Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1856-08-21

Hartwell had been the faithful contidan
of his employer for six long years, when
one day, greatly to the secretary's surprise
Mr.. Warner said to him, when they wer
alone in his library, "Wallace, you're yer,
clever young man, and ain inclined to d,
something for you. What shall it be ?'
"Really, sir" replied Hartwell, surpri
sed, 81 cannot dictate to you"
"Iou have now served me earnestly ant
honorably for long time, and you have my
entire confidence. Let me give you some
proof of my friendship. / promise you tha
1 know you so well, if you will propose, ]
will engage to respond to your wishes, what
ever you may claim"
81 claim nothing, sir You have beer
constantly friendly to me since 1 came int
your employ, and l have aimed to do my
duty, as well as knew how"
81 know it, Wallace, and that is why !
now speak to You us do. You are in love
with Charlotte, my daughter" continued
Mr.. Warner, abruptly.
"You are right, sir" said Wallace, with
some embarrassment. "You have offered
voluntarily to give me whatever l will ask
of you. ask you, then, to give me Char
lotte in marriage" continued Hartwell
more boldly.
"Let US look at this, Wallace. Your
wish is not unreasonable Charlotte loves
you-she has confessed it to her father
and | am content with this. But Mrs. War
ner, though an excellent woman, is notion
al; she will never consent to your union
with her daughter, while you are poor
Besides, you could net support her as she
has been in the habit of living, and it would
be hard to reduce her to the level of your
present pecuniary means, you see"
81 AM fully aware of this, sir, and there
fore have never alluded to our marriage,
even to her."
"That is consideratc, Wallace Bring
me my will, from the safe, yonder. Here
is my private key" said Warner, without
rising from his seat. And when Wallace
brought HIN that document, he glanced it
over, and wrote'upon the bottom of the sheet
dating it on the Gay he made the addition
the following:
"This is my codicil to my will, written
by my own hand. To Wallace Hartwell,
my faithful secretary and friond, I give and
bequeath the marb ble-front house owned by
me, in s, Street, in Philadelphia, with the
lands and appurtonances, thereunto belong
ing, in fee, to him and his heirs and assigns,
forever; together with the sum of thirty
thousand dollars in cash same to be
paid to him promptly, or his order, immc-
dately upon my deccasc. lie will marry
my daughter, Charlotte aud 7 ka'eby
charge my executors and administrators, ma
med il tEis my will, with the faithful per-
formance of this, my final codicil."
His attorney was sent for, the addition.
was duly signed and a.tc&!ed, his counsel
was enioined to privacy in reference to it,
the addition was recorded, and, five days
afterwards, Joseph Warner, Esq, was found
stone dead, alone in his library. His sud-
den death was caused by apoplcxy.
Joseph Warner, Esq, had great fune-
raj. All the nabObs of the Quaker city tyr
ned opt, with their private carsiagcs, and the
rich merchant Tas followed to Laurel Hill
Cemetry by a crowd of "mourners"
The attorney was called in, the relatives,
witnesses. friends, and expcctants, were all
present, after the burial, at the opening of
the will 1t was q lengthy document, but
it was flied with interest, from first to last,
and all who were present listened with mar
ked silence to the reading of it. Mrs. War
ner never had fanced Wallace much, though
she kucw he was her husbands "righ hand
man." and she breathcd freer when the at
torney concluded the main RroyisiQp ct the
will, aud hearl the we'll known signature
that was affixed at the bottom of it,-for
Hartwell's name had not been mentioned at
ull
The attorney wiped his mouth carefully,
took long breath, and, amid the silence,
continued to read, This is my c01icl to
my will, written by my own hand" and he
read the remaining portion of the document,
with becoming emphasis, at the expiration
of which Mrs Warner swooned, and it was
supposed, for half an hour after, by all who
were prcscnt-though they did not know
the cause--that Mrs. Warner had really
gone to keep her husband company, in a
better world than this
Mrs Warner came back to consciousness,
and at length became resigned to accepting
secretary for son-in-law. Charlotte
Warner became Mrs Hartwell within twelve
months. They lived long and happily to-
gether, and the MERCHANTS GIFT was duly
appreciated by the fortunate and faithful
secretary.
NOT HIS MOTHER There was a pine
coffin borne through the drifting SHOWS. At
the graves verge the lid was thrown back,
and the face of the sleeper was revealed -.
1t was face marked with time and care,
there was not line of beauty in it; it was
the countenancc Of poor, plain, old wo.
man. And yet heard bitter sobs and cho-
king sighs not far from my elbow, and look
ing up I saw the children of the deceased
approaching to take the last look at face
which was dear and beautiful to them. The
affections never yet clung to an object with
out investing it with Q degree of loveliness,
and vas there ever kind, gentle mother
who was not beautiful in her children's esti,
nation