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

to understand fully, the character OF the
two.
Alexander Bowen stood rather above six
feet, yet so admirably proportioned us to seem
scarcely so tall. Aprofusion of curling brown
hair preserved the fairness of high broad
brow, though the face was embrowned by ex'
posure to the sun and air. A chin closely
shaven, unusual to troopers, still showed evil
dence of the abundance of the hirsute orna-
ment. Eyes of dark gray, almost black
when sparkling in merry roguery, that was
almost contradicted by the firmly set lips, in
dicating concentrated purpose and indomita'
BILE will. And if he might have served for a
model for Hercules, his companion might as
we'll have stood for Vulcan.
He was lower of stature, but of almost dis.
proportionate breadth. His limbs were large,
but .sinewy and muscular, indicating great
strength. I have often thought there is as
much, perhaps more character in brow, than
any other feature. Ferris was low, and from
habitual contraction, scowling; his small
gray eyes were almost hid beneath the hang.
ing brows his nose broad and fiat; mouth
large-thick Tipped his neck thick and short !;
the lower part of his face being almost hid in
bushy red whiskers, contrasting strongly with
his short, stiff black hair. His countenance
indicated cunning and sensuality.
"And when do you expect to join Major
Davies boys ?" said Mr.. Adams.
ave will meet him at Watauga," replied
Bowen, IF good luck does not throw US to-
gether sooner"
"And if I may be so bold. why are you
absent now, young man?" asked Mr.. Will
loughby.
; The young troopers eyes flashed at the un-
ceremonious words, and his lip arched itself
to hasty rejoinder, but impulsiye little Bes-
sic interrupted with, "Captain Bowen, if you
please, Mr.. Willoughby! And do you not
know that it is to raise recruits for Major
Davie that he's here now? That's what the
minister's sermon was for"
Indeed, Bessie, I did not" replied Mr..
Willougbby, good humoredly, "and if must
admire the taste which chooses you for his
Secretary of State, cannot so heartily conf
mend its prudence"
"Deed, sir, Ellick's not ashamed of it" re-
piled Bessie, shrinking in blushing embarrass'
ment at her impetuosity..
"And deed, Bessie, I am not ashamed of the
good plate that's so we'll stored away, waiting
for peaceful times; but I see no reason why
Kings men or Congress men should know it, 1"
replied Mr.. Willoughby.
"Ye'd do weel to be careful SIR" said old
Andrew, whisperingly. Il would'na speak
Of visit eancerns Dae one but yersel." .
"Dear me, Ellen," said the old man, IL
manifest trepidation, shave said any thing
wrong? 1 call you all to witness that |
have remained neutral in this struggle. l
have aided those in want, and succored the
distressed, as humanity taught; but have
never, by word or deed, encouraged one party
or condemned the other. Come, Ellen, let US
be going, it is hard to tell friends from foes
now we do not know when we are safe. An
drew, come up in the morning. have some
directions about planting those lower fields,
and bring Bessie with you; Ellen will not
object to that" he said, as he patted Bessie's
brown curls. "Good evening, gentlemen"
said he dstantly. "And, Mr.. Adams, if your
good lady is better, bring her up to the man.
sion house. Ellen's good housekeeping will
nurse her back to health again. Come Ellen,
come child, these September days grow short"
81 will be up betimes in the morn, Miss
Ellen" said old Andrew, who had been hold
ing whispered conversation with Ellen.
"And bring Bessie, Mr.. Craig" replied
Ellen.
"Never fear the lassie none dina stay be-
hind when take the road to the mansion she
always kens Miss Ellen wants her. Come, Bes
sic, we'll be owre late. Bid the minister good
night and ask his blessing, child, and let's be
trudging."
"God bless you with his holy spirit and
keep you unspotted from the world, dear
lamb" said the minister, fervently, as Bessie
bent her young head before him. Flinging
back her sunny curls, she said, "Tell Mrs.
Adams have bucket of my choicest butter
for her, and bucket of seed-cake for the
children. will bring them myself toner
row evening, that may have a good gossip
with her and romp with the little ones. But
father is waiting. Good evening to you, sill"
and dropping a modest courtesy as the minis.
ter left her, she turned to the young men.
captain Bowen, you'll not have time to
call and see us, I suppose" she said, with arch
coquetry.
Then addressing Ferris, said with patriotic
emphasis, "Reuben, we'll be glad to see you,
now you are one of u.s. You'll come, won't
your" and she placed her plump little hand
in his, and looked up in his face with smile
that might have tempted less obdurate
heart than Reuben Ferris.
He looked down on the glowing figure be-
fore him, gazed at the pure face upturned to
his, its fair white brow, its rosy cheeks, its
budding mouth; looked into the clear blue
eyes that knew no shame, as they fearlessly
met his. His free gaze wandered down to the
snowy neck barred to the cool evening breeze,
which tossed her brown ringlets in playful
sport, and bid them fall lovingly again on its
pure surface. He took in every grace of that
glowing little 6gure ere he answered slowly,
as he still held her hand, "Yes, I'll come"
His articulation was slow and thick, as if
it took time for such an immense weight to
give utterance.
She attempted to free her hand from his
rough grasp. "Stop, Bessie" said he, slowly,
I must have kiss for joining Major Davie
come, give it to me- and he attempted to
draw the maiden to him.
"Reuben Ferris, let me alone!" she cried,
as she struggled to free herself: 81 would
not kiss you for your weight in gold; let
me go You're no man, to treat woman
so." "Haw Haw!' he harshly laughed.
"None of your airs, Bessie. Miss Ellen's not
by you to see you now come let's have it."
And again he drew her with force, that
from his great strength, was involuntary:
The tears sprang to Bessie's eyes as she turned