Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1868-06-25

he had invested her.
Grlhoods graces are sweet and pleasant to the
eye, but when they have passed away like the
dewy bloom from the opening flower or ripenlng
fruit, there comes period in the history of every
true woman, when maturity of intellect and expe
rence gives her fascinating power over man, tc
which girlhood's beauty, however perfect can
never aspire Then even sweeter and dearer tc
the heart than to the eye, her gentle companions
ship soothes, exalts and controls the sterner and
more rugged nature of man. and the lotticst intel
lect bends to the magic of her power; and Genus,
himself folding his wings in her presence, torgets
the starry realms in which he delights to SOAR and
rests contented in her pleasant smile, which
strengthens him for higher and diviner flights.
By the open window, gazing out upon the drea'
ry bay with its hazy sea-atmosphere, sat more
youthful being in the fresh bloom Of life. Sorrow
had never sobered her glad impulses nor deadcned
the pulse of life She had never looked, as hei
companion had done, into the grave, opened to
swallow up the hopes of life. 1t lay all bright and
cheerful and happy before her. The city in which
she now fingered was not her home. Mrs. Yer
non was her mothers sister, and had inherited the
old family mansion in which we find them. Here
Nelie's mother had been born, and here Nellie
herself had first seen the light Her mother, the
elder and only sister of Mrs Vernon, but several
years her senior, had been married to Fairfax Dan
vers, of Virginia, who had taken up arms in the
bitter struggle now going on, and being wldower,
had sent Nellie to reside with her aunt in the good
"old city by the sea.
Nellie was beautiful Not an ordinary beauty,
astonishing and bewildering the senses at glance,
but one whose charms crept out softly and timidly,
one at time, like pretty English rabbits from their
burrows to sun themselves and then retiring out OF
sight again. leaving one to look and long earnestly
for their re-appearance. Her beauty was chan
gng every hour and in this was its sweetest charm
The stranger, standing by the rabbit warren and
looking at its varied tenants coming forth to baSE
in the sunshine sees ever some beautiful creature
living before him, and, ever delighted at their va
ried colors, how can he choose among them ! Per
haps Nellie's features might, by some, have been
thought plain but there was ever some beautiful
expression fitterng there, varying as her thoughts
and impulses, that made her beauty ever new, yet
difficult to be detected. Although not above the
medium height, a "Juno-like and queenly air.
mingled with the soft and gentle beauty that gave
sweet smile to her rosy lips, full and curling like
those of the masterpieces Of Grecian sculpture,
that embody feminine beauty. Her whole face
was Grecian in it's outline, but clothed with the
softness of Italian expression, and her dark brown
eve, ever varying in it's light, was as window from
which the face of some new emotion, now sad and
gentle, now glad and happy was ever peerlng forth
into the eyes of the beholder a dark band: just
shade or two deeper than her brown glossy hair,
confined her silken tresses from her forehead and
suffered them to float in profusion Of beauty upon
her dimpled shoulders, cleaning beneath the silky
mass like newly cut ivory. Such was Nellie Dan
vers.
1t was pleasant to sit and dream, gazing out up,
on most lovely landscape, enlvened by various
objects, and yet with enough of that dreary quiet
Of character to let the senses rest. no couiu
have told what dreams were passing through the
minds of that supremely beautiful girl, as she sat
with one arm reposing gently on the window sill
and the soft light showering upon her statue-lke
head and neck, while her gentle face was turned tc
look upon the hazy landscape and dream.
some the morr one the less,
And halt impaired the namclcSs grace,
That waves in every raven rcss,
Or softly lightenS DER her face
Wien thoughts diynrly sweet express
How pure, how dear, their dwelling place.
She had not sat very long, when she turned tc
her companion, Mrs. Vernon, who sat few tee
off, by the side of the piano, busted with SOME
light needle-work, who, with head slightly benz
over her work, was unaware that the gaze OF the
girl was fixed upon her.
"a penny for your thoughts, aunt Carrie, ex
claimed Nellie suddenly.
Mrs. Vernon looked up. and blush mantlel
her beautiful face. Perhaps it was occasloned by
the surprise, and the sudden probing of her secre
thoughts. Nellie clappcd her hands gleefuly ant
said:
''Do you know how you are blushing, aunt Car
rie? Your face is as red as peony know yol
were having some pleasant castle-bulldng all t
yourself.
"Perhaps so, Nellie replied her aunt rcgainlnl
her composure, which had been disturbed tor
moment "and since you are so good at readln!
hidden thoughts, know you will not require mt
to tell you mire. You can, OF course DIVINE
them"
mo, aunt, cannot; but you were so demur
and silent" said Nellie, II cannot but wonde
what you were thinking about while you wore tina
abstracted air. Pray, aunt Carrie what were you
thoughts so busy about?'
"Well then, Nellie in good truth, said Mrs
Vernon, looking up, Il was thinking about tina
noble young man who came to our relief yesterday.
Nellie clappcd her hands and seemed about t
indulge in fresh burst Of merrment; but sudden
" checking herself, she looked at least, as denur
as her aunt had ever done, and while a Sigh
change of color came to her check, she looked yer
rravely at Mrs Vernon and, almost hestatlngy
asked: -,
And what did you think of him, aunt Carrie :?
''What could l think of him, Nellie, aske
Mrs. Vernon, but that his conduct was most gal
lapt and brave. What was really thinking abou
the matter was this, Nellie that there are hun
drcds like him whom this war has called away iron
dotipg parents and comfortable homes, to rctur
no more; OF to return hcplcss and mutllatcd Hun
drels of such fall ON every battle field, and only tn
nitvinr angels who look down from above, can bc
hold how many crushed and bleeding hearts ar
made by every battle. was thinking of the gen
erous and daring courage he manifested, and hoy
his unselfshness and devotion would lead him t
risk himself in every battle and how improbabl
# WAS that he would survive this terrible war; In
noble and the brave are the first to perish, and h
lis widows son. May angels guard him and hel
u, from hurt and sorrow
ssIIo .otod on;tc brayclv, and I think, aunt,