Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-10-03


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see how gladly my love will fly to do
your bidding. But this-and for an
acquaintance Of but few months. a
stranger, an enemy, oh! uncle, why
will you persist"
Mr.. Willoughby's features worked In
a strong emotion. He strove to speak,
but the words came low and gaspingly.
ELLEN, have sworn this. Ny life
depends on It, Ungrateful, disobedient
girl, as you dread my curse, as you
value my blessing, heed what I say"
and unable longer to restrain HIM
self, he turned and left the room. Ell
len sat, the image Of mute despair.
She did not weep-her sorrow was too
deep for tears-but in sobbing agony,
she bent her head on her hands. At
length a step aroused her; she drew
closer within the shade of the window.
'It is Graham" she thought, land
will not be disturbed" But 1t stops
close to her, and vexed that he should
intrude, she would not look around.
At length, drawn by the magnetism
that compels one to look under anoth-
er's scrutiny, she turned. 1t was grow
ing late, the shadows were lengthen-
ing, and but dimly could she see the
| figure near her. Still the outlines Of
the manly form were strangely famil-
lar: she heard low words Of courteous
greeting. and oh! how that voice, dear
er than all the world, thrilled her heart
She sprang up, but could not speak nor
advance to welcome the conner. He
came towards her, he took both those
trembling hands In his, he drew her
| towards the open window. For one
sweet moment he looked into the blue
eyes that were so eagerly upturned,
and that so slowly and lingeringly hid
themselves under the long lashes.
"Ellen!" and his dark eyes again
sought hers in earnest, eager, inquiry.
1t sufficed, for a smile played around
the parted lips that had hitherto been
so stern.
"Ellen!" and again her eyes bent
and the rosy color flooded her cheek
as tremulous in love, the name fell up
on her ear.
"Ellen!" and his arm was around
her. He drew her to his breast, and
with a low. futtering sigh. Ellen at
length found In that broad, brave
breast, the rest her weary heart so
longed for.
You have been suffering, dearest"
he whispered, after standing some mo-
ments in silence too blissful for words.
Not now," she answered, nesting
her blushing face still closer.
And 1 added to your trouble; tell
me, love?"
1T is over now" sair she, unwill-
ing, in her generous love, to pain him.
Can you forgive me, Ellen"
She made no answer; but one little
hand stole up till 1t gently rested on
his shoulder. He drew her closer to
his heart. Impassioned words of loves
low tenderness fell upon her ear. They
needed no answer-he required none.
The soft, sweet murmur fell like balm
upon her weary heart, till In perfect
peace and trust, she could have breath
ed her life away In the fond dream.
Ellen" said he, you have not yet
bid your soldier welcome. Look up,
dearest, and If your lips forbid 1t, let
me read it in your eyes, and far more
eloquently than your lips would dare
to utter"
Gently he raised the dear head that
yet sought to hide its bushes on his
breast, and his dark eyes read in hers
all they longed to know. Slowly he
bent his head and pressed her sweet
lips in one long lingering kiss.
by heaven. Ellen. this moment Is
worth years of common existence.
Nay, dearest, you cannot yet CO." said
he, as she struggled to be free.
But the lamps are lighting, Henry,
in"
And why, dearest? do not choose
you to leave me-"
II could not meet any one with this
burning face" she whispered, land my
tell-tale eyes must be taught in soli-
tude more cunning"
Again he looked into the glowing face;
again into the dropping eyes. Again
and again he kissed the parted lips that
were pleading so murmuringly for re-
lease, and whispering
Quickly then. my Ellen, for would
not be long parted from you," he let
her go.
"Davie!" said Graham, springing up
to meet him as he entered the room.
"Davie?" said Mr.. Willoughby, in
agitated surprise, and with strained
courtesy.
How did you come? When did you
get here?" said Graham. warmly shak-
ing his hand.
zone question at a time," laughed
Davie.
II came as troopers generally come,
on the pack OF my gooQ Steeo, ana 1
have not been here long enough to
wonder where my host and his guest
were"
Strange we did not hear you ride
up" said Graham understanding from
this that he had just arrived.
Has Jerry taken your horse?" said
Mr.. Willoughby, rising as If to attend
to it.
do not trouble yourself, my dear
sir. Jerry met me and knows his
duty"
Muttering something about telling
Ellen, Mr.. Willoughby again attempt
! ed to leave the room.
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