Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-06-07

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Seventy nine years ago, an old fashion
ed, but substantial mansion could be
seen afew miles beyond the present village
of York. Situated on a considerable emf
nence, the waving fields of grain which
could be seen through the openings Of the
grove around it, spread Ikea messy car
pet, until hill or forest bounded the vision.
An avenue Of magnificent oaks, several hun
dred yards in length; stretched to the road
side; while nearer; and Immediately around
the mansion, the trim hedges, the graveled
walks, the disposition of shrub and flower,
bespoke woman's taste and care. Tie
mansion house Of Oaklawn was the resi-.
dence Of Mr.. ,Willoughby, an English
gentleman Of the old school, His parents
were of easy fortune, and emigrated to this
country shortly after their sons birth. On
reaching years Of manhood, his parents,
anxious to give him every opportunity for
mental culture, sent their young Hubert to
travel with a tutor, as was customary in
those days, in England and on the Cont
nent. After an absence of two years he
returned, leaving his tutor in Germany
The elder Mr.. Willoughby was. much dis
posed to think Mr.. Monckton recreant to his
trust, inasmuch as he left the young man
to make the journey home alone but Hu-
bert readily excused him, saying, his pro,
ceptor's studious habits led him to desire
entrance into the Universities there
Shortly after Hubert returned, he met e.
len Campbell, lady of birth and fortune ;
and to these advantages, adding charm Of
manner, rectitude of character, a grace Of
person, unrivalled. He became passionate.
y enamored of her, and backed by the en-
couragement of his parents, he woed and
won her for his wife, in the short space of
three months. For little season all went
on smoothly with the happy pair; but ,Hu,
bert, so madly. intoxicated with his dream
of bliss, suddenly sank into the most pro.
found melancholy. Occasionally be would
be reused from these spells by receiving
letters from his tutor, to whom he seemed
tenderly attached, and who wrote at fre.
quent and regular intervals. These yo
luminous epistles we're always eagerly de;
voured, and for little while he would be
himself again but only to sink into deeper
melancholy, ere another could possibly
reach him. The elder Mr.. Willoughby
frequently spoke of sending for Mr.. Monck
ton, but Hubert met the suggestion with
such impatience,. and finally with such
manifest anger, that he was forced to de-
sist. He argued, his tutors cheerful and
enliveDing letters were more calculated, tc
restore his tone of mind, than his presence
could possibly be. While in this alarming
condition-for his friends feared melan.
choly madness-news arrived of Mr.. Monck.
toms death. At this intelligence, Hubert
gave way to the widest grief, declaring be
never should have left him, and upbraiding
himself with wanton cruelty. In the cir.
cumstances. his remorse was so extrava,
CANT, as to rouse his wife to sternness
characteristic of her disposition, but never
before exercised towards him. This had
the desired effect; he was enabled to sub.
due the violence of bis grief, and time, at
length, brought relief to his diseased mind
Still, with the folly of incipient madness,
he would watch for those letters at the
regular intervals, till, as year after year
passed, his mind recovered it's wonted tone
and though never regaining the vivacity Of
his youthful temper, nor couquering ner.
vous timidity that was now habitual, be was
yet enabled to enjoy the gifts fortune had
placed within his reach, and to pass many
happy years with the devoted partner of his
life. The loss of his wife was trying
blow to him, and had it not. been for the
companionship of the little Ellen, an orphan
daughter of the brother of his wife's, life
would have been insupportable. His dis.
position, gentle and afectiouate to positive
weakness, led him to love this child with a
doating fondness, which might have proven
pernicious to weaker character than Ell.
lens. He was man. ruled by his affec.
tions; associations in his mind, being as
powerful as principles in others of stern
er mould. The home of his fathers, the
memories of childhood, the buoyant hope
of manhood, the happy recollections of we'd
ded bliss and domestic peace, the more
earnest pleasures of maturer years, and the
graver ties of age, all bound him, as with
cords, to the only home he had ever known.
Thus it was, that though Whig in prinoi-
pie, he was Tory in policy; but owing to
the war being mostly confined to the lower
and middle districts, he had escaped suspi-
cion by preserving rigid neutrality. The
question had never been pressed upon him,
for the inhabitants of what is now York
District, never were paroled as prisoners,
nor did they take protection as subjects
A short time previous to the opening of
our story, he had, in an unguarded mo-
ment of patriotism, half pledged himself
for the equipment of certain number of
troopers, to join Maj. Davie in his contem-
plated resistance against Ferguson and his
Tories, who were now scattering disnay
among tn. hardy mountaineers, who, hid in
their fastnesses, knew little of war but the
name. The,,fear that his pledge becoming
known, would compromise his position and
destroy his security, had intimidated him
to such degree, as to render him painful
ly nervous and fretful. His habitual be-
nevolence and kindness of heart, were now
almost obscured in his dread of the seques-
tration of the home of his father. and the