Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-03-01

such case
Il can't bear to give him up yet, said
Star. what if We could see him walking
in now" she added, with moistened eyes
Suppose he had been saved in some
way?'
Media shook her head. I'VE should
have heard, she said softly.
There was a hustle at the entrance. In
come Dora, her face unnaturally elongated,
her eyes reddened with excessive weeping.
'My dears, how are you?' she asked, in
mournful voice. I've thought of you so
often since that unfortunate visit. I'm sure,
| never suffered so much in my life be-
fore-never. I've been so sick, | couldn't
come to you, as wanted to, dear knows!
From them she ran into the next room, to-
condolc with Mary; and when she came
out, real tears hung IN her lashes.
We'll, I'm sure I'll do anything / can
for YOU she said, again addressing Media.
you will go into mourning, I suppose?
Media signifed yes, by nod.
We'll then, you don't feel like doing such
things, Of course, and Pm good shopper,
let ME make your purchases. l really need
something of the kind to enliven me a
little-not that it is very cheerful business
either she added, noticing the incongruity
of her speech. Il mean, you know, l like
exercise
we shall be very much obliged, I'm
sure said Media family.
! .'Of course, you'll want Alpaca, with
crape-trimming; you'll want Grape bonnet,
too, with whole.length wells. Capes, too,
for your mother and yourself; half Grape
trimming looks SO nice. Gloves and rib
bons-let me sce-Oh! black pins, jet
catches, jet brooches; yes, I think have
all, she added, noting each purchase on
her tablets. Now, for little Tiney. Of
course you want something soothing, but
not deep black. Say little black and
white check silk straw bonnet; white
ruche and white ribbon; black gloves and
CATERS, of course. Why Tiney, child, how
you are sobbing! didn't mean to hurt
your feelings
! An arm was held mutcly forth, and in
the next moment the child's streaming eyes
were hidden in Medals lap, and Medals
tears fell thickly on her golden locks.
Media"
Her father stood on the threshold, an
open letter in his hand. How strangely he
looked. There was wildness in his face,
bcwilderment and deep, strong JOY.
Media A glass of-water'
Away flew Media, frightened at this re-
quest, and the growing paleness of her faith
er's face, while he almost tottered to chair,
gasping as he sat down.
The water was brought, the strong man
revived, and his first words were,
God be forever blessed, my children,
your brother is not dead.'
Not dead" cried Media, in tones that
were singularly low and piercing. 'FatEer.
father. not dead and she graspcd his
hands convulsively.
Not dead cried Dora-hands spread
and eyes staring-'mercy | shall faint.
o, SO sudden, so strange, SO ovcrwhelm-
ing
Star alone, after one great rush of blood
to her heart, which seemed to stop its very
pulses, stood with shining eyes and GRIM
soning checks, saying softly to herself,
while she clasped and unclaspcd her hands,
i felt it
Iut what docs it mean ? Who says so,
father? Oh! it's too good news can
hardly bear it, and Media sank sobbing in
her fathers arms.
Ashrill clear voice sounded near: 'God
be praised"
Little Tiney had run at the first excla-
nation of her father, to tell the good news
to Mary. Now, here she was upon them
white, whittier than ever; her eyes glistcn-
ing, her lips parted; wild incredulity
making her face almost painful to witness.
Soon she lay, helpless as a little child, up
on her husbands breast.
For PHYS sake dc let's have light now
here, Bilba, bring your great strong arms
here, and throw open every shutter, cried
Dora, laughing little Historically, Mr..
Marshall is found, alive if not we'll; so
help make US look cheerful
The girl stood like one demented her
palms outsprcad her mouth wide open,
and the large eyes, that were red every day
with weeping (for she had been tcnderly at
tachcd to the young mani almost springiug
from their sockets.
Il say, give us some light persisted Do
ra, laughinga and crying.
do YOU mean the shutters p said Bilba,
stupidity; looking from one to the other,
slow to tocomprchend this singular mixture
Of joy and grief.
ooh. Bilba, you must laugh, now bub
Marshall isn't drownnd after ALL cried Ii
ncy. 'Ile was picked up, and he is in
Schenectady alive, but not quite we'll yet
papa read US the letter
oh. Miss Tiney-is it true news p
Oh. Mr. iIamilton-Oh! MiStress-is it
true? Then it's heaven here again, thank
God It's heaven here again, where we
was all so dark and sorrowfu!' Saying
which, a copious shower of tears succeeded,
and the rest of the shutters were opened,
while she mopped her eyes vigorously with
her apron.
How glad the sun-beams seemed to get
back again. They came nesting in their
old places, smiling up at the pictures that
looked freshly painted, after the sombre
ness had passed from their tiuting smiling