Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1895-10-18

which had HOWn from nlu. LIE
reserved spirit which marked him
in the days of his first awakening
to the circumstances of his birth,
was now entirely dissipated; and the
burden of his thoughts was fast be-
coming the theme of his every con-
versation. He talked continually OF
his birth and the strange incidents
connected with it, wearying some,
but finding sympathy from others in
his wretchedness.
Among those whose kindness OF
heart lent a plying ear to his sorrows,
was the daughter Of his host-MaJor
George Kennedy. Frequently he
sought her presence, and seemed to
find relief in unburdening to her the
straits of his yearning heart. Often
would he say he could not be still, but
must 20 forth in the wide world to seek
her whom he had early lost. Adel-
aide Kennedy feared she discovered
in these wild plants, the germ of luna
cy, and would try, gently, to interest
his thoughts in other pursuits, striv-
ing to excite his ambition in the
line of his profession; and she rep
resented too, forcibly, that by wander.
ing away, as he proposed, he would
cut off communication, perhaps, from
those he sought.
Sometime after these talks, he seem
ed more calm, and would, for weeks,
apply himself to the law. At last, he
told to Miss Adelaide the aspiration of
his aspirations-the love born in his
heart so untowardly to Maria Haugh'
ton. Her woman's tact essayed TO
point out to him by his profession to
achieve fortune and fame, and lay
them at the feet Of the lady of his heart.
"No, Miss Adelaide" said the grn-
tleman, "Such are successes of story
books; but seldom Of real life. Never
could it be done by Il broken spirited
man like myself. Besides, even had /
wealth, and could l win laurels, he
who would make the offering should
have a name, no matter how humble ;
but, alas / have none. Oh ! God am
| ever to be unknown ?"
With this burst of feeling, the wretch
ed young man hastily left her presence.
A few hours later she was passing by
his room to another part Of the house.
He Was sitting in the entry, by his
door, writing.
"Making out items for your maidon
speech ?" she said, in the pleasant &C
cents she always used, to try and cheer
him.
No" he answered, II am done with
the law, Miss Adelaide. 1t is useless,
longer, to struggle on. Unjust go forth
to look for my mother! My last birth
day brought no remittance. | care not
rush-light for the money; but, per-
haps, my sitting supinely down to my
fate instead of overturning heaven and
earth, as it were, to find her, has
been displeasing to my mother and she
has left me to myself. l will strive to
do the task appointed me and find her u
There was kind of melancholy in
conference in his words which alarmed
his friend. She felt at loss how to re.
ply, but said soothingly, "Perhaps some
irregularity of the mail has detained
the enclosure. Do not 60 off thus
from your friends; but persevere in the
profession you are fitted by mind and
education to adorn. That would seem
to me to be the path marked out for
you. Above all, be patient and hope
full"
"Hopeful Hope deferred, maketh
the heart sick I have striven for pa
tience, but cannot longer rest in it,
for am sick at heart! Won't you 60,
Miss Adelaide, down and see mother :?
Tell father and herself have gone !;
that I've striven to do their will, but if
l remain here inactive, in making out
the desire of my heart, 1 will 60 mad.
Tell them 1 could not bear to say to
them all, good bye. They are, indeed,
all of them, the noblest of the noble.
Such as they ARE the light ofthe world
| know they will grieve for their wan
dering boy, but Sam is a sure staff for
their old age, and Rose light to their
eyes. They do not need me, dearly as
they love me-"
"If you will 60, when do you start ?"
Tomorrow, before daylight, in the
stage. I-do not know where I'm
going-I've laid no plan of action.
Tell mother, if find my mother, 1 will
write to her of it. IF cannot, l will
never come home till I come to die, if
then. You will do this much more for
me, Miss Adelaide ?"
ayes, certainly. 1t is sad task, for
I do not believe Mrs. Mccullough, in
her heart, feels one shade deeper love
for her son than for yourself, and let
the memory of her love 90 with you in
your wanderings, drawing you always
to the good and pure"
"Yes her teachings and prayers will
be with-me. Goodbye, my friend
truly you have been so. I thank you
for all your efforts to cheer-all your
gentle sympathy. The remembrance
will always be precious. Here, take
the lines l was written as you come.
give them to you, as a memento OF
the poor unknown ~
He was gone. She took the paper
he had put into her hands, and could
scarcely read-for the tears Of pity
which filled her eyes-the blighted
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