Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1858-11-04

reach you. I-ahem-am not so old my
self but the shaft of scandal might reach
me, too
you old?' uttered Susan, looking up re-
provingly and yet admiringly. 'Why-you
are right in the very prime Of manhood. A
man at your age, and with your genial, hap
py disposition, has just reached the full
dawn of life at fve-and-forty.'
Uncle Jerry rather liked this, SC be did
not contradict as he had at first a will to do
Then, of course he returned, applying
the compliment to his own purpose, sit is still
the more necessary that there should be
new and q nearer relation between US. !
love you too we'll to have single breath Of
suspicion rest upon you. Should you object
to such relation?'
The widows long lashes dropped, and the
dark tress upon her bosom trembled more
perceptibly.
'If it is your wish, sir, I should have nc
OppOoitiOu w tuahC, suC eaiu'
'And you'll come and live with me p
sYes.'
'And we'll be as happy as kingsp
oh should be very, very happy she
whispered and as she did so her head rest
ed upon the captains shoulder, and the
bright tress fell upon his hand, with several
tear;je~els glittering amid its curls.
what time we'll havep Uncle Jerry
cried, winding his right arm around hel
plump form, and drawing her more closel J
to him. when you are Jacks wife, we'll
-
JachP repeated Susan, breaking from bis
embrace, and starting to her feet: Jacks
WIFE" she uttered, dashing the tears from
her eyes.
'Why-bless me, yes
'And have you meant for me to marry
him !?
Lord bless me who should I mean?
'And do you suppose I would marry with
a mere boy? Are there not girls enough
for the youngster? Sir you mistake my
love-if you ahink I could give my heart ia
your nephew!
sBus-bless me ahem-eh-h-h-m Jack
is
Il know, siI-I know him we'll. He is 81
fine youth-a worthy youth, and may be 81
noble man if be lives long enough. But J.
can say no mere. am sorry to disappoint
you. 1 am--am-deeply grateful for all
your kindness to me, and will pray to God
for his blessing upon you continually. But
we had better part now. You have spoken
my doom Farewell! !
sBut-Susan Here! Stop! Bless me
-
Susan did not stop, and Uncle Jerry found
himself alone. He said, BLESS my soul =
forty-three tines, and then left the house.
All the way home he muttered to himself
and when he met Jack at the supper-table,
he was moody and silent. When he went
up to his chamber, he commenced to mutter
again ; and he kept on muttering and pom
dering until he fell asleep. Finally he be.
gan to dream. He dreamed that Susan Gar.
land became his wife, and ne held her to his
bosom, and wondered he could ever have
thought of such foolish thing as allowing
Jack to have her. But while he held her
thus, who should appear in the nuptial cham
Der but Bill Garland, pale and cold, with
sea-weed for hair, and dark, green morse for
raimeut! And the cadaverous presence said,
Give me my wife!
The dreamer awoke with sharp cry Of
fear, and found the sunlight streaming into
his room. He arose, and sat down by the
window; and finally he said, in deep fer
vent tone
Thank God, Bill Garland hasn't come
back!
For three whole days Uncle Jerry was
like newly converted sinner. He could
not eat-he could not read-he could not
sleep, and the burden of his remarks to Jack
was
CLEAR out, you rascal ?
On the evening of the third day the cap
tain made an extraordinary toilette, and then
went up to see Susan Garland. She vel.
coined him with warm greeting, and final
ly, at his particular request, sat down by his
side upon the sofa, just as she sat before.
sSusan,' said he-he spoke bluntly, for
his courage and determination had been duly
brought up to the stickiug-point before he
started, you said the other day that you
should be very, vcry happy to come and live
with me. Did you mean that you would be
willing to become my wife?'
There were dozen tresses upon the white
shoulder now, and they shook like aspens.
That's a curious question, sir she re-
piled.
But tell me, plainly, did you mean that?'
If I mistook your meaning, sir, you have
no right to question mine.'
sBut-Lord bless me! suppose | should
ask you to be my wife? Answer me that.
you never did ask me, sir
Then, by the car of old Neptune, ask
you now. Susan Garland-will you be my
wife,
Jerry Pleman--I will
sWhatp cried the captain, starting back,
and gazing into her blushing, tear.wet face
-sdo you mean that you can love an old
man like me /? that you can love me always?
you are not old and as for loving you,
have loved you for long while; and if