Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-08-02


her in the slightest degree; or if she wa'
convinced, the remodelipg was done aftel
she thought I had forgotten it, ~.-
Ellen colored deeply, and drew bach
the unfortunate sketch. .., r.
sYou know, Graham, some peoples chari
ty is so sweet as to be sickly; perhaps youl
rebukes were too tender to correct replied
Davie, with quick glance at Ellen.
ELLEN must either rule or be ruled, said
Mr. Wiiloughby. She knows no middle
course-listens to no compromises
- 'And only bows to master mind, saic
Graham, scrutinizing her glowing face
DO you know, Mr. Willoughby, I think
Miss Ellen's education has spoiled her fol
yielding? Instead of the stern and rigic
studies which she has followed, I would
have taught her of the gentle Una, given
her of the romantic, poetic fiction Of Spen
ser and Dryden, and checked the fasciua
ting theme by the sterling lessons Of Shak
speare and Milton. Again, 1 would en-
courage the brilliant fancy by the powers
of my own luxurious and brilliant land, the
romantic memoirs of the French and theil
dazzling histories. I would have taught
her of war and chivalry, from the splendid
and heart stirring pages of Froissart, and
from the romantic love and Knighterrantry
of the Spanish Cavalier. And I would have
read such legends in the corner of some
sombre library, when the deepening twilight
conjured up the ghosts of The past to scare
US with their imaginative terrors; or steal.
ing to the 6reside, with no other light than
was afforded by the glimmering brands Of
its deep and ponderous hearth, the sorcery
of thought should raise the spirits of for
gotten generations to people my ideal world,
and thus chewing the cud of sweet and bit.
ter fancy, her vivacious talent should ex.
tract honey from every study
IF your object had been but to awaken
the imagination, you would have succeeded,
no doubt, said Davie. But the sickly food
would have enervated, perhaps destroyed
the understandings
'Poh ? said Graham, eve only need wo'
man to adorn life. What business has she
with practical details
"A woman that could not add dignity to
society-could not only adorn but support
can neither admire nor respect, replied
Davie.
why, Davie, my pupil would be being
Of exquisite seusibility-of vivid powers
ofardent temperament-one born to love and
be loved
Il grant you-one who can understand
the misery ofliving, but never the joy Of it.
One who would captivate our fancy in the
morning of life, but who would be incapable
of engaging our maturer minds-an April
maiden of smiles and tears, never the mat
ron that renders bliss secure
Miss Ellen, how can you listen to such
matter-of-fact views! The philosophy Of
love 1 would not be surprised at his ad
vocating the Platonic creed at last
Nay said she, you know my education
leads me to agree with him. I an dis
posed to think esteem is the only true foun
dation for happiness.'
'And you object to my course of studies !?
In so far as it would unfit me for all the
duties of life. I am afraid if sought in
struction but for the sake of amusement,
would reject all else that lacked the charm
and thus lose forever that opportunity of ac
quiripg the habit of controlling and con
centrating my powers upon what woult
tend to utility and happiness
Utility! There it is again. Itold yor
you were too reasonable, Miss Ellen
sit not gift rare enough in our sex t.
admire ? said Ellen, laughing.
NO, I cannot endure its never-varyin9
lines. 1t would chafe me to madness, al
ways to follow its cold dictates.'
You view it as a tyrsnt instead of
counsellor, Graham said Gsvie. Il be
lieve that there are impulses in the mind o
man, that reason cannot restrain-that sh,
looks upon with awe, not seeking or daring
to investigate them
Il am not in the humor for metaphysical
discussion now, Davie Tell me when 20,
leave in the morning. said Graham, will
one of his quick transitions.
sAs soon as Sewer arrives, which vii
probably be before the sun is an hour high,
replied Davie.
You leave in the morning? So soon,
said Ellen, involuntarily.
Il must said he. Gan you not give m
an hour alone?' he whispered -
She blushed and shook her head. II
smiled, and said in low tone
Il must have it,
She glanced at Mr.. Willoughby, ant
Graham, who were in conversation together
Il will arrange it, if you will grant it.
She nodded her head in blushing assent.
Meet me at sunrise, in the Glen
She shrauk and hesitated. He watched
her moment, and again whispering, "a
sunrise, Ellen, he joined in the conversation
without giving her opportunity to refus'
him.
CHAPTER XVIII.
"Shall 60 on? Or have said enough?'
MILTON.