Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1858-05-13
CHAPTER II.

In the parlor WINDOWS, ene mum OF converse
tion, and the cheerful laughter, showed M
that company were assembled there. Ihopet
my sister Lizzie would come to the door, ant
that might greet my family when no strang'
eye was looking curiously on.
But no-a servant answered my summons
They were too merry in the parlor to heee
the long absent one when he asked for ad
mittauce. A bitter thought like this wa
passing through my mind, as I heard thu
sounds from the parlor, and saw the halfsup
pressed Smile upon the servants face.
hesitated for moment before I made
myself known or asked for the family, ane
while I stood silent, a strange apparitiol
grew up before me. From behind the ser
want peered ont small golden head, a tiny
delicate form followed, and sweet, childish
face, with blue eyes, was lifted up to mine
so like those of one who had frightened my
boyhood, that I started back with sudder
feeling Of pain, =.
what Is your name, my little onep
asked, while the wondering servant held the
door. 49, '..' ~
eShe lifted up her hand as if to shade bel
eyes q had seen that very attitude in anoth
er in my boyhood many and many a time,
and answered in sweet bird: :Hke voice;
!Mary.' ~..
what else p I asked quickly. ---
sMary Moore Chester lisped the child.
My heart sank down like lead. Here was
an end to all the bright dreams and hopes Of
my youth and manhood. Frank Chester,
my boyish rival, who had often tried, and in
vain, to usurp my place beside the girl, had
sgccasdad at last, and had won her away
from me This was his child-his child
and Mary's,
sank, body and soul beneath this blow,
and hiding my face in my hands, l leaned
against the door, while my heart wept tears
Of blood. The little one gazed at me griev'
ed and amazed, and put up her pretty lip as
if about to cry while the perplexed servant
stepped to the Parlor door, and called my
sister out to see who it could be that con-
Quoted himself so strangely.
I heard light step, and pleasant voice
saying: 49,. ........~.,. ..<@ a.. u.
Did you wish to see my father, sirP
Hooked up. There stood apretty, sweet,
faced maiden of twenty, not much changed
from the dear little sister I had loved so we'll.
I looked at her for moment, and then, sti'
fling the tumult of my heart by a mighty eff,
fort, opened my arms and said;
Lizzie, don't you know me?
Harry! Oh, my brother Harry! she
cried, and threw herself upon my breast
She wept as if her heart would break.
I could not weep. I drew her into the
lighted paflor, and asoad there with her be-
fore them all,
There was q rush and cry Of JOY, and
then my father and mother sprang towards
me, and welcomed me home with heart fell
tears! Oh, strange and passing sweet il
such greeting to the way-worn wanaaeEEeer
And as 7 held py dear old mother to my
heart, and grasped my fathers hand, while
Lizzie still clung beside me, I felt that al
was not yet lost, and though another had Sc
cured life's choicest blessing, many JOY re
NAMED for me in this dear sanctuary o
home.
There we're four asheriRmatas afshe roam
who had arisen on my entrance. One wal
the blue eyed child whom I had already
seen, and who stood beside Frank Chester
clinging to his hand. Near by stood Lizzie
Moore, Mary's eldest sister, and in distan
corner, to which she had he hRrrisaly EetFsatst
wheu my name was spcken, stoodia tall ant
slender figure, half hidden by the heavy win
dow curtains that fell to the floor.
When the first rapturous greeting wa
over, Lizzie led me forward with a timit
grace, and Frank Chester grasped my hand
welcome home, my boy: said he, witt
tha loud, cheerful tones remember so we'll
You have changed so that I shonld neve
have known you but no matter for that
your heart is in the right place, know.
s,sHow can you say be has changed z sail
my mother, gently. To be sure he look
older and grayer, and more like man thar
when he went away--but his eyes and smil
is the same as ever. He is my boy STILL"
sAy, mother 1 said sadly, Il am yourbo.
still
Heaven help me! At that moment I fel
like boy, and it would have been blesse'
relief to have wept upon her bosom as hat
done in infancy. But kept down the beat
ing of my heart and the tremor of my lip
and answered quietly, as looked in his full
handsome face:
you have changed too, Frank, but l thinl
for the better
sOh, yes-thank you for that compliment,
he answered with hearty laugh. MY wifi
tells me grow handsomer every day
His wife could I hear that name AM
keep silent still?
sAnd have you seen my little girlr h
added, lifting his infant in his arms and kis
sing her crimson cheek. Il tell you ther
is not such another in the world Don't yo7
think she looks very much as her mothe
used TOP
very much ! I faltered.
sHallop cried Frank, with suddennes
that made me start violently, Il have forgot
ten to introduce you to my wife; I believ