Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1880-05-27

depths, its rock grottoes, dim and cool-its
hedges of acacias and laurels, its shaded ave
nues, their leafy labyrinths, fitting retreat fol
the flowing and beloved" or mounted upon d
superb steed-for he was accomplished in the
noble art of horsemanship-he would ride
through the green aisled forests, peopled with
the grace and the chivalry of flowers, his gay
charger keeping time in proud prancing, to
the music of the Cascine.
His air and handsome face, with his grace
full figure and rich dress, soon attracted the at
tention of many dimpled and rosy beauty,
as they rode along in their open carriages,
and in many mute Irritation did the suscept'
ible youth engage. An airy kiss tossed from
the tips of lovely hands, answered by bou'
quet of marvellous beauty and fragrance,
cleverly thrown in the lap of the owner OF
that loving gesture, or graceful bow re-
turned by smile of coquetish sweetness,
was quite food enough for many twilight
dream, till capricious fancy would invent
new inamorata, with loves fabulous charms.
One evening he had fingered longer than
usual, viewing the brilliant and gay panorama
The sun bad sunk behind the snow.capped
mountains, but the twilight was gorgeously
light. Clouds of gold were piled in a frma'
ment of glory, and the soft clear lig ht Of that
exquisite halftone which he 30 loved in Claude
Lorraine, was shed over tree and flower.
The beauty of the lovely Florentines, by this
heavenly light, was enriched to soft volup'
tuousness, subdued to dreamy grace, per-
fectly bewildering. While his heart was
bounding and glowing. under this scene of en-
chantment, sudden fascination, mysterious
influence, caused him to turn. Heavens, what
picture Seated in a ph@ton, whose elegance
and liveries of scarlet and gold of the SER
wants, indicated wealth and nobility, was
lovely girl. A girl-indeed child in years
being scarcely sixteen ; but in all else, a won
derous specimen of glowing womanhood'
Her glorious eyes, dark as the night, tender
and passionate, were fixed full upon him.
Her cheek, smooth and glowing, was warm
with the rich blood mantling its brunette sur
face. Her mouth was proudly, sweetly full
lips richly tinted and parted in eager scruti-
ny. The waVy fold of her black hair was
wound in immense coils around the small and
beautifully shaped head, till, ss if weary OF
still braiding, it fell in glossy coils around the
lovely neck and Physche, what figure
Full, voluptuous-the falling shoulders, the
swelling bust, the round symmetrical limbs,
the dimpled hands, the tiny feet. from every
grace, from every beauty, the warm Prone
thean fire, burning, glowing in eloquent spells
A robe of crimson contrasted gorgeously with
the warm dark skin, and the rich black lace
of the falling mantilla, formed lovely net
frame for this glowing picture. She was bend
ing eagerly forward as his gaze met hers.
The rich blood mantled her cheeks to a yet
more sunny hue, as in graceful gesture, she
tossed the usual kiss, and whispered "to-mor-
row. as the ph@ton slowly passed onward.
He was tempted to play the spy upon the
movements of this lovely stranger, but his
nice sense of honor forbade it, and, with every
pulse quickened to warm excitement, he hast
ened home to weave, with lovers madness,
many dream of airy bliss. How inpatient
ly he waited for the morrow! again to meet
the Hebe of his fancy. The lettering twi.
light would never come-the hour sacred to
romance-luxurious, beautiful and fascina.
ting 1t came at last. Again the elegant
ph@ton rolled leisurely along, and scarcely
awaiting the signal from those melting eyes,
he spurred his horse to her side. Placing her
finger on her lip in terror almost fierce, she
signi6ed her disapproval. Her head was
quickly turned-a little note futtered to the
ground and again the mysterious beauty left
him. Snatching the tiny epistle, he hastily
-"to.morrow."
"Pshaw" he cried, 81 am but the victim of
some practical JEST will think no more of
it."
But that little note would not rest 80 quiet
ly. Again and again he drew it forth, to
study the fair Italian hand that had traced
tomorrow" so tantalizingly.
"Well," said he, at length, Glove and beau
ty beckon. If jest, it is a sweet one, and l
willing victim 30 once more myVenus y
Another day, another twilight Again the
Intoxicating circe and again disappointment
with the consolation of an exquisite bouquet,
with the mystical word tomorrow" hid amid
its fragrant leaves. The excitement, the Gu
riosity wasslmost maddening, and determined
to be no longer foiled, he indicted warm and
passionate protest against farther cruelty.
"To-morrow was the only answer, sighed from
those warm lips, as kissing it, she hid the let
ter in her bosom. And now opened upon
Herbert new life; life invested with all the
charms of the most bewildering romance.
Epistles were daily, or rather nightly (for
itrequired the twilight's dim light) exchanged.
The lovely incognito, cunning as sorceress,
imperious as queen, uniting warm and
passionate nature-one too, perfectly reck-
less of consequences-wi a courage that we
would call boldness with a wildness, we
would call freedom; hesitated not moment
to commit the error we consider so formida-
BILE in America-in Italy so pardonable. Her
education had taught her of nothing but
love. The very air breathed tit was an
atmosphere of seduction and dangerous ex.
ample. Her faults, and they were many,
had never taught her deceit heretofore, and
when she loved, nature and education gave