Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-09-26
CHAPTER XIV.

Oh blame her not when zephyrs wake
The aspens trembling leaves must shake,
When beams the sun through April's showers,
II needs must bloom, the violet flower;
And love howe'er the maiden strive,
Must with reviving hope revive.
SCOTS LORD OF THE ISLES.
1t will be necessary for US to take
step backward in order to gather up
the threads Of our tale. We have seen
how Graham's situation at once do
mesticated him, not only in the home,
but in the hearts Of the inmates Of the
Mansion House. Ellen's woman's in
tuition was not long in perceiving that
the gallantries Of their guest, which
she first ascribed to the chivalric
knight -errantry of his character, had
more tender and deeper source.
Withdraw herself as she would from
him, still, owing to the office Of sur
geon which Jerry had forced upon her,
she was unavoidably thrown into an
intimacy she dreaded. But any shrink
ing from this duty, led to such re-
proaches from Mr.. Willoughby, such
evident mental as we'll as bodily suf-
fering on the part of Graham, as made
her fain to take 1t up again, and wait
with what patience she might his con-
valescence.
One day Graham said to her, Miss
Ellen 1 think can now relieve you
from duty that fear has been odious
to you. See. Mr.. Wllloughby how her
care has cured the ugly wound" as he
barred his arm high in playful pride.
You are looking at my mark" said
he, noticing Mr.. Willoughby's eyes fix
ed on a broad black H on his arm.
THAT l call my coat Of arms. 1t was
an unfortunate circumstance, for 1t left
but a painful memory of a father. 1t
seems to be an unfortunate arm. Let
me hope your care has blessed it, and
that the arm your kindness has restor-
ed may be your support through life,"
he whispered, as Ellen arranged the
bandage. Ellen's usual reply to these
daily gallantries was to color and be
silent. but lately. feeling there was
more meaning attached to them than
she had hitherto supposed, answered
in the same tone::
My duty has been unpleasant in so
far as it has led you to repeat trifiing
nothings, that would fain believe are
as meaningless as they are idle"
He looked up in startled surprise.
Good heavens, Miss Ellen, you cam
not believe l would so insult you. Idle
and trifing they may be to you, but
believe me, they but poorly express the
emotions of my heart"
THE knowledge of that but adds to
my concern" she replied, frowning
coldly "and trust that the future will
relieve me from such evidences"
She arose as she spoke. for she had
been kneeling beside him and left the
room. He covered his face with his
hand and for some time remained ST.
lent. Suddenly starting up. he discov-
cred Mr.. Willoughby gazing upon him
in anxious surprise.
Are you in pain, Graham?" said he
tenderly.
"No-yes; am wounded-but this
iron has entered my SOUL" replied he.
bitterly.
What Is 1t, Graham? What is
wrong?" said Mr.. Willoughby frighten-
ed at his impetuous step.
Why did you encourage me to love
Ellen? Why did you not tell me she
could not return my fervent passion?
Why expose me to such misery? Bet
ter have died." and he flung himself
upon the sofa and buried his face In his
hands.
What Is this? What do you mean,
Graham?" said Mr.. Willoughby, ap-
preaching him.
I mean that my life Is a curse with
out Ellen" said he passionately. "Ev-
cry emotion of my soul Is merged In
her, and death alone can root out the
love"