Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1859-10-27

c0mIortS, anu dressings Oh nOme sue tooh tne
fatal leap, and married Milton. Ah poor Alice
Milton well might your husband say you are
nothing but a woMANp Such in substance, were
her thoughts, as she sat upon the crimson lounge
in that gorgeous and magnificent apartment
All methinks the tears that fall upon the Grim
son cushions are no less bitter than those which
dampen rustic seats! that eyes wiped with gaw-
zy linen-cambric, with lace borders, are often
suffused with tears as those which are wiped by
rough sleeves, or check aprons!
Into each Life some rain must fall,
Some days win be dark and dreary.
And yet if Alice Milton t0as nothing but wo.
man, as her cruel husband had asserted, tauntiug.
ly, she was capable, as all women are, of endur'
ance, patience, long suffering and quiet fortitude,
to thousand times greater degree than the stout
est-hearted, irons souled man. In hope, love, de-
votion and faith as well as determination, endu-
rance, and patience, it is very true that woman is
nothing but woman while, on the other hand, in
all the opposite qualities, men, as whole are moth
ing but men. Man will yield, sink down, and be
crushed beneath sorrow; while woman will
stand like an anvil, beneath the blows of adver-
sty and the strokes of misfortune, until the Graz
ed brain and torn heart are both wrecked-both
pulseless upon the clammy bosom Of her sole VIC
tor, Death
But we are DEPRESSING let US return to Milton
who has Just left the room, and is now about en-
tering the carriage at the door.
We're ish it must drives ter carriage ? asked
Dedrick, as Milton seated himself within.
TO the Witches Home replied Milton, slam
ming the carriage door.
sDunder ant blixenp exclaimed the astonished
Dedrick. jumping down from his seat, and look
ing into the carriage; shust let me tell you, py
tam dat ish so pad blace ash it never vas.
wash no be dare for all der monish dare ish in dish
whole England-I will no drives ?
will not drive, you rasca!' said Milton. i
command you to get up to your seat instantly and
do as I tell you.
'Shust you look here, Mr. Miltonsn said Ded-
rick 4 vas rot going Won steps mid dish car
riage, no hovs you kin fix der tings. Py dunder!
mes Won free mans so goot as pefore it never vas.
Reply to me in that way, sir, said Milton,
jumping out of the carriage; and l will blow your
brains out
%, py tam' said Dedrick; 'spose you pillow
mine head pom top Of mine prains, vat for no you
don't 90 mid der bolice to der brison, ant der gall
vat you call de tam tings?'
How, sir!' said Milton. Dare you mention
gallows to me?'
sYaw dat ish it ! said Dedrick; 'spose der sher-
if put der gallus pom top of your neck, because
you plow der head from out Of mine prains. Va'
you does den?'
Are you drunk, Dedrick? asked Milton, sur.
prised at the unusual conduct Of the honest fel'
low.
Drunk = replied Dcdrick, indignantly; wen you
sees me mid too mooch prandyF
WELL get on your seat, and drive me at once
to the Witches Home said Milton, slipping g
guinea in Dedrick's hand.
But said Dedrck, 'how we going to cross del
river 80 stormy q nichgt ash dis vou?'
I'VE can 20 over the BRIDGE said Milton, by
going mile or two out of our way. Come, jump
up = and Milton placed another guinea in the dri
ver's hand. -...-..-- .-..
Poor Dedrick, like everybody else in this strange
world, had his price and, as it was but seldom
that his hands closed over two guineas, he silent
ly mounted his high seat before the carriage and,
telling Milton to get in, he drove rapidly off from
the door.
1t was indeed terrible night The rain came
down in torrents the lightning (though not half
so vivid as in our southern latitudes) continually
darted from the highly charged clouds, and fash
ed, with on almost binding light, into the faces
of Milton and Dedrick while the alternately crash
ing and muttering thunder rolled over the town
and made night more than hideous. With the ex-
ception ofthemselves and an occasional watchmau,
the streets were entirely deserted; and the clat-
ter of the horses hoofs upon thestony streets and
the rumbling of the heavy carriage wheels, to-
gether with the low howl of Watchdog, and the
frequent 'py tam of Dedrick, were all that broke
the reign of silence between the pauses of the
thunder-peals
Milton threw himself back into corner of the
carriage, and thought, thought, thought, until
thought became agony. Oh d! where would it all
end this dark, inexplicable, damning plot Of
his! Should he triumph in his base plans and
intentions, what then? What was there to be
gained by that triumph in comparison to the quiet
peace Of conscience which was lost? Where was
he going, this dark, dreary and terrible night?
All |! that was fearful question! Why leave the
beautiful home; its comforts and its maguifcence?
Why not be with that lovely child-that only
daughter-whose form was fast growing into that
of woman? Why not be there with the sad, pale
wife, to wipe away those almost ever falling tears
and whisper gentle words in her ear, that longed,
so yearningy, for the love.musc? ? OH why!
Alb it was not said in vain: The wages of sin
are death : and oh = what death it is! A death
of purity, death of happiness, death Of love, Of
hope, of pleasure, of home, respect, loved ones;
q death to all that is noble in human nature; @
death, morally n death, intellectually death,
physically; and, finally, death, Externally!
Verify, dear reader, the heart within the bosom
of Milton was as certainly dying to all good end
pure influences, as that his physical organization
was decayiug beneath the touch and influences Of
time; and-make note here-as soon as the
human heart becomes contaminated by constant
contact with guilt and transgression, so sure will
it withdraw its affections from all that is pure
and holy and of good report and it is only ne
cesssry to keep the heart shut against the good
to create within itself bell. Pardon another di-
presson-it was involuntarily protracted.
Drive carefully and slowly, Dedrick,' said Mil
ton, as the hoofs of the horses sounded upon the
bridge Then throwing himself back into the
seat he said That old william, Jason, must have
allowed Loo to escape, and, no doubt, knows some.
thing of her whereabouts. By heaven! he shall
not thus trihe-'
sVat ish dat! exclaimed Dedrick.
What is the matter now?' asked Milton, put
ting his head cautiously out of the window.
Mine got in hebenn said Dedrick, 'dere ish Won
old witch sitting off youter py Won fire..
where p asked Milton, looking in all direc,
tons: then, in an undertone, he added: Heavens
if it be old Loo, my triumph is complete! 80
saving he ordered the carriage to be stopped
and after alghting, he looked in every direction
over the desolate moor, a9u saiu, oee AoAe'
Dedrick.'
.Yaw look right perfore ter head Of ter horses
vat you gee dare? ?
"A fire, as live!' said Milton, observing fire
about half mile in the distance; but see no
one, Dedrick.' -.
.Schust look dare now, said Dedrick. pointing
the but end of his whip towards the figure of what
seemed to be woman, passing to and fro before
.lo Gao tVat for vnn M Gee y
The fire must be under tent said Milton; 'or
it would not burn in all this rain. A party Of
gipseys have encamped for the night, I suppose;
but drive on-we shall soon find out something
about it, and, so saying, Milton reseated himself
within the carriage, and Dedrick drove carefully
towards the fire.
TTo BE CONTINUED.