Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1866-01-18
A great many things in, this world are ia

A great many things in this world are ID
ferred- correctly inferred too. For instance
when / read upon the pages of my owl
day book, and in your handwriting. Al
entry like this, infer that You are so des
refately iu love with Miss Ellen Rogers the
you actually forget what you are about ant
Mr.. Fortescue pointed to line Of YER
handsome penmanship, in the. opened bool
before him.
Williams cheek crimsoned, and his ha
fell from his hand, as he read Fifty .sevel
cases superine Ellen Rogers, received Of
consignment from Bailey, Bartlett & Co.
sold this day-$S75 00.'
CAS- I have not. the remotest recollection
of any such transaction said Fortesoue, &
suggest the immediate correction Of the YER,
important error
Williams made 90 reply, but taking hi
penknife from his pocket, quickly and some
what angrily, erased the dear name, tha
alas I! could not SO easily be,taken from th'
heart-page.
Shakespeare says, They loveleast whole
men know their love- and like almost al
the utterances of his master mind, ths
statement is perfectly correct and finds .
ready response from the great heart of th,
world. But, be 'thkt as it mayJ SO far as ,
matter of mere opinion, dear reader, ont
thing is beyond question, and that is, Will
liams was not given to very boisterous ex
preston Of any Of his sentiments, and leas
of all, the sentiment of love. In vain die
Mr.. Fortesoue solicit his confidence or ever
an acknowledgement from bis lips of his at
tachnent to Ellen Rogers. He only sue
ceeded in driving him more within.himself
and rendering him disagreeably cross, sui
len and silent The remainder of the day
Now Williams was not a cross nah, gener
ally speaking, but certain things had taken
place that eventful day that were well cal
oulated to annoy and trouble him beyond
endurance. To be disappointed in any o.
the hopes and expectations Of life; to BE-
crossed and defeated in. any Of our plans
to be check. mated in any Of our moves, ii
bad epoughwGod knows! But to be dis
appointed in love !-ah! that is worse thar
all, because more than all.
This was darkness enough to come down
into the sunshine of one day-enough te
silence, upon its sweetest chord, the music
of life and make the green would reel mad.
ly back into chaos Enough, but more thar
this was the burden upon the heart Of Viii
liams.
That letter-to think of it coming jus
at this juncture-telling him that he was
suspected:by the community, that his step
had been dogged, that he was marked
limiting at probable consequences to him
self aud suggesting, advising, even com
msnding an immediate flight from the coun
try in the next thirty.six hours Ther
came the mad thoughs, the mortifying re
aection, that this was the work of friends
such at least they had taught him to tern
them
But the day ended at last--long, dul
aud dreary as it was-aud the night, with
its hopes and fears, came darkly from the
West. Gladly was the ledger closed, the
pen put aside, and tfe pouderous doors shu
behind him for this, of all the nights Of fi
life, was to him the most important, because
somewhere between Its hours was hid th'
secret of his destiny. -.-a
.sAfter partsking of hasty supper ant
arranging his toilet With unusual care, Ed
win Williams set out for his usual evening
visit to the family of Mr.. duncan Rogers
It was beautiful October night; and tn
clouds, which had been dreamily drifting
over the heavens during the day, hat
altogether disappeared, and nowthe beau
tifgI stars we're
... -ashning In order, like living hymn,
Written In light"
Williams trembled, as he came in sight o
the residence of Mr.. Rogers, for, within
that room, from whence came out upon tn
night, so dazzling and binding q glare o
light, he observed the lovely form of her
whose coral lips could speak a word for hlu
that would illumine the now darkened fu
ture with a halo of sunshine and joy, o
clothe it with funeral pals forever and for
ever. And feeling thus, be placed hi
hapd upon the latch with trembling heart
and entered the little garden fronting tb
house.
Il would see her alone,' he said, in Al
uudertone, as his quick ear caught th
sound of several voices from within, 'but
alas am doomed to disappointment, eve
in this. But, it matters not who may b
present, I must, in some way or other max
my sentiments known to her-must tell be
Of my love,-my alteration Then cam
thoughts of old Mr.. Rogers, and the prom
ise made TO- him, not to take any steps tt
wards further intimacy with Ellen, unit
his decision should be heard Il must To
her of my love now or never said he,
he placed his hand upon the bell handle an
rang it, perhaps little too violently for th
sgood breeding of the fashionable. Mrs. Ros
-ers. A moment after be was ushered into tb
drawing room by Aristotle, who declare
as an excuse for his 'tardiuess,' that b
thought some O. dem rebbil bucra sogel
bin ring de bell.'
Mrs. Rogers was all bows and smile
dressed IN the very extreme of fashion an
scented beyond all propriety in Lubin's e
sences and extracts. Susan was sitting uI
on low ottoman listlessly turning over til
leaves of new piece Of music and hun
ming the air in low, sweet voice, as if u
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