Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1876-07-27


than that over which they had passed, ant
bore green patches scattered here and ther
upon its surface. This appeared to be favor
able indication, and though no water was ye
visible, as they had imagined, it was likel!
that it was not very far of: They judged i
best, however, before proceeding farther, tt
wait for the arrival of their companions, ant
busted themselves in finding out the easies
route across the hills over which the wagon
could pass. In due time the rest of the trail
came up, bringing a discouraging report
Carrie Scott was much worse, and another o
the party, young man by the name ofstan
ley, in delicate health, had begun to sicken
apparently Of the same disease Mrs. Scott
infant was also ailing. The poor mother coule
no longer nourish it, and it was with difficulty
they could persuade it to touch the aour-psl
which was the only food they were able tt
prepare for it.
The stronger spirits among them still con
tinued to eudeavor, by cheering words, tt
strengthen and comfort the weaker; but th'
effort was almost fruitless one, and it was
with sad faces and sinking hearts that they
now, after another rest, proceeded on thell
way.
About noon-day Mrs. Scott came to Mary
Graham, who was minding her baby and a
the same time keeping watch over her owl
little girl, in another wagon, and hurriedly
exclaimed
"Mrs. Graham, for mercy's sake, come ano
see what you can do for my poor Carrie.
can't manage her at all; she's got quite wilo
and won't listen to word I say. She wants
now to jump out of the wagon and walk"
"Can't her father do anything with her !?
asked Mary, transferring her two little
charges to another friend, who at the same
moment, came up to offer her help.
"I persuaded him to 60 on little way
ahead, he seemed so sorrowful and worn out
He was watching Carrie all night, and didn't
get wink of sleep, and thought little talk
with the others would cheer him up. left
Rhoda with Carrie; she's about as strong as
am. But oh Mrs. Graham, my heart mis-
gives me that my dear child will never SEE
the end of this journey-it's marked on bel
face"
So Mary thought, as she came to the side
Of the little sufferer, who was greatly changed
for the worse since she had seen her last, bu'
an hour or two before. She did not add tc
the mothers grief, however, by the expression
of her opinion; but tried, with gentle persua
sion, to quiet the excitement under which the
invalid was laboring, and induce her to re-
main still while she bathed her parched lipt
and brow.
"The river the river take me to the riv
er," moaned poor little Carrie, looking i'm
ploringly up into the kind face bending over
her. "Oh I'm 80 hot, I'm all sorched up
want to see the river-will we soon be
there?"
"Yes, yes, dear, we'll soon be there" said
Mary, soothingly. "Lie quiet and try to sleep
and when you wake up, perhaps you will set
the cool water close BY"
"And the shade-the cool shade. Will
there be trees like those in our big yard Al
home? Oh mother, please let US 60 back
home"
"I'd give millions, if had them, if we hac
never left it," murmured the mother, whose
tears were dropping fast. In these trying
hours, many such lohgings for what they hae
left behind rose in the hearts Of not a few
among their number But of little avail
were regrets and longings now. They were
too far advanced on their journey to turr
back, or to cease from seeking the promised
land.
More hills appeared after while, not ly
ing in their direct route, but stretching away
to the eastward. After some deliberation, il
was decided that the wagon train should stop
while its leaders rode on to make fresh explo
rations, thus avoiding the risk of taking thu
whole cavalcade uselessly out of the way.
The hills, on nearer approach, we're foune
to be green and pleasant. A few trees, unut
terably refreshing to eyes so long dazzled by
the glare of the desert, grew near the summit
and with EXPLANATIONS of joy, the exploring
band rushed forward, and with eager steps
climbed up the steep slopes. As the first mar
reached the top, wild cry of thanksgiving
broke from his lips
"The river the river just down there, OF
the other side"
Yes, there lay the river at last, placie
stream, gliding between reedy banks, with th'
shadows of gray cliffs and overhanging tree
darkening its blue waves. These poor, foot
sore, sun-parched, thirsty pilgrims hurried
down with swift steps to its brink, plunged
their hands, their heads, into the blessed Ii
quid depths, drank long eager draughts, mor'
sweet than nectar to their craving lips, laugh
ing aloud with childish, irrepressible glee. Ii
the first moments of Joy and relief, it almos
seemed to them as if all their troubles mus
be now at an end.
The welcome tidings were quickly borne tt
their waiting companions, who set out will
all possible speed to join them. AS twiligh
drew its dusky curtain over the plains, ant
the first watchers Of the night sparkled abov
the hill-tops, the wagon train, winding through
a narrow de6le, came to halt upon the rive
bank. To one of the weary band, alas !! re
lief and refreshment came too late. Littl
Carrie SCOTS fevered lips had but tasted th
cool draught for which they had yearned
wbon tho lono.struvplinp soul eacaDed. trium