Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1867-11-07
CHAPTER vi.

margaret, my dear daughter, you have worked
faithfully, nobly," said Mr. Carter, kissing hel
fondly. 'This is the proudest day of my life. ]
can scarcely believe that your own seEsustained
efforts, have accomplished so much. John will
now be able to take the place he 50 longed to OBJ
tain and which his want of capital seemed to de-
ny, perhaps, for years to come. My brave boyl he
well deserves it, too" said his father proudly.
ssHe vowed he would never ask security from any
man-that business lottery, which Webster calls
the curse of America. He has not done it; and
now, unaided, save by the loving hand Of sisters
and parent, he can take the position which vii
enable him to claim his sweet Mary for wife
You have made two hearts happy then, Mag"
1T is not all mine, dear father, said Margaret,
her eyes soft in tears. "Janie worked with me,
and has struggled IS unselGshly and far more noby
than have done"
'sWhy, daughter, thought the most came from
you," said Mr.. Carter.
eyes, in one sense My accomplishments paid
me Iberally-more than Janie's naturally brighter
and better mind paid her but she has given more
energy, more resolution, more stoical selsacritce
than I have. 1t is natural for me to be cold and
proud and stern, consequently to be sereliant, to
be enduring, to be resolute, but with jamie it is SO
different. Her nature calls for dependence, for
trust. Her impetuous, impatient disposition
chafes and beats against the dull routine Of labor.
Imbued as she is with imagination and poetry,
the realities of every day working life are gall and
wormwood to her. Her gay, joyous disposition
rebels at restraint, and yet she must not only re-
buke it in herself, but punish it in others. jamie
has suffered, and is suffering, but it is the old
Spartan story with her-she will die before you
will know it. Not that she has not perfect conf
dence, perfect trust in our love, but she imagines
it selfish and obtrusive to thrust her grief on 9th
ers. And not only that, but to her sorrow Of
whatever character, is too sacred to show its deep
est passion, even to the nearest and dearest (; SC
she shuts it away in some inner CELL hides it with
veil far more impenetrable than my pride and
coldness ever did
Mr.. Carter mused uneasily.
'sWhat you say is true, Margaret; and jamie, ]
cannot tell how, is changed Of late. Wife have
you noticed it?
Mrs. Carter sighed.
eyes, jamie is not well; she is overworked. l
think we should absolutely insist upon her giving
up ueacnuiS. IL ID hoH uo ioISef hecesSeiy Joui
new position will amply support us in our modest
way of living, and think we should insist upon
it?'
"Why do you think jamie not wel?' said Mr..
Carter suddenly.
oI can scarcely say" replied the mother 81
notice it more in nervous irratabilty, feverish
imnatience, hardness, a hopelessness about her
that is not natural to her. have, too, seen Late
". an excessive languor; at times giving place
to an almost ferceness, that makes her totally un-
like herself"
ssThis must be attended to, said Mr. Carter
startled for his favorite child. II have not no
t;oed it-but have been seldom at home lately
except at meals, and then she was always gay.
eyes; that is so" replied Mrs. Carter, "but