Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1859-06-09
CHAPTER II.

me tonight. Io-morroW L Will nave notn-
ing else to cheer me-"
CHAPTER II.
"Well, Charlie, besides the usual set of
simpering misses and vain coxcombs, whom
have we here--any celebrities ?"
elf by celebrities you mean bellies and
beauties, were to judge by my own stand
ard, 1 should say, Yes; but judging for
your fastidious taste, I must be candid and
say, No."
"Horror! if that is the case I'm off to-
morrow"
"And just arrived this evening? You'll
do no such thing; in pity 1 pray you to the
dozen of bright faces that marked your ar
rival, for from the tones of surprised delight
with which it was commented upon, I should
judge it would be sore disappointment if
they found the welcome visitor had fed"
"Spite of your hattery, Charlie, I'm gone,
if I cannot raise even Irritation to while
away the tedious hours of these long sum-
mer DAYS.
"Heavens! man, what do you want p
Have I not already told you there are do
zen sighiug damsels only awaiting your ap-
pearance to launch their arrows in your heart,
besides as many more who only need to be
told of your arrival TO-"
"Nonsense, Charlie! Don't talk to me
of love-sick damsels with scarcely brains
enough in their heads to steady them on
their shoulders, and who, if you but cast q
look on them, think you are dying, as they
express it, of love for them and then their
pretty maneuvres to attract attention, their
devotion to mamma, their passion for the
darling children, vowing so innocently they
could never think of leaving dear mamma !!
Oh G! no, they never can, nor ever will mar
ry! Bah! it makes me savage"
"Well, well, don't fret yourself into a
passion; you need not marry any of them if
you do not wish to. But come down with
me to the parlor, and if the array of black
eyes and blue eyes, rosy cheeks and lilly
brows, does not make you alter your decision,
then 1 give up"
"No indeed not I, to be. bored TO death
with small talk'-a good novel and q cigar
anytime against bevy of your ugly beau
ties"
"Harry, you are incorrigible ! If all you
want is Irritation there are women enough
down there to last you century and some
pretty girls too, and lively as crickets."
eyes, and all they can say is 'chirp,
chirp, chirpv No, when I flirt I must have
beauty and wit to give jest to the amuse-
ment; the humid eye must soften or flash at
my bidding, the cheek take richer hue at
my approach, and the rosebud lip tremble
as it bids me welcome"
"By Jove, Charlie there's a Venus here
only waiting some Promethean touch to warm
her into life, but you are not the one to do
it, old fellow, so keep quiet; surrounded as
she is by host of admirers, none dare fiat
ter. Her cool, excuse me, did you speak p
or will you be kind enough to repeat, I
believed was inattentive p makes them stink
back like whipped puppies as they are and
while her words are quiet and lady-like, her
flashing eye and lip of scorn betray the con-
tempt in which she holds them. But do not
hurry yourself; your novel and cigar will be
better company for your epicurean fastid-
iousness."
"By Jupiter the woman I've longed to
meet, but never yet seen. Hah! you prom
ise sport; but has she wit, sense, feeling p
Better love woman on canvass, than one
without sense or soul"
GA wit that would facinate sages-not a
sharp, sarcastic, meteor-like flashing that
scathes and wounds, but brilliant corus-
cation which plays around every sentence
which she utters. While you say it is here,
10 a! it is there and again you are enraptured
by yet more playful illumination. Her
conversations with scientific and learned
men are generally carried on in the form of
modest inquiry, yet each question opens a
world for thought and research. You ask if
she has feeling? Let me relate an incident
witnessed day or two ago; it will serve
to illustrate the character of the woman in
her different phases. A party of young
men, some eight or ten in number, entered
one of the private parlors Ensconced in a
quiet corner sat this Circe, reading. She
seemed painfully embarrassed at our noisy
entrance Git was after dinner, } and half arose
as if to make her escape, then sat down in
the most blushing confusion imaginable
Again she arose, Us if determined to make