Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1867-10-24

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= ssPoor Johnnie p sighed jamie.
| 'Those first months, how I trembled for him,
said Mrs. Carter, shuddering. 'The example q
r his father did much for him. His uncomplainin
patience, his untirng industry, his unmeasured at
tention, were all incentives to Johnnie. But l be
ieve, after all, his fathers confidence, his eviden
r sympathy, did more for him than even his beaut1
full example. Still there were times when m
prayers were agony for him, when my faith faltel
ed, when my trust was well nigh exhausted. "
1 Mother" said jamie, "Annie has been John
guardian angel. Many night when we were a
asleep, Annie has sat up waiting for him, and
know, the fact that he would certainlym meet her o.
his return, would often restrain him from indulg
ing in his 'frolics, as he calls them; and bring hin
home at an early hour. Many time, after do
4 Of tiresome household work, have I begged Anni
to go to bed at the usual hour, but no: John ha'
not come, and she could not go till she would se
him. And she is so gentle with Katie and Bette
They mind Mag best, but they love Annie most
Did you ever notice that if they want anything
they are quite sure of deserving, they always go II
Mag; but if it is an indulgence, it is to sister An
ME they appeal?'
"Yes, indeed" said Mrs. Carter, with happ!
smile. 'The cunning little witches; and even lit
tie Willie, if he needs assistance or direction, h
will take stool and sit at Margarets feet for al
hour while she patiently teaches him all she cal
in his little plays But getting weary or sleepy
off he toddles to Annie, to climb in her lap, and
rest his curly head upon her BOSOM"
"Mother, you love Annie better than any Of us,
said jamie, suddenly.
"Oh no. Janey," said Mrs. Carter, almost re
proachfully "Annie has needed more encourage
ment than you all, and have had to notice he
more but, my child, don't you know watch yor
anxiously, and love you too..?'
She bent her head and kissed JAMES brow
jamie burst into tears II would not blame you
mother, if you did not love me at all [ know
am capricious and wilful, passionate andimpatient
butt can't help it. feel sometimes as if there wa
demon in me urging me to do and dare things
kaoo to be wrong, and do them, !" said she, sui
leny, as she raised her head, the heavy tears still
trembling on her lids. "And then / am tortured
by all the furies, who lash me with their scorpion
stings, almost to madness.
ssHush jamie don't talk so wildly" said Mrs
Carter, wholly at a loss to account for this out
break
"You, who have worked so faithfully, so pa
tiently, so cheerfully, dear child; you, who have
been, indeed, the light of our home, what has nov
discouraged you2 Why jamie, 1 thought you
never had sad moment. Thought your occupa
ton gave you perfect happiness"
"Good heavens !" said jamie, impetuously
''Haye I worn my mask 50 well? Occupation
happiness? A negatitj happiness, truly; scarce
ly satisfying an impassioned nature" she contin
ued, bitterly. "You thought l had forgotten my
home, with all its lovely surroundings the life thai
was paradise to me-gay, volatile, impetuous as
am! You thought could accept the tread-mil
torture Of labor and never feel its curse! l could
have the fruits and flowers of paradise snatched
from my eager grasp, and never suffer the agony
of Tartalus There are no memories to strike 6
ravens beak' into JAMIE heart What have l.
the laughter loving, to do with care 7 Feeble
empty and yain-life in sunshine and in storm il
the same to me. know that my abnegation doe:
not deserve the high and holy name of Margaret
selfsacriice but for God sake. do not call it fee
bleness of feeling. know that my utter quiet
will never win the name of Annies patience, but
do not call it inability to suffer. know it seems
as if you were all called on to do while jamie i:
satisfied to be, and I know, too, that my good is
all impulse, my action all passion, my rest all re-
sistance, but have you not heard that we mus
sorrow sorey to laugh generouslyT and God helI
me, the fiends in Dante's hell could not, at times
have wilder laughter than that to which my
wretched heart gives utterance."
"Janie, JAMIE" said Mrs Carter, frightened
as much at the bitter tone, and the burning tac'
of the speaker, as at the wild words, "What is th
matter2 What should make you wretched, m!
child? Have you care you would hide from
your mother, darling?"
"No, mamma, no" replied JAMIE fretfully.-
'Just think asyou all do, that to jamie,
| "a primrose by the rivers brlm,
Or atthe cottage door,
| yellow primrose is 10 MIN,
| And 1t Is nothing more"
Yonder is Maggie, now; she looks tired-l will g
and meet her"
jamie rose YEARLY, slowly descended the steps
took lingering step, then quickened her pace
and finally sprang down the pathway with skil
and Jump, opened the gate for Margaret, threw
her arms around her, and kissed her warmly
spied her father and John in the distance, tairl.
ran in the exuberance of her life to meet them
convulsed them both with laughter at some Of ne
school escapades, and conducted them home II
triumph.
"Where is Annie?'' said John, the moment b
, entered the door. ,u.
"Gone-spirited away" replied jamie. 9Th
angels said she was too good for human nature
daily food so they cast her mantle over me. 3
YOU see 'one seraph's left on earth, for jamie di
not die" And taking Annie blue mantle iron
the chair she twined it around her head and shoul
ders, making such beautiful picture Of demur
coquettishness, that John, for moment, was 81
lent to admire her.
"You play, Annie, indeed; you Endor witch
You do not understand even her first perfection
|: How could you, you giddy thing| said Joh
laughing, as jamie improvised Saint Cecilia e1
preston, with an irresistaby comic attitude.
"Of course not-witless jamie, forsooth" sal
jamie, tossing the mantle from her. Johnnie,
beautiful faith to believe that every Hover en-
joys the air it breathes.
'Well, and what then; how does that bear
Annie and you?" said John.
''Pshaw'' said jamie; ''explain why the su
shines, and why the air blows, and why the bird
sing, you practical counting house American. Tax
on faith what you don't understand.
"You certainly are the most visionary, mystics