The Abbeville banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1847-1869, 1856-01-31

most natural sound that could fall from it
should be, 100000! come, now, do tell ~
In fact, he was one of those beings created
by II wise but inscrutablc Providence. for
no other purpose, apparently, but TO mcddle
will, other peoples business, and to ask
questions.
His name WAS Bngle; and with Mrs. Bo-
Glc-wllom he had married two years be-
fore, because, having exhausted I'LL other
subjects Of inquiry in conversation with
her, he had finally asked her if she would
have him-"nd little Boglc, who had
ma!c It's appearance some three months
since, and already "took notice" with an
; in'lnring air painful to contemplate, lie oc-
cupir'l, !or the present, "Rnom, No. 81"
B"g!c would llav. made fortune in no
time, il he had lived in the blessed era
when the promise, "ASk and We shall re-
cc;r..," WI, fulfilled and so well wH* his
disposition understood 10y the ;rcIucnicrs of
the .;.a,na, that they invariably left the
vicinity when he looked nskant ut them !;
his presence cleared tie room 81, quickly rs
Il stream from fire cn-;nc, or Il mad dog
could have done it. brushing some re-
main, of snuff from his snow-wl,ilc vest
Bog'c took snuff iror,linatcly; he said it
Sharpcncl ny his ;;,cultrs-he turned upon
the hap!css duncan, who had just got the
Lady M;,ulc" into the cave where the
skeleton lianl drirpcd blood from the cell
| ing
"J,lin, what time IS il !"
John looked at the clock with n slight
e,roan: Five minutes pas. eight, Mr.. Bo-
gle
"Wiat time will the boat be in 2"
In Il few moments, Mr.. B"yc."
"Will the General come down to-nightw
81 don't know, Mr.. Boyle"
"IIow old IL man do you take him to be,
now!'
"Fnnta;ne! she screamed that is,
don't know, Mr.. Boy.c."
Glow much does he wrigh?'
"Ihc skeleton Indeed, | don't know,
sir"
The conversation WAS here suspended 10y
the sudden arrival of Il stranger. llr was
large man, Of stern and forb!t'ing aspect,
exceedingly dark complexion, with long,
black hair hanging in unkcmpt tanglc<
abou: his shoulders, and with Il fierce
and mmcomrr"mising mous,ache and beard,
h!:lckcr than the driven charcoal, complete
ly c"ncca';ng the lower part Of his face.
His dress WAS singular: brown hat, brown
coat, brown vest, brown ncckcoth. brown
pin:al""ns, brown gai,cr boots. In Ills.
hand he carried a brown carpet bag, anl
!rncarh his arm 4 brown silk umlrclIa.-
Hastily lie inscribed his name upon the re
gi>tcr, General Tccumsrh Brown, Browns
vile" and, for IN instant, seemed to fall
into a brown study. Boyle was on the qui
"trc !; he had looked over the Generals
shoulder.
"From Sacramento, sir! 2 said he
The General gazc1 at Boyle stcrnly for
moment, and replied, II am, sir"
81 see. sir" said Boglr, with Il cordial
smile, you live in Brownsville ; may in
4nirc if You are in business thcrc?'
The General gazed at Boyle more stcrnlv
than before, and shortly answered, "lou
may, sir"
"We!l," said Boyle, "are you?"
"Ics, sir" replied General Brown in
s:cn;oran voice, ut the same time advau-
cling step toward his fat little in1uisitor,
" have lately made a fortune there"
"oh" said I'"g", nimbly jumping back
as the General advanced, "low!'
"By mi"di"g my omn business, sir i"
thundercd the General, and turning to Dun
can, who had forgotten the Lady Maudc"
in the 'charms Of this conversation, said,
" Give me my key, sir; and til" moment :.
young man calls here to inquire for me,
scnri him up to my room"
So saying, and grasping the key extended
to him, General Brown turned away, and.
casting a look of' fierce maIgnity at little
Doyle, who tried to concca! his confusion
by taking pinch Of snuff, retired, taking
with him as lie went the only brown ia
panned candlestick tha: stood among tile
numerous array of those articles provided
for the Tchama's guests.
We'll" said Boyle, "of all the Brown
where did YOU put him, John9"
"No. 32," replied that individual, return
ing to "the cave"
"Thirfy-two" exclaimed Boyle; "good-
ness, gracious! why that joins my room, and
the partition is as thin us wafer"
CHAPTER II.
Up stairs went Boyle, two steps at