Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-05-31

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{ ELLEN McMorris possessed mild, modes,
and gentle nature. She was trustful and
ciinging: like the jasmine; and, when sup.
ported, gave out as sweet perfume from
the depths of her heart. Harry loved her;
and the strong, passionate nature of George
McMorris beaved and quivered in the pres.
ence of Mary Wilson.
| Others were invited to attend thS party;
and by eight o'clock gay picturesque
group were assembled on the rock below
the Cascade. Awhile merry peals.ef laugh.
ter created now and then theear Of Night.
The conversation was general the parties
mixed freely together; familiar names were
on every lip. But these are the gala-times
of youthful love; the stirred heart seeks
to be alone with the loveliness which has
darted into it, like sudden fash of light.
Yielding to the unbidden instincts of the
hour, various couples soon sought shaded
seats or quiet promenades, in order to be-
alone. Alone, the lovers universe!
We may think differently, when our
fates are sealed, and we learn to look with
critic eyes on the past; but to the young,
unp1edged, yearniDg bosom, love, either
with or without reason, is wisdom. 1t is
the constant breathing of the uutried spirit.
All, as they ripen into manhood or woman
hood, see dimly the mystic chain that is to
bind heart and hand together, in the future.
The very solemnity and fiual nature of mar:
riage create an exceeding interest in the
search for the partner of life. 1t is as if an
angel should come and take us through the
flaming worlds, revolving in the blue heav-
ems; and then ask US which shall be our
final home. Love is the guiding instinct
to proper choice. To our feet it is the
lamp, to our pathway the light of heaven.
The trysting hour had passed, and Her.
bemont had wen the promise of Sarah Shell
by, that she would one day be his bride.
They were seated under an elm tree in full
view Of the Falls.
awe will some day." said Henry, "have
a sunny home, when I come back from
Florence. I will then transfer this scene
on canvas to its walls. 1t would make a
glorious picture" The object of his in
tended visit to Italy was the more COM
plete study of landscape painting
"Did it ever occur to you," replied Sa-
rah, "tbat there is hidden life in nature,
not to be revealed by art? Your picture
of the Falls will be motionless and song
less. The statue has no pulse, no voice,
no breathing"
cit is not the business of art to express
the outer world. It holds the mirror up
to the inner life If l do not breathe soul
into every picture I make, I shall throw
them all away"
"Theu hope never to behold any of the
fruits of your genius! Your soul would
make lovely picture, could you paint it :;
but your ambition should be to paint the
universe to the soul and not to make the
universe mere Briatol.board on which to
wreak your thoughts and emotions"
"That would be to degrade art by ma
king it material, and gross in its tenden-
cies."
"It would exalt art by making it the
translator of Gods thoughts, and not mans. :"
"What are you heathens talking about?"
said Mary Wilson, who came up just at
this time.
ri was telling Henry, who leaves us
soon, you know, for Florence" replied Sa-
rah, "that art is the development of nature
and not soul particularly"
"That seems to be Sbakspeare's view,
where he speaks of holding the mirror up
to nature, and representing the very image
and spirit of the times in his poetry"
"But," replied Henry, "he says in an
other place:
The poets eye, in fine frenzy rolling
Chances from heaven to earth, from earth to heay-
en-;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown the poets pen
Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothings
A local habitation and name
So he seems to advocate both theories; and
Coleridge says that poetry is the very es-
sence and flower of human wisdom"
"In truth" interfered Mary, "the do
main of art is as wide as the sphere of
knowledge, whether of mind or matter
and its Office is to compress the world of
experience and observation into nutshell.
Its use is to enlarge, to all, the means of
cultivating ard gratifying ideality, or love
of beauty. 1t brings Niagara, or the
Rhine, into The sick mans chamber; and
throws rainbow, or this summer-moon-
light scene, around the Christmas fireside.
Oh isn't it richly, grandly, beautiful to
night? I'm sorry we have to 60 home at
ALL" and she slept down to the rivers
brink, following her fancies.
"She is wonderful girl" said Sarah,
and after pause, added: "Henry, al
most fear to part with you so soon. You
will be gone so long; and it is dangerous
to be on the ocean,"
"Oh only think of the bright side: a
voyage on the rolling deep, year in Italy,
a short trip into Greece, Egypt, Palestine
and Asia Minor, and I will be with you
again for life. You will scarcely miss me
till shall be back. Only think how hap
py we shall then be in a home of our own"
81 know should not look forward to
a dark future but nv heart will lono for