon around it. A weary hour was spent In sobs and tears; and it was only by the blandishments of her brother Henry’s kind and earnest sympathy, when the youtfi found her in the parlor thus whelmed in sorrow, and by his manly and cheering reckoning of the many chances of safety that attend the footsteps of a prudent and brave man, that she began to regain that resolute equanimity that was a natural and even predominating attribute of her char acter. When Lindsav came into the par lor with the tidings of the victory at Camden, such was the state in which he found her; and whilst he announc ed to her that event which had given him so much joy. he was not unheed ful of the pang he had previously in flicted, and now endeavored to make amends by throwing in some appar Father,” again uttered MSldred, “tell me of Arthur.” “He is safe, my love—and thou ‘ffialt yet be happy. Daughter—no more; compose yourself—nor attempt again to speab.” And saying these words, Lindsay stole out of the cham ber and summoned one of the domes tics to administer a cordial to the ex hausted patient; and then gave or ders that she should be left to recruit he r strength by sleep. Mildred by degrees revived. Jaded by mental affliction, she had sunk in to repose; and when another morn ing arrived tlje lustre had return ed to her eye. and her recovery was already well advanced. She did not yet venture from her chamber, but she was able to leave her bed and take the fresh air at her window. Whilst she sat in the loose robe of an Invalid, towards noon, looking out upon the green forest and smiling fields around her, with Henry close by her side, seeking to soothe and amuse her mind, they were enable-' to descry a horseman, attended by a single servant, making bis way up the hill from the ford, by the road that led directly to the door. “As I live, sister,” ejaculated Hen-! ry, “there is Tyrrel, covered with i dust, and his horse all but worn down by ♦avel.” “Heaven forbid that it should be Tyrrel indeed!” said Mildred, grow ing paler, and trembling as she spoke. “Oh, what i’l fortune brings him | hither?” “I’ll be bound.” replied H^nry, “that he comeg wdth a whole budget of lies and foul thoughts. He has a knavish look, sister, and has been hatching mischief with every step of his horse. I, for oife, will not see him; unless I can’t help it. And you, sister, have an excuse to keep your room: so. he is like to have cold comfort here, with his rascally news of victory. We shall hear enough of Camden now. By-the-by, sister. I should like much to see our account of that business. ently casual, though intentional, re- f would bet it gives another face to ference to the condition of Butler, the matter. These Tories do so be- Who, he doubted not, would now be dis-j setter his lordship with praises, and posed of on easy terms. “Perhaps/’ tell such improbable things about he continued, “as the w-ar was draw-|thei r victories I will not see Tyrrel, ing to a close, and the royal clemency | that’s flat.” had been singularly considerate of “Nay, brother, not so fast. You the mistaken men who had taken must see him, for my sake. He has arms against their king, he would in 'something to tell of Arthur. Persuade a little while be discharged on his! my father to ask- him; tell him. if parole.” This reluctant and forced need be. that I requested this. And. crumb of comfort fell before one who! Henry, if he says that Arthur is safe had but little appetite to take it. and and well. If he has heard anything of Mildred received it only in cold si lence. Henry, however, made better use of the event, and by that assidu ity which, “in true and gentle frieu ships, never wearies, and never miss- him. know's anything of him. fly to and tell me it all. All. remember, brother." she said earnestly, “tell me it all. And. remember, brother,” she said earnestly, “tell me all—wnt-i/ier es its aim, when that aim is to revive it be good or bad.” a sinking hope, succeeded in lifting “This is a new view- of the ease.” both his father and sister into a j sa id Henry. “Mildred, you are a wise kindlier climate of feeling. But soli-' woman, and think more ahead than tude and her pillow ravelled all this I do. I did not reflect that thi* fellow work of charity. Fancy, that stirring might know something of Major But- tormentor of acute minds, summoned ! ler, though I am oretty sure he kept as clear of the mator as a clean pair of heels would allow him. And. moreover, I take upon me f\ say. that up all its phantoms to Mildred’s wak ing fears, and the night was passed by her as by one who could not be comforted, in the mo, ning she was he wdll lining as little good news of ill, and therefore, as I have said, re-i our Arthur in this direction, as he mained In her chamber. ' «ve r did of a good act in his life. Rut Lindsay, ever solicitous for the hap-. T will spy him out. sister, and report niness of his children, and keenly i like a- -like a—forty-two pounder, or sensitive to whatever gave them pain, ’ the dispatep of a general who has won ^-•now that the turbid violence of his 1 a fight, go, adieu, sister.” passion had subsided into a clearer , By the time that Henry had reach- and calmer mediom, applied himself cd the porch. Tyrrel was already by every art which parental fondness there. He had dismounted, and his could supply, to mitigate the suffer-' weary steed stood panting on t’- ing of his daughter. IJbe & man, who, ‘ gravel walk, while the servant strip- In a reckless and ungoverned mo- j P*d him of hig baggage, ment, having done an Injury w ,lch | “Well met, good master Henry!” his heart revolts at, and having lets-.said Tyrrel approaching, and offering the youth hig hand, ‘T am somewhat of a tolled traveller, you see. la your father at home? And your sister, how Is she?” “My father Is at home,” replied Henry, dropping the proffered hand of the visitor, almost as soon as it had touched his own. “I will send him to you. sir.” “But you have not asked me the news, Henry,” said Tyrrel, “and, see ing that I have come from the very theatre of war, I could tell you some thing good.”- “I have heard my father speak of your good news,” answered Henry, carelessly, “I do not serve under the same colors with you, sir.” And the youth left the porch to an nounce the arrival of the traveller to Lindsay. “There spoke the rebel Mildred,” | muttered Tyrrel, as Henry left his presence. In an instant. Lindsay hastened from the library and received his . guest with a warm welcome. The first cares of his reception, and some necessary order relating to ; his comfort, being despatched, Tyrrel began to disburden himself of his stock of particulars relating to the great and important movements of the opposing armies in the south. He had left Cornwallis a few days after the battle, and had traveled with post haste to Virginia, - on a leave of ab sence. He described minutely the state of things consequent upon the recent victory: and it was with a tone of triumphant exultation that he frequently appealed to his predictions as to the course of events, when last at the Dove Cote. The conversation soon became too confidential for the presence even of Henry, who sat greedily devouring every word that fell from the 11 PR of the narrator, and the further interview was transfer red to the library. Henry hastened back to Mildred. “The fellow Is so full of polities, sister.” said the eager scout, “that he has not dropped one solitary word about Butler. He talks of the pro vince being brought hack to a sense of its duty, and public sentiment put-1 ting an end to this unnatural war for- j sooth! And his majesty reaping fresh laurels on the fields of Virginia! Let his majesty put In his sickle here—he shall reap as fine a crop of ! briars to round his brow, as ever ■ grew in a fence-corner! But Butler! Oh, no. h° has nothing to say of Bu> ; ler. He Is a cunning man. and keeps : out of the major's way, take my word for that.” "Brother, get you again to my fath er. and say to him that I desire to j know what tidings Mr. Tyrrel brings i us. Say it in his ear privately. , Henry.” The young emissary again took his leave and. without apology, pntered the library. Mildred, in the meantime, restless ajW Impatient, applied herself to the nraes of the toilet, and, with the as sistance of her maid, was soon in a condition to leave her chamber. She had, almost unwittingly, and In obe dience to her engrossing wish to know something of Butler, made these preparations to appear In the parlor, without thlnklpg of her repugnance to meet Tyrrel. And now. when she was on the point of going forth, her resolve changed, and she moved through the chamber like a perturbed spirit, anxiously waiting the return of Henry. She walked to the win dow. whence, looking out towards the terrace she perceived that her father and his guest had strolled out upon the lawn, where they were mov- 1 Ing forward at a slow pace, whilst their gesticulations showed Jhat they were engaged in an earnest con ference. Henry’s footsteps at the same mo- j ment were heard traversing the long passage, and Mildred, no longer able l R> restrain he r eagerness, hastily left ; her room and met her brother, with j whom she returned to the parlor. “My news, upon the whole, is good,” ‘ said Henry, as he put his arm round j Mildred’s waist. “When I entered the i library, and took a seat by my father, he suddenly broke up some long talk : that was going on, ko which he look ed very grave, antf as if he knew what I eame for—7rf> is an excellent, kind father, sister, for all his moping and *ad humorf, anf loves both you and me.” “He does. Henry, and we must never forget it.” “I would fight for him to the very death, Mildred, So. seeing that 1 looked as if you had sent me to him. he turned, in a kind of careless way, and asked Tyrrel if he had heard any thing Intel\- of Butler. “Well—brother.’’ “‘I scarce thought to mention it. answered Tvjnd, ‘but the man'— think of that wav of speaking of Ma ter Butler—‘flu* ' -an ha,-) the temer ity to push himself amongst the loyal troops, ana wh-j mndf* a rrisoner: he w»s suspected to be a soy. and there was as i h' i, '»- understood, an idea of trving him bv court-martial for it. and for other misdemeanors, of which 1 wrote von some particulars. [ be lieve indeed, h'* whs tried, and would. ne-’<rtos' have been shot.” "Oh. heaven; brother, can this be true?” exclaimed Mildred as the color deserted her cheek. “1 give yon exactly Tfrrel's words." reoBe,) Henry, “but the court were attacked, said he. by some bands of Whigs who stole a march niton them." "And Arthur eseaped? Kind heav en j tnank thee!” almost screamed Mildred, as she clasped her hands to gether. "So Tyrrel thinks.” continued Hen- '•v. “At all events they did not shoot him. like a pack of cowardly knaves as they were. And as some Torv prisoners were taken and dragged away by our good friend General Sumpter, who was the man. Tyrrel says, that set upon them, it is con- siderp,] good policy—these were his words, sister—to spare the qnneces sary effusion of blood on both sides. And then mv father asked Tyrrel if Cornwallis knew of these doings, and answered, not—that it was the in- di«creet act of some mountain hoys. rt-V, „.p r p in the habit of burning and slaving against the wish of his Lord- ship; that the negular officers disap prove of harsh measures, and that oence now reigns all through the pro- ’ vlncc.” “When the\- make a deaert of the land, they call It peace,” said Mildred thoughtfully, quoting a translation of the beautiful passage of Tacitus. “Thig wai Is a dreadful trade.” “For us, sister, who stay at hom< replied Henry. “But God is good to us. and will favor the right, and will protect the brave men who draw their swords to maintain it.” “From treachery, ambuscade, and privy murder—l thank you, brother, for that word. Heaven shield us. and those we love! But these are fearful times.” (CONTINURD NBXT rTUDAY.t Draytonvllle Dots. Draytonville. Oct. 2.—The farmers arc* cutting their hay; some of the crops are very good, while others are sorry. On account of the inclement weath er. our prayer-meeting was not large ly attended Saturday night, but there was a good meeting after all. Mr. Dossie Patterson made a busi ness trip to Gaffney Saturday. Messrs. E. E. and E- A. Parker and Roland Owensby attended the show' at Gaffney last Wednesday night. They enjoyed the performance very much. There will be prayer-meeting next Saturday night at eight o’clock. The subject will be “Love;” so let every body attend, and take part in the meeting. Messrs. Stainlv Wilson and Logan Jenkins attended Sunday school at Limestone Mills Sunday. They great ly enjoyed their trip. Mrs. Martha Macomson is improv ing, being able to go around on her crutches. Misses Nettie Manth and Lula Rains attended Sunday school at Ross Grove Sunday afternoon. Mr. “J^um” Spencer, of Cherokee Falls, visited his fath(f*. Mr. J. T. Cpencer, Sunday. Mr. Phillip Hopper made a snort visit to Blacksburg Sunday afternoon. Mr. D. O. Phillips began ginning Monday. He is speaking about put ting up a grist mill. That would be a great help to this section. The church committee has been re quested to meet next Saturday night after prayer-meeting. Mr. and Mrs. Will W. Gaffney, of Gaffney, visited Mrs. Gaffney's moth er, Mrs. Martha Macmson. last Sun day. Rev. W. T. Thompson, of Gaffney, preached at Mt. Ararat Sunday morn ing. The afternoon was devoted to winging; the beautiful solos which Mr. W. R. Lipscomb sang were en joyed by all. Mr. and Mrs. John Pierce visited Mr. and Mrs. A. B. Pierce Sunday. We are sorry that “C.” has stop ped writing from Ravenna, but we hope some one will take his place. Mr. E. J. Bailey attended services at Ararat last Sunday. We are having some fine weather, now, and the cotton is opening rapid ly. There will be something like two-thirds of a crop made in this sec tion. Some of the farmers are selling their cotton, but the majority are holding for a better price. Mr. and Mrs. C. M. Parker visited Mr. and Mrs. D. R. Parris last Sun day. Mr. W. S. Wilson has the finest turnip patch that we have seen this year. The Pondfleld ginnery is in operat ion and cotton is coming in to it. Mr. and Mrs. A. W. Phillips are our brag cotton pickers. Mr. Phil lips picks his three hundred pounds every day, while his wife picks two hundred. The ’possum hunters are catching a good many ’possums these nights. People who think- they can com mit a crime and escape being arrest ed by Sheriff Thomas or Deputy Sheriff Lockhart, must not be sound in mind. They are both capable and efficient officers. The reminiscences of “W. R. L.” are certainly interesting, and we hope to see something more from his pen. We have always heard it said that it is bad luck to kill a cat; and now we will see if it is true. A young gentleman, while out “sporting” re cently, walked up into Mr. G’s yard. The young gentleman was not look ing where he was walking and hap pened to tread upon Mr. G’s cat, and it died from the wound. Moral: Young man, always look where you walk, and walk where you look, and there will he less accidents of the kind. tjome of the farmers are beglnntng to gather their corn. Mr. “C’leve” Phillips went to Gaff ney Saturday on business. There will be Sunday school next Sunday at ten o’clock a. m. Let there be a full house. Mr. and Mrs. Hal Jefferies spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. William Hagers, at Ross Grove. With best wishes for Tue Ledger and its readers. School Boy. panama c an al—Erie c ana l* Machinery is digging the Panama Canal a thousand times quicker than tin* shovel dug the Erie. Machinery produces the L. & M. Paint at 60 times less cost for labor, than If made by hand. The L. & M. gives the best job in the world, because L- & M. Zinc hard ens L. & M. White Lead and makes L. & M. Paint wear like iron for 10 to 15 years. It only requires 4 gallons of this celebrated paint and 3 gallons ol Un- seed Oil at CO opts, per gallon, to paint a moderate sized house. If any defect exists in L- & M- Paint, will repaint house for nothing. Sold by Smith Hardware Company, Gaffney, S- C- 'r I-iED New Shoe Store I have opened up a new Shoe Store in the Rodgers Jewelry building. Will also carry some Notions in connection with Shoes. Everything fresh and new, and at rock bottom prices for cash. See my goods and get my prices before buying. . \ Yours to please, F /. M. 3 -*! y / 6 room cottage,[Depot street, lot 80x136 east front with shade trees 12,500. 7 room dwelling, Depot street, iot 90x136, east front, shade trees, $2,000. 5 room cottage, North Logan St.,(theSam W. Clary place) without build ings, and orchard, lot 160x200, ft.500. 6 room cottage, Victoria Ave., 'between Limestone College and the Grad ed School) lot 160x244, £2,250. 6 room cottage, Petty St., (near business center of town) lot 80x185, $2 ,500. Building lots everywhere. FARMS. The Bill Anthony place, containing 95 acres, 2% miles from the city, $4 per acre. 13 acres not far from the Irene Mills. This is a nice city farm, and is highly cultivated. SAM L. FORT, Real Estate and Fire Insurance $100 WORTH {Waterman’s Fountain Just received. Just Received Car each of heart pine Shingles, Ceiling and Flooring. Call on us when in need of building mate rial. : : : : The Builders Supply Go. Sept-24-3tn Jones J. Darby Insurance Office Star Theatre Betiding All sizes. Any point. Standard Prices. Come in and pick yours now. . . Sisters, Read My Free Offer. This ad. with a two cent stamp and your address to Mrs. M. A. Hilton. Kershaw, g. C., will entitle you to ten days treatment which cares Leucor- rhea, Ulceration, Displacement, Fall ing of the Womb, Menstral disorders, Tumors, etc. 9-27-lm. rCCH NIC ALLY EOUCTAEO MESDi IV K K r> is I) : The demaud Is far greater than the supply. Let the International Correa- pondanca Schools, af Scranton. Pa., pre pare you. 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