Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-02-02
An Original Ron1ar1te,
WRITTEN poR THE ToRKv1LLE ENQUIRER.
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By MRS. MARY A. DENIS0N.
CHAPTER XVIII.


MR.. CARLIsLE's PLAN FOR STAR.
Dora prided herself upon her dinners
She knew little, to be sure, of the art Gull
nary; but she paid extravagant wages to al
extrayaeant cook. The arrangement o.
her table was a model of elegance. The
glass and the silver were spotless; the lin
en-, of the purest and whitest. She herself
presided, dressed always in faultless taste
Now, Miss Star, there have come hus
band and "a gentleman, to dine with u.s.
You'll be sorry now, I imagine, that you
didn't take those triAes-they wodld have
so become you. However, 1 won't say
word against your toilet; you always LOOK
neat. and one can't show off much In black.
Il would rather not 60 in to dinner,
said Star, her timidity coming back.
60! yes you must. 1 so hate to be the
only woman at table; it's shocking. You
never looked prettier--perhaps little pale
but that is nervousness. Come, I must
be obeyed, you know; and laughiDg!y she
ushered the gentle girl into the dining
room.
Mark presented his guest-no other than
Mr.. Carlisle-who seemed very much sur
prised and very much pleased, to meet a
gain, the orphan of poor farmer Butts
Mark reddeued as he heard the name, and
for some moments appeared uneasy in hel
presence; but the lively conversation of the
forestaller soon banished these symptoms
of mind i'll at ease, and he sat down te
dinner in the best of spirits.
When the meal was over, Mark and his
friend adjourned to the portico. 1t was
we'll furnished with rustic chairs, made Of
the twisted vine and the gDarled oak; sha
ded by magnificent elms, and rendered de-
lightfully cool by the breeze from the river
Here, for while, the two gentlemen
smoked audtalked of their sales and profits
Mark had become an eager, though not yet
a heartless, speculator. When he took
from the miserable debtor here homestead
there acres of land, and saw how bravelJ
he strove to hide the anguish that was con
sequent upon ruinous losses, he felt the up
risings of pity, and in some cases, acted
with leuiency that did honor to bis man
hood. But Carlisle was his evil genius
Carlisle had no heart-no compassion
His soul was deaf to the debtors cry; he
would have taken the bed from under the
sick man, had it not been for the dread o.
the worlds censure. Upon Mark he ex
erted an unwholesome influence, and slow
ly, but surely, was moulding him to hi
own will. .-...
There was pause in the conversation
broken by Mr. Carlisle, who said abruptly
sThat's a beautiful girl-the old farmer
daughter. How in the world did your wife
manage to get her out here%
Dora has wanted sort of companion
I believe, for the last year. It's lonesome
for her, you know, and brothers wife recon-
mended this girl. It's rather odd, though
he added obviously, 'that she should come
here-isn't it%
well, I don't know; it's one Of wha
religious people call provideuces, suppose
As we were not able to save anything OF
the farm, you know-that is for them-A
is put right with your family for you t
take care of. She's little beauty
He said this with such emphasis, knock
ing the dead ashes from his segar as h
spoke, that Mark regarded him curiously
Yes, she is. I tell you what; give tha
girl education. accomplishments, style
She d make a splendid wife for any man
he said again.
Il don't doubt it, replied Mark, slowly
Doubt it. Of course not. Why, con
sidering her advantages, she's lady-likt
girl now. There's nothing in the least outr'
about her; and, Jove! what hand sht
hasp
You'd better educate and marry her,
said Mark, laughingly.
Il tell you what, I've great mind to-
That thought came to me'before. Fact is
I don't want any of your women of the
world. I'm sick of 'em. There is not one
in thousand that ever feels one genuine
emotion. 1t may seem strange to you-mar
of fashion as I ana modest, dihden,
manner aud an innocent face, takes me-
provided there's no decided gawkiDess-
greenishness. Ever since l saw that girl
someway, I've thought of her. Of course
I'm not in love, you know. Love don't
trouble a man much after his FIVE and
twentieth year, but l shouldn't mind hav
ing wife after my own heart. fattel
myself and he ran his fingers through his
lpxuriaut tresses, and smiling, showed sci
of white teeth; Il should not be repulsive
even to young beauty. I havn't got tt
hair-dye yet, nor false masticators, nor pad
ding, nor anything or that sort-and, b!
Jove, I've made enough to keep wifi
well-iust as want to keep ONE
Il dare say, Miss Butts would feel high
ly bonored,' said Mark.
sWell-yes-it would be relief, shoul'
think, to get rid of that name. Butts :
Just think of it. Star! that's sort of odd
fanciful name, too; but Astrea-Astre'
Carlipe-that would do very we'll
Star is not bad, said Mark.
mo, very we'll for short, but odd. How
ever, that's all right enough. But abou
this fancy of educating her-how could
manage? 1t would never do to let he
know
Dora takes lessons still in music ant
French; I think she could manage it,
%, admirably! I don't oubs-and wo
men like to be in secrets of that sort, yo'