Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-07-26

Ellen, is it much I ask you?' said Mr..
Willoughby, more kindly. A youth, hand
some, generous and devoted, with every
quality to make woman happy, asks you
to be his wife. What miserable infatuation
forbids it?'
She wept sadly. 'But plead sternly ;
perhaps more tender lips can plead to more
purpose. Remember your promise not to
betray your love to another And ere she
understood why, he had left her.
sEllen,-and in tears 7? said Graham.
sHave my foolish words wounded you p
God knows, dearest, I would give my life
to spare you single one. Look up, look
up, Ellen, and tell me I'm forgiven said
he, in glad surprise, at this unwonted yield.
ing.
She did look up, but with look of des'
pair which startled him.
i What is the matter, Ellen cannot
understand this. Your uncle bade me meet
you here, to plead, as only lover can plead,
fer love and happiness. Say, my Ellen, that
you listen to me-
Il can listen,' said she mournfully, 'but
my heart gives no response
What. said he, have | again been toe
precipitate p
sWe must understand each other she
replied. You ask love and happiness. |
might give content; but never happiness
You wrong yourself; you wrong me by
such thought-you who are so fitted for
domestic felicity. You, who possess an en-.
thusiastic tenderness and an earnest 3evo
ton. And my affections and opinions
shall be moulded in yours; and if ardent,
devoted love can make you happy, you will
be best indeed
is it not possible that you do not COM
prehend me? l cannot love you as you
ought to be loved I esteem you more
than any man l have ever seen, but / can
never regard you otherwise than as valued
friend
May not hope?' said he, much agita-
ted, 'that time-my future conduct, your
uncle's influence -
Forgive me, Graham | do not willing
ly distress you, but better the disappoiut-
ment now, than that you should hereafter
discover that my silence had deceived you.
'And you would tell me you cannot love
me p replied he, passionately. Sine was
silent, unwilling to pain, by repetition, the
heart she mad already wounded so deeply.
ELLEN, tell me have you preference for
auother?'
The crimson tide bathed neck and brow.
Our birth is equal our fortunes favor
able, our tastes similar tell me, Ellen,
what is between me and happiness?'
She clasped her hand and said:
You have every ri ght to exact such a
mark of my esteem and confidence. Would
I could meet you in the same generous spir-
it but alas my lips are sealed
EAh,' cried Graham, misunderstanding
her allusion. ut is because | stand against
you as any enemy, that you think me un-
worthy of your encouragement and favor
Next, to my honor, Ellen, you are dear. Its
call is sacred even were it summons to the
tents. Would you have me sacrifice all
for love, aud think it we'll lost?'
God forbid said she much as I would
like to see every man of honor enlisted in
our cause, | would not wish to influence
you. Nay, for such weakness, would des-
p;se you
'My noble Ellen, I knew it, said he,
much relieved. Then, what is it Ellen :?
Do I not plead warmly enough p and flying
off the reserve he had evidently been cha
fng against, with all the warmth of his
passionate nature, he poured out his love
Startled at his fiery vehemence, she
strove to check him, but in vain. The
warm blood of his Italian nature was rous-
ed and swept like torrent over the cold
barriers of an English training
Ellen said he, you must be mine
Ny love will not brook a refusal. Do not
tell me you cannot love me. My soul must
find in you its supply; or, failing of its
fountain, it will burst its wretched teac
ment in despair. Look at me, Ellen ;
give me Jour hand and count if you can,
the beatinss of my pulse, and your woman
heart will not so condem me. Ellen, El,
leu,' said he, in tones of passions tenderest
cadence; and unable longer to restrain the
Iimpetuosity of his fervid nature, he threw
his arm around her, and pressing her for
an instant wildly to his breast, whispered,
in rapid ntterance, To hold you thus, as
witc-the intoxcation maddens me- H.
Suatched burning kiss from her flushed
face, and ere she could utter the indignant
words that rose to her tongue, he had left
r her.
. Unable longer to control the emotions
| of his nature, aud fearing her coldness
might tempt him to be guilty of some
strange, wild impulse that would forever
frighten her colder spirit, he sought refuge
10 solitude. While struggling for calm,
ness that was almost unattainable, he met
Mr. Willoughby.
How have you succeeded?' said he, aux'
iously.
Il do not know replied he impetuously
r Il fear my violence has startled her calm
| nature to an indignation she will never sub
due