The southern enterprise. [volume] (Greenville, S.C.) 1854-1870, 1856-07-24

pouting lip "a blooming, hcaithful cheek,
dark, flowing ringleis, a well rounded instep,
Il pretty foot, and a---ho, my mouth Mercy
Mollie, pray behave, and Ill go no farther
with the description, though at the risk of
ldispleasing Mr.. Graham, for promised to
furnish good tale, and who ever heard of a
perfect tale without a description of the he.
roine. And je ne sais quoi !; but to my sto.
ry. H hi
She had many sui,ors--liad Mary Prin
g'e and some of them distinguished, wealthy
and accomplished genllcmen. But, never
'iieIess, was successful. loutstripped them
all. never told her verbally that loved
her, nor asked her if she loved me in return.
IL was useless. knew by the trembling,
faltering voice, the soft pressure of the hand,
the melting, langnishing glance of the eve,
the tremulous, heaving Of the breast the
sweet endearing smile. These were mine
alone. To others her bearing was different,
though courteous and kind.
| Her fathers elegant mansion stood a mile
from the village oi Halifax, Va, so th,her
with buoyant hopes, and with a hear, filed
with sweet and :'-nSSer emotions, set out
ono evenl.g 10 declare We; bally my love, and
10 propose for her hand. Already was
treated as one Of the family, and taking my
accustomed n,ilege, walked into the
house without ringing. Seeing no one.
passed through the parlor and was about en-
'ering the common sitting room when
through All adjacent door that stood little
ajar, saw-oh horrors saw that which
pierced my heart with keener pang than
The deadly sting of poisonous serpent.
saw my loved onc---her scarcely dared to
KISS or dream even of tho quick, nervous.
pleasurable and extatic thrill at the pressure
reclining obi in locked embrace, upon the
knee OF some mousiacbed foreign looking
gentleman, with her lips sealed to his and
tears streaming from her eyes. Oh! God
the anguish of that moment ! One moment
was tempted to ;ear out his heat. but re-
fiecling. ] turned upon my heel and stole
out unseen: wen''cd my way | ack to tho
village, and though half distracted yet
wound up my little affairs for was but stu.
jdent mounted my faithful ted, and by dark
was On the highway, and on my way, /
knew nor cared not whittier, so that made
goo6 my escape from the detestcd village
aud my faitillcss mistress. had not gone
i've mics before it was dark rs blackness-
my hand | could not distinguish before
tue. The wind aud rain came sweeping
over the bare fields with biting JUNCTION, and
howlcd and hisse,l and roare,l as il all the
devils in hell were lei loose and were riot
ing aud rcvell:ng in mockery at my suffer.
ings.
The Storm increased apace, SO that was
forced 10 seek shelter, in mercy to my poor
horse, in an old church house that stood on
the rond side, and ut which my horse in
lstinctively halted. pushed open the door
and rode in; it was so dark could almost
feel it, bu, it accorded with my feelings well
SO made myself content Tie storm without
was still raging, and the old house at inter,
| walls would wIthe like thing Of life.
All at once my horse gave loud snort
and jumped back against the benches tha,
lined either side of tie house. looked up
but could see nothing Ont heard distinctly
n shaffiing, rustling noise near the pulpit.
a flash Of lightning just then lighted up the
scene and saw, with fearful distinctness, a
figure standing on tho altar, with long flow.
ing garments, arms extended vide. .a
Oh, heavens! what fearful moment
My hair stood on end, my blood froze in my
veins, and--but this was no time for thought
l-ano,hor prolonged fash Of lightning again
Lighted up the place. Isaw the figure again
flying over the benches toward me. hoped
it WAS but an image conjured up by an over
heated imagination I; but no. My horse with
wild, nne.rthly neigh or rather scream, aud
With fearful bound, sprang out of the house
and with the speed Of the wind, he carried
me over hill and dale, moor, thicket, high.
way, and wood, knew not whittier. Blu,
on, on we went. The sweat and foam stream.
ed from my naptit,fy az ea.t hat st;ils ba -