Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1857-06-11


could reply, he added remark on the beau
ty of the binding, and as he extended his
hand at the same time, thus implying wish
to look tit, the book was handed to him,
and somewhat to the surprise of Miss Dorcas,
he cody appropriated it, and settling him
self comfortably in his chair, fell to perusing
it as though he had come there for that
express purpose. Now, some people would
have drawn one of two differences from this
conduct, either he was guilty of great sell
fshness1n dispossesing her of book in which
she had shown herself deeply interested, or
he was guilty Of great impertinence in sus-
pecting her of only appearing interested, for
effect. However, Miss Dorcas did not trou-
BILE herself to draw any differences at all, but
resuming her former interesting attitude,
she sank into reverie, of which John Fos-
ter was the principle feature
"Surely, said she to herself, "he will notice
my foot presently, for my boots are certainly
very beautiful. I never saw any to equal
them, and they do make my foot look pref
tier than ever, and indeed I don't think that
much fault can be found with me in other
respects either, for I'm not only handsome
but decidedly genteel-every body says so
but aunt, and she says I'm too stout, but she
only thinks so because she's withered up to
nothing herself. I wonder if any body but
John Foster could sit so close by all this time
without noticing my beautiful CATERS. All!
he's waking up at last I caught him glan-
cling over the book at my foot just now
Heavens how he does chew tobacco, l nev-
er saw him do it before, what nasty habit
it positively, the filthy juice is running
out of the corners of his mouth now, but
wont he have to quit that one of these days
-ah; there he is again, gazing at my foot as
though he could devour it" Just at this
time the young lady slightly shivered, and
thrust her foot little more forward, little
nearer the fire, and making it (of course un-
consciously more conspicuous than before.
Unfortunate movement! which only made
more fatal the strangest accident which ever
did befall fair lady's gaiter boot, for at that
moment with total forgetfulness of time,
place, or circumstances, which was evidenced
not only by the extreme impropriety of the
action, but by its very vehemence, John Fos-
ter discharged at least tea.cup full of we'll
masticated tobacco exactly on the top of the
delicate little foot; but nosooner was it done,
than apparently horrifed at the enormity of
the action of which he had (though. mad
vertently) been guilty, exclaiming, "Good
Heavens What have done 7" he sprang
from his seat, and endeavoring to remedy, he
made the matter worse, for instead Of quick
ly wiping off the offensive stuff, and thus
preventing its leaving more than slight
stain, be grasped the foot with his handker-
chief, thus pressing the filthy juice entirely
over and through the lovely green gaiter,
whose lovcliness of course departed forever.
Not so the good temper of the young lady,
who though grieved to the heart, smilingly
assured the mortified culprit, that cit made
no difference, she never did like these boots
much, and was rather glad of an excuse to
throw them aside," and then she added in
tone of tender interest, eff she thought that
the triaing accident would only induce Mr..
Foster to conquer an injurious habit, she
should really exult in the loss"
"Well, that's one, if you never tell anoth-
er" exclaimed Mrs. Twitter, who at that
moment to the CONSERVATION of both parties,
made her appearance upon the scene, and
holding her little prim person even more
erect than usual, while her cap frill stood out
with uncommon ferceness, and the eloquent
bow shook wildly, she stalked up to Miss
Dorcas, and bestowing glance of mingled
rage and triumph upon the ruined boot, she
shrieked 81 knowed it," in a voice so loud
that it startled Mr.. Twitter, who was above
stairs taking short nap, preliminary to ta-
king long one at church, as was his inva-
riable practice.
eyes, I knowedit," she repeated. ri felt
it all over me that the vicious old sarpint
meant to ruin them boots like he done the
Others"
"Oh, aunt~ calculated Miss Dorcas
"Come, shet up! You needn't oh aunt
me; I'm going to have my say out now, if
it costs my life, I've held in long enough"
"Madam!' exclaimed John Foster Gin the
tone of one greatly astonished,) as he rose
from his chair, "Madam !' he repeated,
changing his tone to that ofa deeply injured
man, as he moved towards the door,
"Don't you Mao7am me, you mean, de-
ceitful, sly, old skin-fint! You old stufing
anaconda! You old craming cormorant |.
You old gorging vulture A going about
seeking what you may devour-eating up
every thing that's sot before you, and then
injuring the very people who sot it there !
Out of my sight! You old, torn-down old
tormentor!" And forgetting propriety, po.
liteness, hospitality, every thing but anger,
she actually drove the astounded John Fos-
ter from the house, and then suddenly re-
that it was the Sabbath, and that
she was member OF the church, she sank
into chair, and circulating;
"The Lord be merciful to me a sinner,
and punish them two devils imps for making
me so !" she burst into food of expiatory
tears; which so much relieved her, that she
was becoming comparatively calm, and Dor
cas- was just arranging deprecatory speech,
when the church bell began to ring, and it
seemed to re.awaken all her wrath, springing