Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1875-09-02

| eager sOllcltude, compassionate anA'o'y WIZ
ten on every line Of her pleasant, Aorid coun-
tenance. The fair, perfectly chiseled features,
and the deep-blue eyes, now closed, claimed
no recognition from her; but the sight of them
would have restored joy to more than one
loving heart, tortured now with doubt and
fear. They were the features of the lost
Claribel.
How she came to be there may be briefly
explained. Two evenings before, as Madam
Bernstein and her daughter were sitting at
their table, loud ring at the bell startled
them, interrupting the lively Octavia in an
anecdote with which she was furnishing en-
tertainment to her mother, and causing her to
leave the table with unwonted haste to answer
the summons-for in spite of their comforta'
BILE house and thriving aspect, they lived fru-
gally and kept no servant. A carriage stood
in front of their steps, and gentleman, stand
ing at the door, accosted her with much ap-
parent anxiety, while respectfully lifting his
hat.
Excuse me, madam-mees, should say
will you kindly tell me if one Mr.. Borrow
leeve here ?"
"Mr. Borrow No, sir-my mother, mad
am Bernstein, lives here" Octsvia replied in
German, recognizing fellow countrymen in
his accent. He Immediately responded in the
same tongue.
"Ah! mein Fraulein! You will, trust,
not refuse to help mel am in great trouble
I am a stranger here, and have lost my d.
rections. have companion in the carriage
yonder-an unfortunate young lady, bereft of
reason by recent sad accident-a railroad
collision, causing instant death to her dear
and only parent. have taken charge of her
to convey her to some friends, and | cannot
find them-I am in a most distressing predic.
ament."
"Oh DEAR" cried Octavia, in much con-
fusion and dismay at this unexpected address,
poured out with great Auency, and not know
ing what to reply. Madam Bernstein, hear
ing the colloquy, came trotting out, and to
her the story was repeated. The gentleman
gave his name as Herr Wagner, recently from
Bremen. He had been fellow-traveler of the
young lady in question, whose name, ne be-
lieved, was Warren, and of her father, who
had lost his life by melancholy accident
the burning ola baggage.car, resulting from
collision of two trains, andin which all their
portable property, contained in two trunks,
was also destroyed. The young lady had lost
her reason in consequence of the sudden ca
lamity, having been in delicate health be-
fore. She had no friends on board, and he
had determined to convey her to family in
Columbia of whom he had heard her speak,
but had been unable to find their address.
Night was approaching, and he did not know
what he should do. If he had but a little
time to look around him, he was sure he could
make some arrangement-but he could not
bear to take the poor girl to hotel.
"lMein GoH! What a misfortune" cried
Madam Bernstein, compassionately. "And
she is deranged in her mind-and with no
friend but you, m,ein HERR No woman to
tend herr"
"None, madam. Imagine my perplexity-
yet what can l do? cannot abandon her"
"surely not And have you no clue to find
ing her friends-these people you speak OFF,
"Yes, Herr Wagner had clue-he thought
they were probably in the country, from some
inquiries he had made. He would 60, at all
events, to place he had heard mentioned,
where some Borrows were temporarily resi-
ding, and find out about them; but in the
meantime-what was to become of the young
lady?"
A pause-much shaking ofthe head of the
good Madam Berstein, while Octavia, with
eager curiosity, ran down to the carriage win
dow to get glimpse fits occupant.
"She is asleep" she said, turning around.
"Oh !! what a perfectly lovely face! Matter.
chen, come here"
The old lady looked, but drew back.
"Has she swooned away, or what ?? she
asked in an agitated whisper. "She looks so
deathly pale"
"Yes she is in kind of fswoon at present
she goes off into that state every now and
then. She will recover from it by and by.
She is pretty, is she not?'
Pretty! She was exquisite Mother and
daughter both declared that she looked like a
picture, as the lamp-light shone in upon her
face. Poor young creature She was, indeed,
deeply to be pitied.
MADAM" said the smooth-tongued Herr
Wagner, II scarcely like to make such an
appeal to your kindness; but ~ou see my
condition would you-c -couldyou be prevailed
upon to allow the poor child to remain under
your roof for a few perhaps for one or
two days-until her friends are found? Any
remuneration that you would deem sufficient
l am sure I can undertake to answer that it
would not be withheld; it would be confer
ring such an inestimable favor on all con-
cerned-on me, at present, above all-and it
would be charity, pure Christian charity to
the afflicted GIRL"
"But, dear me, if she was in her right mind,
I would be perfectly willing-perfectly, as
sure you," replied Madam Bernstein. "But
as it isl do not know if can venture"
"She is perfectly quiet and harmless, if left
to herself-she will injure no one. Only give
her food and leave her to herself, in secure
apartment-it will be for such short while,
you see. In day or two, at farthest, [ will
return for her, whether my search proves sue
cessful or not"
The end of the matter was that Madam