The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1856-11-20

anu my iather shaililVe. Alter that -?'
after that? Nay, will not ex;ort fur.
ther promise. You will then be your own
master. But until that time-you pass
your word, Wiliami'
al do. You have it,
Thank God. Now am at rest"
(Which is equivalent to undertaking
never to mary at all" murmured the un
happy young man, as he rose and Quilted
the room. ooh, Mary! how shall | break
with you'll"
Thus it occurred that Mr. William Elliot.
following on the steps Of his father, Sir
Thomas. who hal been down in the morn
ing at Halliwell House, went there also
himself, and took his leave of Mary Goring.
VII.
Last winter was n dreary winter for us.
Poor Mary, who was pining and dropping,
had changed. since the parting in the au-
tnmn with William Elliot, from n lovely.
healthy girl TO very shallow. She had
returned to her studies in the schooroom
with our other pupils, and pursued them
with regular monotony. She never com.
planned, she never uttered the name of Will.
liam Elliot, or made any allusion 10 past
events; but we saw her grow paler and
thinner day by day. In that bitter wea
ther which we had, just before Christmas.
she caught cold and grew very ill., A new
name they have got now for the malady
which attacked her: bron- something:
| never can remember it, but il was plain
inflammation of the windpipe, in my early
days. She was confined TO her bed for a
fortnight, and when she at last got up, she
was more like shadow than before.
January went by and February came in,
and we began to have fears for her eventu
al recovery. There appeared TO be no posi-
tive complaint, for the symptoms Of her i'll.
ness had left her, except a cough, but she
gained no strength. a remembrance Of
the way in which her father had gone eff
would come over me, at times, with shud.
der No decided complaint, ye, he had
gradually wasted away to death Was it
to be the same case with Maryl
1t happened, in this last month, that
had business in town. Ii WAS connected
with the property of my brother.in laws
children, rendering it necessary for me to
seek an interview with the agent of Law.
yer Stone, of Middlebury, who made DR..
Goring's will. He was Mr. Eccking,on,
and lived in a part of the Temple: so wen,
up by the omnibus, the frs, thing after
breakfast. got into the Temple-lhat is,
into its mazes and winlings and went
lodging here and peeping there. in search
of my way, for had never been at Mr..
Ecckington's but once and did not readily
remember it. However, reached the right
spot at las,-l knew it by n ueieh5oring
pump, whose handle was padlocked- and
went mounting up the stairs, n great height,
Tor he lived OH the top stery. | stood
minute or two TO recover my BREATH can.
not run up seventy or eighty steps as blilhe.
ly rs | once could-anl then turned the
angle and knocked briskly at the black
door. And after had done that, 10 and
behold! there stood some great white letters
staring me in the face, "Serjeant Pyne."
SERGEANT Pyne was not Mr.. Ecckinglon,
that was certain, but before had time to
deliberate boy flung the door open.
asked for Mr. Ecckington
In there, was the answer, opening an
inside door, and entered the Office.
knew the room again directly, though its
furniture WAS different, and | saw the tops
Of the pleasant green trees that were in
view from tue window. 4 gentleman in
grey coat, with q pen behind his ear, rose
from desk and came forward
Sir | said, Il am in search Of Mr.. Ecck
ington
M. Eccking,on Oh. the former occu
pant here. He has removed, ma'am, to
chambers in Lincoln's Inn
The gentleman gave me the address, in
deed took the trouble TO write it down on a
card for me, and directed me the best way
To GO. | thanked him for his civiliiy,
which thought extremely condescending
for serjeant-though it has occurred TO
me, since, that possibly ho was only the
sereants clerk. went away, blaming
Lawyer Stones negligence in rot hav;nG
Informed me Of the removal of his ooent
but had only gained tbs pum,, when nv
steps come to halt, for it flashed across
my mind that tie address and number in
LIncoln's lnp, just written down for me,
was that Of Mr.. William Elliot.
'Iiled up the stairs again, when Ser
Cant Pyne Tor his clerkl assured me the
address he had given was that of Mr.. Ecck-
ington: he knew nothing about Mr.. William
| Elliot
got into LincoIn's Inn, (where nearly
lost myseIf) and to my dsmay found Mr.
! Ecckington was ont. Gone before the
Master of the Rolls the clerk said, 'and
might not be in I'LL late So all | could dc
was TO go back home again, and write and
appoint an interview. had proceeded bu
few steps, when came in view of a young
gentleman sailing towards me in gray
wig and black gown, which flew out on nj
sides with the wind as he walked. can
not say but look on the wearers of these
gowns with awe, mot that have ever seer
many Of thcm) and as there appeared
scarcely space on the pavement for tha
gown and me 10 pass each other, turnet
off it. IL other of us was to give way, i
seemed right that it should be poor, hum
bic me. Imagine my astonishment wher
! the manllnmnn sinnnnl and hnlG oni HI