Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1867-11-21

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words and broken CALCULATIONS. Margaret, teln
how long you have loved me" ..
j She looked at him with that rare smile Of hers
that made her lovely face perfectly radiant
81 cannot tell, }" said she.
'tNot long ago2' said he questioning, in glat
surprise.
"It does not seem long now" said she timidl.'
'sbut it was when we first met"
margaret! you have loved me through thes.
years?" ....
'Since I first saw, I was not Indifferent to you,
said she blushing.
"And you would not tell me?'' he asked.
"You did not love me" said she turning agail
with her sweet smile, ''but my faith was large il
time" ...
Here the lovers protestations were warm an;
earnest. . .
81 know you thought so Stephen, " said Margs
ret, looking up with grave earnestpess though al
most disconnected at the glowing face which me
hers, as she, for the first time, pronounced hi
name ''I know you thought 80, but it was no
love. Your artistic and aesthetic nature admire
what your partial eyes saw beautiful in me, but j
was no deeper feeling than simple admiration
Then your sympathy was excited when you saw mi
struggling in path in which duty called me to en-
ter, and you would have rescued me from what YOU
called drudgery."
"And you never saw I loved you Margaret2 P
said Stephen, reproachfully.
eyes," she whispered; land I was nobler fo
that love- Oh so much less unworthy, for i
taught me not to neglect my holy work, even for
blssful good, which was every day growing pure
in patience, holier in trust My work is finished
our love is tried, its strength tested, are we no
both happier?'
'But, Margaret" said the lover, half unsatis
fed, "why did you not tell me you loved me, ant
bid me wait. For this boon," said he, claspinl
her hand. II would have served Jacobs time. .
! She laughed a trilling laugh; it was the frs
true Stephen had ever heard her low laughter, anc
he started at the sweet bird-lke music.
'You would have proved rebellious, Stephen; J
did not dare to trust you, and yet my trust wa
deeper, for my faith looked forward to this mo
ment"
"One thing more before we 60 yonder," said he
| "Was it hard for you to deny me?"
How the lover longed for added testimony thai
this sweet joy was all his own. She did not answer
for moment; then as the dove like eyes, in tender
gravity again met his, she whispered,
"Do you reconect Tennyson's 8 lines on Love and
Duty, where he says,
Chow hard 1t seemed to ''
$50 on, Margaret" said he.
"She shook her head and blushed."
'Then will for you; and he repeated in loves
lingering tremulous tone, .......
CHOW hard It seemed to me,
When eyes, love-lanquid through hartears would dwell
Tes nos IT, os voice.
Falterng would break her syllables, tokeep
And not leap forth and fall about Thy neck,
And on thy bosom, (deep desired reefD
Rain out the heavy mist OF tears, that weighed
Upon my brain my senses and my soul %
They entered the crowded room. jamie was
standing r,eartho- -donalonli p-le ed I;.p;-+sa
Dunbar was by her side, and Wilcox near, flirting
desperately with Miss Benton. Just as they en-
tered, Wilcox sauntered up to jamie with manner
of careless Indifference.
"Where have you buried yourself this age, Mis-
jamie ?'' said he, II have notseen you since-year
ago."
His voice sank to a whisper. Her pale fac'
lighted up.
ssMr. Newton would tell you that Paul says
keeper at home is good character for woman,
she replied.
"Would he? Then faith, my Dulcinea del 10
bosa is lamentably deficient in good character
she never wearies going abroad.
jamie looked at him.
"What do you think of my .jiancee, Miss jamie
} Is she not delectable piece Of womankind? Whit
and pink cheeks, eyes all blue, and hair that wou
be Aaxen if it was not something else and withal
round as butter ball, and just as shapeless. d
you suppose love will ever fall asleep under suc
inspiring charms? And then her wit, her intel
lect-why it lies in nutshell, and when foun
make note Of it. Obi she's gem, and mex
my heart I Il wear her, for fear my jewels tyne. ."
jamie did not know how to answer.
"She has face of great simplicity" at lengt
she said
) He laughed bitterly.
"Allow me to correct you q simple face, not
face of simplicity, Miss jamie. You would call
placid too, would you not?'' he continued, sneel
3 ingly. "You would not suppose that woman
such fair and gentle proportions would ever be an
bilious of mastery, and yet, it gars me greet
think that I'm the man woman ruled, the Dew
ruled the woman"
"Mr. Wilcox, you forget yourself" said jamie
shocked and panied at his bitterness.
"Do I? Would to heaven I could forget my
self erer by your side,' said he bending his hea
4 that he might read her face.
jamie turned to Dunbar She would have aske
him to take her away, anywhere from Wilcox, br
i his face was cold and naughty, and so white in il
e sternness, that startled, she forgot to speak. B
met her eyes and bowling haugbtily, arose andstoo
by his chair with his head turned from her, seen
ingly absorbed in the moving crowd.
"Why did you not come to me when called 70
tonight" said Wilcox pleadingy.
jamie turned proudly.
"You heard me-" jamie, said he, fixing h
e burning look on her. Psyche, my soul, good
r all that is good in my nature, come, come now
= make reconcilement with one who cannot keep b
e mind an hour Come to the hollow heart the
SANDER so Kiss and be friends like children b
ing child"
e ''Mr. Wilcox" said jamie, ''you are mad, Or
l. Drunk you would say; yes, drunk, If "
will; intoxicated at being in your presence on
y more, after these weary months OF separation
IS And mad, too; mad that you who are Life al
ir health to me, can never be mine that wed WI