Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-07-12

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for your tender sympathies.'
Much as would like to prove the claim
replied Graham, in evident annoyance at
the young ensign's badinage, truth compels
me to resign it; but my English tastes and
predictions, have never yet made me
ashamed of my warm Italian blood. am
rather proud Of my mother country, my
classic, noble Italy,
Italy sir. thought you were an En-
glishman, said Mr.. Willoughby, turning
quickly; then suddenly checking the haste
which might seem ill-bred, be colored deep
ly, and with hurried beg pardon again
turned to the window.
1T is only the home of my adoption, sir
said Graham, with graceful courtesy 'but
next to the home of my birth, is dear to
me as the land of nobility and knighthood.'
The veriest aristocrat you ever met, Miss
Ellen laughed Sewer. He would not
touch one of the lords of our soil with the
toe of his patrician boot, for half his acres
I think even his religion teaches him of a
sort of Turkish heaven, where plebians are
not allowed to enter, but stand at the door
in wondering awe at the purple and fine
linen of the halls of Paradise
'Pshaw Sewer, don't be foolish. You
give Miss Ellen poor idea of my mental
calibre, said Graham, coloring.
No, would but warn her of spirit of
ostracism which attacks all systems that
lead to what you would call innovation,
but what rebels call retormation.'
perhaps the best way to conquer such
narrow views and grovelling conceptions, is
to 'quana parva sapientia regitur nsunolus,
said Graham, betrayed onto college quo
tation, and rising in frowning displeasure.
You must excuse the patriots democrat
ic principles said Ellen, gently. you
know in your own Rome, it was the mark
of good citizen, never to despair of the
fortunes of the Republic, and English valor
has brought our fortunes to such low ebb
as needs not only the courage, but the en-
couragement of every citizen
There, Graham, you will not refuse such
peace ofering,' said Sewer, without the
least intimidation at the officers naughty
air; 'but bark, there is summons that will
soothe all the asperities of our nature. I
lead the way to breakfast and good humor.
you are incorrigible,' said Mr.. Will
loughby, as they seated themselves at his
abundant board
But very tractable under such duties as
are now before me. Lieut.. Graham, I trust
you will do justice to the good the Gods
provide, and as reward of good be-
havior, I will allow you this wing of as
dainty fowl as ever hungry soldier was
blessed with. And, Miss Ellen, let me
congratulate you on the restoration of your
silver. 1t had but brief sojourn in Tory
hands. Poor little Bessie said he, his
quick mind reverting in association to her
memory. yes, Mr.. Willoughby,' he con-
tinued, elevating his voice, the trace Of
grief almost instantly obliterated from his
merry face;' they call me Ned-Devil-may.
care, in camp, and Ensign Sewer is only
used on muster-days before an audience.
Now there's Lieut.. Graham, fellow would
as soon think Of calling him Ned, as they
would me, your honor; but it's Lieut.. Ed
ward Graham, right foot out, shoulders
thrown back, head erect, present arms and
all the rest of the honors'
You should not have your name so cor
rupted Ned. It's good enough, if you use
it right said Mr.. Willoughby, smiling.
Ah, sir, the public are sadly recreant to
their duty there; but how did you manage
| it Graham /? You have the name too
Mine has been abbreviated also. At
home they called me Frank, in childhood !;
but not being dignided enough for an Of
6cer in the Horse Guards, my brother off,
GERS called me by my second name, Edward
you are lucky in having two names. I
have had to battle through life with one,
and l would not be surprised if it was not
to that fact my want of dignity is to be as,
cribed,' said Sewer, in affected pity
Your name is Francis then, 1 suppose
'Yes, it one of my maternal names from
Francesca. l have holier one in Leon.
Leonora was my mothers name | was
named for her and a dear and only sister
(my aunt suppose) Francis Edward Leon.
'Ah! said Sewer, "a knight-errant
name, worthy of the bearer know of but
one sweeter, and that was Bessie Grail e.
A groan from MIR. Willoughby interrupted
him and he would have fallen, had not Jer-
ry caught him.
Ellen ran in terror to him, but Sewer,
with his usual promptitude, had already
reached him and laying him on the floor,
hinging the cushion Jerry would have
placed under his head across the room,
cried,
Would you murder the man with your
cushion? How can the blood circulate and
his head up? It's Only a faint, Miss Ellen.
Don't be alarmed, it will soon be over
My dear UNCLE said Ellen, cha6ng his
hands 'he has never been we'll since old
Mr.. Craig's death, and the mention of it
effects him very painfully
'And I was very thoughtless, Miss Ellen,
to speak SO inconsiderately but there, he's
coming to. Better leave him alone awhile !;
strange, he should be so suddenly overcome
'My uncle is man of such strong at
tachments, said Ellen. 'His nature is re-
markably tender, and these late trials have
made him more nervous than usual
Better, now, sir, are you not?' said
Sewer, as Mr.. Willoughby opened his eyes.
Where am I? Better? Yes. ah II