Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-09-06

named her.
One day, after in vain striving to warm
her into something like sympathy for his
passionate feelings, he said:
Il do not believe you know what love is,
Ellen
You do not " she replied, with that arch
smile, that he so loved.
NO. said he, augrily, 'else you could not
be so firm, so cold
She watched him moment as he stood
looking moodily from her.
The mountain glacier, Herbert, that you
so often tell me of, is cold: firm, impassive,
while held by its icy bands, but bursting its
chains an avalanche thunders down, the
streams become torrents, and nature itself
is startled by the mighty fall
sAnd your love is like this tell me, El-
len,' said he suddenly, turning and grasp
ing her hand.
Hush, Herbert; maiden's love will
not be questioned she replied, the rosy
color deepening on neck and brow as she
withdrew her hands from him.
Suffice it, you have the exchange Of my
loves faithful VOW
Yes, but 7 would hear it again and yet
again, aud never weary of the hearing, that
this bud of love, by constant breath, might
prove beauteous flower he said
You would mar and destroy it by con-
slant handling she replied, seven as flowers
will not brook warm, rough pressure
you are right, Ellen, said he. In
spite of my impatience, I feel you are
right, and in the very coldness that I 50
censure, my better nature finds sweet re-
pose and rest. But Ellen, tell me-for
you have taught ME that l do not know it
what love is? call it passion-you
would make it but an affection tell me and
teach me how to purify and elevate it. ,
Love is a passion, it. is true, Herbert,
but holy one; it is an affection too-but
a noble one. 1t is, I think said she,
though blushing deeply as she always did
when speaking on the forbidden theme, "a
perfect delight and repose in the object of
our affections, with the knowled ge that he
has the same delight and respose in US, aud
though time or change might discover many
or grievous faults, yet We know no kno'cl-
edge will ever make US falter or doubt in
our calm trust?'
No knowledge, Ellen?' said he eagerly.
what, not if honor, if principles were con.
cerued?'
Her clear eyes met his wonderingly.
Honor and principle! That were i'm.
possible
But if it were 50, Ellen !; if you had been
deceived ?
Then would I wipe him from the page
of my heart. I could not love one desti-
tute of either. My ideal would still be
there, but he would no longer give it life
'And you would love again p he almost
Yes, when the marble of my petri6ed
ideal decayed'
'And that would be-Ellen p
In the grave, she answered in her clear,
firm tones.
Aud from that moment every thought of
righting Leonora, died in his heart, crush.
ed back by the more terrible grief of El-
lens widowed sorrow. He did not again
vex her by his impatience, or starte her
with his passion, but firmly, calmly, he in
sisted on speedy union. Every objection
was overruled, and though Ellen was some
times provoked with the urgency, she could
not but respect the cool determination that
would not suffer her to gaiusay him. Mr..
and Mrs. Willoughby too, urged it, and
we're his warm advocate, so that scarcely
three months after his return, Ellen Camp.
bell became his wife If delirium was hap.
piness, he was for awhile happy, but only
to be racked by the fercest torture when
calm reason again regaiued her seat. His
only hope now was in Mr.. Monckton, and
the preservation of the secret which made
him to Leouora still, as only Howard, the
Englishman.' He wrote to Mr.. Monckton
Immediately, detailing the violent opposition
of his parents, and charging him to cherish
the secret, and not to attempta passage un-
til he warned him. For awhile these letters
satisfied Mr.. Monckton, but Herbert was
at length almost maddeued by receiving
one from him Informing him of the birth Of
an infant son, and Leonora's determination
at once to seek him; of his acknowledge
ment of HerJe't's being in America, though
still preserving the secret of his name and
of his home Frantic with terror though
he was, he could yet calmly deliberate on
the means for preventing the dreadful aod
shameful discovery. While yet arranging
these plans, news of Mr.. Mouckton's death
reached him, and he gave way to the wild.
est emotion. He upbraided himself with
per6dy, with cruelty, nay even with mur.
der, and Ellen, shocked and paiued at the
wild grief, found it necessary to rebuke him
with harshness she had never before ven.
tured. Stuug to the heart by her scorn Of
an unmanliuess she could not understand,
he strove to check his passionate selfre.
proach. But his secret and bitter repen.
tance he could not so easily subdue, nor
the intense longing to see his only child
His life had been indeed one of misery, not
the least of which was his knowledge tina,
Ellen had suspected secret and hidden
cause of misery, and though too generous
too trusting ever to seek to divine the cause
vet he knew his want of confidence had en-
bittered her life.
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