Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1859-01-13

that of my brother 2 and dssbut perhaps it was
q mere fancy, I Ithought there was o slight
resemblance between you,1
tThen mayI not take thatbrother's place
in your heart? MayI not be all that he was
to you, and morel MayI not devote my
whole life to the promotioRof your happiness,
and will you not crown that life with your
love" g.. &c.,. ~
She made no reply, put her countenance
told more plainly than, words, the story her
lips refused to utter Placing her trembling
hand in his, and dropping her head upon his
breast, she shed tears Of soul-felt happiness,
Her heart had been touched by the magi-
clans hand, and her pent-Ip feelings rushed
forth at his touch. But through her fast
falling tears, she saw the bright bow Of
promise, betokeDing glorious future. Oh
what untold eloquence there is in woman's
tears, when shed over the couch of suffer-
ing, they soothe the pangs of the sufferer,
and render pain more endurable; when shed
Ger the grave of the departed, they hallo@
the spot on which they fall. They were
woman's tears of JOY thatfell upon the lowly
manger of Bethlehem; the Savior's feet
were bathed with wo1nan's tears; woman's
tears were shed upon Calvary's Mount, when
nature groaned and the sun himself was
yelled in gloom, in sympathy with the ago
MES of their expiring God; and woman's
tears followed him to Getbsemane's garden.
How long the two lovers remained in that
happy soul-communiou they knew not, they
took no note of times fight. When they
returned to the house, night had closed
in; and "the old folks" beginning to be
uneasy about their absence, were about to
institute search for the truants:
During the whole evening the company
was quiet, even sad Christmast was over,
aod they we're to leave Woodlawn early on
the following morning. There was not one
of the number who had not become attached
to the place, and who did not feel regret at
the prospect of bidding it farewell. Mary
Clayton was the only one who seemed not to
share in the prevailing sadness; she did not
have sense and sentiment enough eyer to
be sad !; and the consequence was, that her
good spirits of which she boasted were often
the source of much annoyance to those who
we're not blessed with the same happy dis
position. On the present occasion she Sc
i,cted Wentworth as the victim Of her perse-
cutions, and inflicted upon him series Of
interrogatories, which were enoug b to pro-
woke saint to anger. .i.s -- ~ -.
"From the length- of your stay, I imagine
that you must have had a very pleasant walk
MIR. Wentworth 2"
"Yes, very pleasant"
'"But you can't be blamed for remaining
out so late, when you had such an agreeable
companion. Is not Miss Vernon very in
teresting?" '"~.
"Passably so."
dyes, J. think myself that she is rather
interesting, though she is very childish
there is time for improvement however, she
is quite young yet. Did you visit tie water
fall just above the grave-y yard 7" .
| ONO"
"What treat you missed! But begin
to suspect that you were too much occupied
with another kind of fall to be conscious Of
anything else; for, as live, I believe you
have fallen in love. I have never found yoa
so Interesting before"
After keeping up "running fire" upon
him for some time, she at length relinquish'
ed her attempt to make him interesting
Harry could not help wishing that she would
always find him uninteresting enough toavoid
his company. ........ ....
Mr.. and Mrs. Vernon had determined to
remain at Woodlawn for several days after
the departure of their visitors. 1t was not
until they had all departed, that Alice at
tempted to collect her thoughts and reflect
upon all that had transpired in the last few
days. To say she was unhappy, would be
incorrect she was assured of being beloved
by him who was her souls idol she knew
that she was his hearts home; she believed
that Providence had destined them for each
other she felt that life would be valueless
without his love, and such thoughts brought
with them unutterable jor. But where on
earth can deep and abiding happiness be
found? What earthly pleasure is free from
pain? What earthly joy is free from sorrow
Our happiness is as transient as the light,
fitting clouds of summer; and our moods, as
changeable as the varying hue Of natures
garb. Apparently, Alice had no reason to
be otherwise than happy, she herself could
assign no cause why she should not be So
Though extremely sensitive and impressible,
she Was not naturally superstitious; but an
indefnable feeling of dread came over her,
and giant spectre, that threw its shadow
over all her Joy, arose before her mind,
when she remembered that her faith had
been plighted upon Craze.
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