Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1895-10-25

moment and now, have | found you,
my own? Edward Darlington, if thou,
from the spirit world dosL behold us
now, forgive, Oh forgive the wrong |,
in my weakness, have done thy son ]"
Spellbound with amazement for a
moment, the group stood gazing at the
inexplicable scene. Mrs. Taylor, how
ever, soon hastened to dispatch mes
senger for DR.. Hardy, in Asheville, and
summon other servants to assist in re-
moving the young man to his room.
When he returned to his friend he
found Maria already had brought wa
ter from u contiguous rivulet, aid was
bathing Randolph's face and hands,
vainly striving to restore consciousness.
Mrs. Cover had reused to the necessity
of restoratives, and chaied the small,
white hands between her own, ever
and anon pressing them passionately
to her lips. They bore him to his
bed, and when Mt last he woke
from his long swoon, no light of rea-
son beamed from his dark eyes; but
wild, wandering glances rested from
one to another, as if the vision
was ever straining to catch sight Of
vision always eluding it. All
the time there poured forth from his
lips incoherent plants, touching apos-
trophies to his mother, with plcadings
full of pathos for recognition and love.
The fevered blood coursed through his
veins in bounding surges, and by the
time DR.. Hardy arrived, the Attack
had developed into a brain fever,
which the physician pronounced, Oh
his coming, Of the most malignant
type. The result, he unreservcdly
told them, was doubtful. Everything
rather seeming to Indicate the worst.
Mrs. Cover would not depulc the
task Of nursing to amy other, but she
allowed Mr.. Taylor and Maria to share
with her the lreary dread of the long
weary watches. For four days and
nights shI sat by him, not seeking one
moments rest-her delicate frame
strengthened by anxiety to bear the
fatigue.
At last the fever wancd, conscious,
ness was restored, and good hopes were
entertained of the young mans recov-
cry The germ of insanity seemed to
have been destroyed by the fulfillment
ofhis "heart's DESIRE He was so weak
he could not wonder, and in the full
ness of delight would fairly bask for
hours in the light of his mothers pres.
cnce without speaking IL word. His
convalescence was slow. Mr.. and Mrs.
Taylor came almost daily to cheer; but
Maria no longer assisted Mrs. Cover in
the care of the invalid. The only
clouds which visited our hero's recov-
cry were occas ioned by her absence
but hope had been true in her prom
ises, and he trusted still to her whis-
perings and felt assured the kind. Prov
idence which had given him mother
and name would crown his happi-
ness with the love of Maria Haught0n.
"The melancholy days had come,
The saddest of the year;
OF fwailing winds and naked woods,
And meadows brown and sere,"
before the mother would let her dear
patient venture out Of doors. In spite
of the "faling leaves" the days were
very bright to these Two. In one
another's society they found sunlight.
Mrs. Cover exerled her wonderful
powers of entertainment to shorten the
hours of convalescencr, and in the
exuberance of her happiness, was I'M
usually brilliant. The two were of
very similar tastes; had read much,
and very congenial company were they
to each other.
TO BE CONCLUDED NEXT FRIDAY.