Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1866-02-15

Mrs. Rogers, rushing into the room. 'Oh
my what is to be done with the poor cap
tain 2
Failing backp exclaimed the wounded
man, suddenly opening his eyes and looking
enquiringly around the room. Did you
say falling back ?-our men?'
Look ? said Mrs. Rogers, pointing out
of the window, they are running through
our field, and 20, my!
sWho fred that time p asked the captain
as volley of musketry startled the party.
Our poor boys said Ellen, going to the
window, 'there they 60 now'
where q? where?' asked the captain, sud.
denly raising himself up into sitting pos
ture, but quickly falling back upon his pill.
low with an expression of intense pain.
do not exert yourself, sir said Susan
trembling in every limo.
Goodness alive = exclaimed Mrs. Rogers,
the Yankees are in the field, running 10
this direction What shall we do, girls p
leave me to myself ladies, and go out
and meet them. Nay do as I advise, iu-
sisted the captain, 'and try to get an officer
to take up his quarters here, or God knows
what may not occur
The poor, trembling women, ran out Of
the room, scarcely knowing what to do or
where to 60. Meeting Mr.. Rogers in the
passage way, they were directed by him to
go back into the parlor, lock the door, and
remain there unit! he could see an officer.
Meantime the yard was being rapidly filled
with soldiers, who walked round the house,
looking up to the windows, and some few
even venturing to try force upon the doors.
Hello ? said one of the soldiers, meeting
old Mr.. Rogers upon the piazza, 'hello old
reb dinner most readyT
Il am not an old reb,' said Mr.. Rogers,
sI'm an Englishman.'
Just as bad, old fellow he replied
WASN'T for you foreigners the war would
have been over long ago. Don't believe
you're an Englishman anyhow. Anything
to drink, old fell p
go, and get me an officer said Mr.. Ro.
gers, 'and I'll give you as much as you
want, both to eat and drink
You're trump! blast m7 buttons, if
you ain'tn said the soldier. you want an
officer, eh Well, there's one, there's an
other (and he pointed to two coaked indi.
viduals standing near the house) 'and now
where is that jorum, old sport?'
While this part of the drama was being
enacted at the door, a young, handsome
looking fellow came tumbling into the par
lor window among the ladies. Mrs. Rogers
was so terribly alarmed at his sudden ad-
vent, that she uttered piercing scream and
tainted outright, while poor Ellen and Su-
san stood fast locked in each others arms in
the darkest corner of the room.
Startled by the scream of Mrs. Rogers,
the young soldier jumped to his feet, and
looking around the room, discovered the two
trembling girls in the corner.
Don't be alarmed, ladies' said he, Il
have no intention of harming you. Got
any Johnnies aboutT
mo, SIR replied Susan, timidly, 'there
are no boys in the family
sAll the Johnnies in the army, l sup
pose?'
sWe are not acquainted with the gentle
men you speak off, said Susan, looking
down and blushing.
You have never been troubled with Yam
kee visitations before, I presume, or you
would know that We mean rebels, when we
say Johnnies,' said the solier, smiling
But, come don't stand trembling in the
corner
sWe tremble from vexatiou, sir; not
from fear,' said Susan, taking Ellen by the
hand and leading her towards the door.
Now, don't leave in that kind of way
said the soldier, approaching the door, aud
standing directly before the girls. Then
suddenly starting and looking inquiringly
upon Susan, he said, whose likeness are
you wearing in that brooch on your bosom ?
let me see it and be reached out his
hand to take hold of it.
sOh do not take it from me- pleaded
Susan. 'Any other article of jewelry but
that, you are welcome to- And she slipped
off her rings, oneby one, and banded them
to hin:
what do | want of your rings, should
like to know? Take away your hand from
that ambrotype on your bosom,' said the
soldier. Il just want to look at it,
1T is poor, dear papa's likeness, sir, said
Susan, her eyes filling with tears. please
don't take it from me! = Then, observing
sudden change in the soldiers countenance,
she asked, But what is the matter, sir 2
Matter ? why, my God if that is your
fathers likeness, 1 am your brother, and
you are Susan MaDsfeld-my long lost Sis
ter =
A long, loud piercing scream of inefable
JOY broke from the lips of Susan, and she
fell insensble in the arms of Arthur Mans
field.
This way, sir, this way said Mr.. Rogers,
bowing and entering backwards into the
parlor; and an officer cloaked and mufhed
to the chin, with black sloucbed hatpulled
down over eyes, walked silently in and sat
himself down by the fire. Thrusting his
great, heavy army boots almost into the
! fire, and bowling his head down upon his