The Greenville enterprise. [volume] (Greenville, S.C.) 1870-1873, 1871-04-19

only fourteen, leaving her tender
,toweret to bis care, we'll knowing
that be was as we'll qualified fvr
the task as any man could be. 4
He determined to try TO build
up her constitution, as we'll as form
her mind. Therefore, he encour.
aged her. to ride on horseback. un.
ill she became the best equestrian
in tho ueighborhood; and he was
amply saiisied with The. roses
planted inner checks after "brusll.
! ing the dew from the upland lawn -
He took her into the garden and
required her assistance in setting
plants or dropping seeds, by which
ineans she soon became able to en-.
perintend the planting as well as
the cooking OF vegetables; and,
while aiding in the preservation of
her health, She was becoming a no.
table housewife. Her fathers con.
stant companion, It had never en-.
tered into his head that she need.
cd other society than his and that
OF her cousin, Nora Stanhopc, a
gay young lady OF nineteen, who
had shared the advantages of El-
las education, with the addition
of two years at a fashionable board
ing school, from which she had re.
turned not spoiled, but little gid.
dy and very wilful, perhaps not a
little vain, from the score Of COM
pliments she was constantly receiv.
ing from as many yonng men.
Living as Ella did, among her
books and flowers, caring little tor
other sources Of amusement, re.
ceiving but fow visitors, it is not
strange that she saw none of the
soldiers camped near her. While
many delicacies, az well as neces.
saries, found their way from her
house to the camp, none Of the SOL
diers found the way to her retired
domicil and they came and went
in total ignorance Of the gentle
fioweret blooming in the adjacent
forest. / know my readers will
think am getting this young In.
dy into situation where she will
never be known, and l think l
hear some novel reading Miss ex.
claim: +" What do you wan, with
hera l thought you were going
to make her meet, by mere acci
dent, one Of those Southern sol.
diers, and have nice story Of love
ut first sight, an intuitive knowl
edge Of congeniality which would
lead tc confessions Of love-" To
all such say, wait o while, and
you will see that the race Is not al.
ways to the swift"
must here, necessarily, make a
long leap in my narrative from
May, 1858, TO January, 1s64--at
which time a letter was sent to FL.
la Morrison from the post,naster
at -, with a message to the eff.
feet that it had lain in the office at
that place for nearly eight months,
and failing to find an owner, and
knowing ofno one who was connect
ed with the Purcell family except
herself, had taken tue libert, to
send it to her. She very readily
surmised, from the postmark, tha,
it was from soldier who had cvi.
IDENTIFY been mistaken in some ones
name, or been wilfully lead astray.
Inquiries were made in the neigh.
borhood for some time, and no one
coming forward and proving pro.
perty, she consulted her father,
who told her there could be no i'm.
propriety in opening the letter, as
by so doing she might possibly
find out for whom il was intended.
She opened it, and read US fol.
lows:
Mes Jane PuwceU-Although
tho cloud Of war darkens our once
fair Southern sky, and gentle peace
and innocence have given place to
cruel strife and unjust oppression,
We are often reminded Of those
dear tender tics which bind us to
life, and without which civilization
and refinement would be wanting
in the land. Having once seen
you. it is utterly impossible for me
to forget You ; and / venture to
write you with the hope that if
you think our very short acquaint.
ance will not warrant correspon
dence, You will, at least, pardon
my presumption, and
Thoagh victorious In tho field,
Thy captive do not spurn.
"The brave, poor soldisr ne'sr despise,
Nor count him ss stranger; ,....
Rsm,mbsr, he's your oountry's stay
In day and hour Of danger" ,..,
Hoping--if even hope be med.
ness--tlat this experiment may
meet with response / am,
Your devoted servant,
JAMES MoRroN,
Co. =, 1st 8. q. Cavalry, llarnp.