Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-09-19

then glancing at Ellen, VINO stood ir
some confusion at the unceremonious
way Of investing her with such dell.
cate business, he smiled and slightly
elevating his brows. said
"Ah! well, who have you here
Miss Campbell, that can undertake
the office? That negro fellow 1 saw
as we came in looks sensible; call
him. will your"
There could be no resisting the vi
!vacious yet respectful manner Of Ned
Sewer, and Ellen called Jerry to
superintend the operation.
my hands were never very steady
for such duties" said Mr.. Willough-
by TREMENDOUSLY. unable longer to en-
dure the sight, and turned sickening
away. "I would I could assist you,
my young friend, but Ellen has
nerve enough. am surprised at her
unwillingness." he continued, in a
tone Of anxious reproach.
You would not expect Miss Camp
bell to do for a stranger an enemy,
as she would for her own friends
land countrymen." said Graham, with
some bitterness.
Ellen heard the words as she re-
turned with Jerry. and as spasm
of pain crossed the young officers
face, threatening again to overcome
him with its power she stopped by
his side. and taking the restoratives
in her hand. said
Suffering makes friends Of us all.
and foe finds no response in Ellen
Campbell's breast when 1t is coupled
with brave"
He looked in her face eagerly as
she bathed his damp brow. Then
with a fiuttering sigh. murmuring a
simple thank you," he closed his
eyes and patiently awaited the COM
pletion of the task.
God bless you, my Ellen" whis-
pered Mr.. Willoughby in deep agi-
tation.
You see, Jerry, all you have to
do boy, Is to get tepid water and
some good CASTLE soap and sponge
lit. You are not to rub 1t like you
rub your masters greys down,
though. Do 1t gently so. Squeeze
your sponge and let the water fall
in a thin stream to clean out the
suppuration; you understand"
"Yes, Massa," said Jerry, hesitat-
ingly.
"well. I hope you do, for IL your
awkwardness was to injure Lieuten-
ant Graham, Major Davie would
think nothing of hanging you with
your own plow line"
Xxi! Massa; any danger?"
Danger, humph! I guess there is.
Do you see that point. like a pins
head, there? Well, If your rough
ness or carelessness were to knock
that off. the lieutenant is a dead
man; he'd bleed to death before you
could say Jack Robinson" And Sc
vier, who magnified the danger In
order to induce greater carefulness
on Jerry's part, looked up at him
with an ominous scowl that frighten-
ed Jerry so effectuahy as to determine
him never to be on the premises
when surgery was required.
Now, it's all over; what do you
think, Jerry-can you do it?"
"Oh! yes. Massa." said Jerry, with
satisfied manner, doubly reassured
from his mental reservation. ANY
thing else to be done sir?"
Yes: you are now to get him
glass of your best Madeira and a
cracker toasted to the incest brown;
and bark! ye. Jerry. none of your
roasts and outlets, and pate de foie's
for my patient. do you hear?"
"Yes, Massa." said Jerry, "under-
stand dat"
you may give him wing Of
your tenderest chicken, or broth
that's just able to run down hill; but
more at your peril. boy"
xxi! Massa, you kill him faster
dan 1 will" said Jerry, shocked at
such regime, and now truly sympa-
thizing with the object Of such diet.
His blood be on my head. then;
but quick my boy, the wine"
Jerry sprang nimbly on, and soon
returned, bearing the wine and
cracker, and presented 1t to the ex-
hausted soldier
Let him rest now" said Sewer;
"he Is doing finely. Better, are you
not. Graham?"
with such nurses how could 1t
be otherwise?" said the wounded
man, smiling family as again his
gaze rested on Ellen. who in deepest
commiseration yet chafed his moist
hand Pressing family the hand she
would have withdrawn under his
ardent gaze he again wearily closed
his eyes, and his soft and regular
breathing soon indicated peaceful
slumber Mr.. Willoughby stopped
till his lips might have touched his
brow, as he said:
"He sleeps: God be praised" and
sitting where he could watch the
wounded officer. said in a low tone.
fearing to disturb his sleeping guest,
$50 you had great day at King
Mountain. Ned?"
"Glorious! glorious!" replied the
young man. "Our men fought like
tigers: and the British were not be-
hind us. They have real ferocity.
There's some pleasure in fighting
with men that you know are not
going to run like hounds"
1.-The Tories Jared pretty badly. did
they not?" said Mr.. Willoughby.
Not a man escaped. I tell you,
little Bessie Craig's death was
avenged then. What a horrible
thing that was" said the young man,
shuddering.
Horrible, indeed" said Mr.. Will
loughby; but how many just such
scenes of horror have been enacted
within our border? 1t was but one
of a thousand"
Yes. but such sparkling piece
of witchery as the girl was. She
was certainly the loveliest creature
I ever met. Poor Bowen. II almost