Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-09-22

of her indomitable will, when 1 tel
you she branded his initials on my
arm when lay an infant in her arms
and that burning memory Is all know
of a father"
"And was Graham not your fathers
name?" said Ellen.
| mo; but II Is the name Of my more
than father. My mother was not only
wealthy, but very lovely, and Edward
Graham. at that time young officer
wooed her for his wife. But nothing
could change her allegiance to the one
memory. She would not bury her grief
in new ties. His love spent itself or
her child. became to him as his own;
and. II I am worth anything in the
world. It Is his love and care that
blessed me with 1t. And yet. I am
alone In the world-father. mother
brother, sister have none"
Say not so. young man." said Mr.
Willoughby. Let us be to you what
you have lost. Learn to call Ellen, sis
ter and find in me all.-Ellen, am
weak again; give me water" And the
excitement Of strong feeling started
the drops on his brow.
Dear uncle, you are suffereing yet;
you should have kept your room to-
day."
And she bathed the throbbing head.
II am better again." said Mr.. Will
loughby. family. 1T was imprudent
Call Jerry, and I will retire"
Jerry was quite easily found, con-
sidering the want Of success Of the last
call, and bore his master to his cham
ber.
"Your uncle is extremely feeble to-
day." said Graham as Mr.. Willoughby
left the room.
YES: he has never been quite we'll
since poor Andrew Craig's DEATH" re-
piled Ellen.
I'VE seldom see such tenderness In
our rougher sex" said Graham. 81 no.
ticed. while was speaking of my ear
ly life, his sympathy could scarcely be
controlled"
Yes, I remarked 1t. Many years
ago he was subject to a nervous ex-
citement which some strange freak
connected with England. We were at
one time alarmed for his reason. I do
not think he ever quite recovered from
off Of hof 10 of
a trepidation In his manner, which, to
a stranger, would be alarming; but we
can generally trace 1t to some excite
ment preceding"
to call you sister. Sister! how sweet
the word. 1t will be an easy task. And
you have no brother. Might I hope
you will give me the kindly name?"
"If you should merit 1t, perhaps 80 Z"
she replied, lightly vexed with herself
for crimsoning under his words. But
the tone spoke more than the simple
words, and the few hours of their un-
reserved intercourse had made them
more familiar than days Of ordinary
companionship would have done. The
memory, too Of that guarded minia-
ture, made Ellen feel more at ease
than she otherwise would. Who could
II be but some loved English maiden,
and she felt sure that the generous
heart she was daily reading, could new
er prove untrue to either affection or
honor. Yet, day after day, Graham
gave himself up to the fascination
that was binding him, perfectly salts
fled his dream Of bliss would have no
end. And Ellen-could 1t be possible
she was not woman enough to see his
danger and feel for him? She did,
and hesitated, and trusted. and strove
against 1t: but 1t was impossible to re-
sist the frankness and impetuosity OF
his character II she appeared cold he
would know the reason: II she would
withdraw herself he would follow;
when her frown would check some
hasty word Of tenderness he would
petition forgiveness, and ascribe the
displeasure to the modesty that would
have more time for thought. They
rode together. walked together, sang
together sketched together; and Mr..
Willoughby watched the familiar in
tercourse, and gradually returned to
the customary serenity Of his temper,
and gave himself up to the fascina-
tions of his young guest AS Graham
was with Ellen, so Mr.. Willoughby was
with Graham. He was unhappy II he
absented himself single hour unless
he knew he was with Ellen. Then In
dreaming reverie he would patiently
await his return. So sped the time
to Graham, a dream of. love: to Ellen,
a memory of regret; to Mr.. Willoughby'
calm serenity he had long been
stranger to.
no BE CONTINUED.