Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-06-07
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:. The old man took off his hat reverentlJ
as he spoke, and placing his hand onBessie'l
head, with his eyes raised in holy feryor,
seemed indeed toibe deVotiug his child to
the cause. Nh! Adams was deeply touched,
and grasping his hand said, mo one doubts
your patriotism, Andrew, and for little Bes,
sic, here he continued smiling, 'such saucy
little bodies would draw less loyal hearts
than Alexander Bowen's to the cause. NeY.
er blush child, he's lad thatzyou may be
proud Of As he spoke, Alexander himself
approached, and with manner half assur-
ed and halfbashful, greeted the party. The
minister who had spoken with him before,
gave him kindly smile /; old Andrew, an
honest grasp; while Mr.. Willoughby, as il
fearful of compromising imselfby extending
his hand to a known trooper in Maj Davies
corps, .hesitated until the honest soldier, as.
eribing to pride of station, what was only
timidity Of principle, touched his hat with
careless independence, without noticing
the tardily offered hand 90
But his cheeks glowed, as Ellen Camp.
bell, with a grace peculiarly her own, and
with warmth of manner which made ample
amends for. her unele's coldness, rested hel
little: hand in his, and with few words
which woman knows so we'll how to use
obliterated the memory Of the fancied slight
The glow had not faded from his sunburnt
cheek, when he turned to speak to Bessie
but she was too busy in her welcome of 6
new conner, to do more than hastily nod
her pretty little head; and he wondered il
the blush which still rested on her cheek
from the minister's words, was a fusho
pleasure or pain.
Here is Mr.. Ferris, father said Bessie
as she warmly shook the hand of the new
conner; che is about to join Maj. Davie's
troopers, so you must count him one Of
now 49, '.. '},-."'Ss'
Better late than never, Reuben Though
ye shrank from the heat and burthen o the
day, ye may find wark enough yet to keel
a leal heart busy said Andrew, with some
bitterness. ,4::- =, y, ~. .,..>.
Don't be hard on Reuben, Andrew
If he brings as honest heart, as be brings
strong arm, we'll have him a Captain yet,
said Mr.. Adams, encouragingly.
Andrew did not speak, although the min.
lister evidently wished him to make amends
for his somewhat rough welcome. There
was scowl on the young mans face, which
Mr.. Willoughby's timid greeting and Ell
lens colder one, did not tend to dissipate
but Bessie's cordial manner seemed a,
length to win him to good humor.
The two troopers were young men in the
prime of life, with all the hardihood of the
mountaineer; each strong and athletic yet
so dissimilar as to need description in order
to understand fully, the character of the
two. ... ~.
Alexander Bowen stood rather above siz
feet, yet SO admirably proportioned as tt
seem scarcely SO tall. A profusion of curl
ing brown hair preserved the fairness of {
high broad brow, though the face was EN-
Drowned by exposure to sun and air
A chin closely shaven, unusual to troopers
still showed evidence of abundance of the
hirsute ornament. Eyes of dark grey, al
most black when sparkling in merry roguery
that was almost contradicted by the firmly
set lips, indicating concentrated purpose
and indomitable will. And if he NIGH
have served for a model for Hercules, his
companion might as we'll have stood fol
Vulcan. -....
He was lower of stature, but of almost
disproportionate breadth. His limbs were
large, but sinewy and muscular, indicating
great strength. I have often thought there
is as much, perhaps more character in the
brow, than any other feature. Ferris was
low, and from habitual contraction, scowl.
ing; his small gray eyes were almost bid
beneath the hanging brows; his nose broad
and fiat; mouth large-thick Tipped; his
neck thick and short; the lower part of his
face being almost hid in bushy red whisk-
ers, contrasting strongly with his short stiff
black hair. His countenance indicated
cunning and sensuality.
'And when do you expect to join Major
Davies boys p said Mr. Adams.
I'VE will meet him at Watauga,' repli-
ed Bowen, 'if good luck does not throw us
together sooner
sAnd if I may be so bold, why are you
absent now, young man. asked Mr.. vii.
loughby.
The young troopers eyes flashed at the
unceremonious words, and his lip arched
itself to a hasty rejoinder, but impulsive
little Bessie interrupted with, Captain
Bowen if you please, MIR. Willoughby -
And do you not know that it is to raise re-
cruits for Major Davie that he's here now
That's what the minister's sermon was for.
Indeed, Bessie, I did not replied Mr..
Willoughby, good humoredly, 'and if l
must admire the taste which chooses you for
his Secretary of State, cannot so heartily
commend its prudence
Deed, sir, Ellick's not ashamed of it, re,
piled Bessie, shrinking in blushing embar-
rassment at her impetuosity.
sAnd deed, Bessie, am not ashamed of
the good plate that's so we'll stored away,
waiting for peaceful times, but l see no rea,
son why Kings men or Congress men should
know it, replied Mr.. Willoughby.
'Ye'd do weel to be careful sir, said old
Andrew, whisperingly. Il wauld'na speak
of what concerns nae one but yersel.'
Dear me, Ellen,' said the old man in
manifest trepidation, 'have l said any thing