Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1880-03-11

hoods friend and the counselor of her mature
years, unwittingly taught her to mistrust the
British from bis Irish traditions of violated
rights, contrary to the stipulations Of Lime.
rick. Indeed, a large proportion Of the SET
tiers of York district were of Irish origin,
and derived. their distrust of their invaders
from many CALLING memory and bloody fire.
side tale. Perhaps, too, the enthusiastic and
chivalric patriotism Of Major Davie. added
not little to the under current which gave
force and vigor to Ellen's patriotism.
Henry Davie was an enterprising young
man, who commanded fifty or sixty volunteers,
who had equipped themselves as dragons
and it is matter of history, that they were
the only American corps which, at that time,
had not been beaten or dispersed. He was,
too, the only son of Mr.. Willoughby'a dearest
friend, and was beloved, not only from fond
association, but for the sake of his own gifted
character.
How Ellen was now working to increase his
corps, none but herself and Andrew Craig
knew and many fresh recruit, in wondering
surprise, donned suitsent by unknown hands,
or shouldered rifle that mysterious chance
placed for him. For troopers, though they
were, the rifle was more familiar than the
broad sword, and oftimes, a sickle than either.
Since Gates defeat at Camden, Major Davies
corps had been greatly increased by staunch
volunteers from the lower country, and he was
particularly successful in intercepting the en-
emy's foragiug parties and >convoys. Ellen
had frequent opportunities Of seeing him as he
would halt for the Mi ght, on these expeditions
for, although her uncle would show no partial
favor to the Continentals, yet he was always
secretly rejoiced to have the opportunity Of
doing them service, provided his neutrality
was not compromised.
Major Henry Davie was youth we'll cal.
culated to win maiden's heart. Scarcely
twenty.six years of age, he was in the strength
and vigor of manhood. Like the most of the
mountain boys, he was tall, but 1.-the and &C.
tive, with no superAuous flesh on his we'll pro-
portioDed frame. His complexion, naturally
dark, was tanned to an almost olive hue his
eyes, black and piercing, indicated coolness,
courage and decision, while the shade of the
long lash gave it look of softness and re-
pose, which indicated as clearly the fervid
passions of Southern son.. A soft and curl
ing moustache added to the manly beauty,
and perhaps softened mouth habitually
compressed in endurance. He was unexcelled
in "noble horsemanship," as in Spartan hardi-
hood, and it will not appear wonderful that El-
len Campbell should have her woman's fancy
captivated and her maiden heart enthralled.
Still, no words of love had passed between
them, and Ellen thought that Mars had left
no room for love in this Apollo Of her heart
At distance of about mile from the man.
sion, and yet nearer the Blue Ridge view, was
the negro quarter and the overseer's home
stead, an unpretending dwelling, built after
the fashion of the times, in double, log cabin
style, with its cool, wide passage and rustic
porch. A few venerable oaks shaded it alike
from storm and sunshine. The honeysuckle
and yellow jessamine clambered up the porch,
6lling the whole air with their fragrance in
their season, and a tidy little grass plot, used
as bleaching grass, extended each side Of the
humble dwelling, to the gate; while on either
side, the favorite roses with many an old.fash-
ioned ANNUAL, testified to the taste Of the own
er. As you entered The porch, pail ofsnowy
whiteness, with fresh clean gourd, tempted
you to partake of its cool contents, while
within, the rustic comforts and scrupulous
cleanliness were as visible. Andthis was the
home of Bessie Craig.
Bessie, from earliest childhood, had been
the pet of the Mansion House. Losing her
mother in infancy, she had been reared entire
ly by her father, and his afectionate tender
ness had never allowed her to miss mothers
care. She was we'll behaved and lovely lit.
tie playmate for little Ellen, who was scarcely
a year her senior. The attachment thus
formed in childhood, grew with them, and
Ellen's high bred manner, unwittingly gave
to Bessies natural archness, coquettish at
fectation that was as pretty as it was teasing.
Her attainments too, we're beyond herstation,
and her natural aptitude led her to, initiate
the more refined tastes of opulent life.
The sun was casting long shadows when
Bessie, equipped for walk, with bucket on
one arm and basket on the other, stepped
out into the declining rays. and with an air
of womanly Importance said, II shall be
back in time to get your tea, father, but its
good moonlight; don't be uneasy if / should
happen to stay late"
"But will, Bessie; and be sure and be
back afore day leaves US; it's but twa miles to
the minister's, and ye must trudge on and na
stay but mint, and ye can be back weel
enough before dark. Mind ye and come,
child, for I'll be apt to be uneasy. / would
go with you, but the cattle's to bring up yet"
"Don't you mind telling me to fear moth
ing when doing good turn? I'm not worth
the troubling, father, such bit thing as
l am" laughed Bessie, as she took her way
down the road. ..... ...
"still, Bessie, it's ma prudent for lass like
you to be out so late, and ye might happen
on one of those rude troopers, though now l
think me, they all left the settlement the
morn but dinna ye be staying, lass"
With nod and smile the lass went on.
The road led out towards Kings Mountain,
and Bessie trudged along quite securely,
anticipating the pleasure Of seeing kind Mrs.
Adams and the dear little children. I will
not deny there was stalwart form mingled
with Bessie's memories, that Mrs. Adams or
the children could not personify, though Bes.
sic was quite innocent Of his quarters at the
good minister's. So absorbed was her mind
in these fancies, that she did not hear step
behind her, and when firm hand was placed
on her shoulders, she turned with smile on
her lip and without the shadow Of fear,
almost expecting to see the face that had
filled her mind with such pleasant reveries
"Reuben Ferrisl" she cried, in startled
alarm, "what brought you here?"
"Haw haw!" he laughed, faint you glad
to see me? I come for what you would not
give me yesterday" ......
"Let me alone, Reuben Ferris" she cried,
"a she shook his heavy hand from her shoul.