Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1856-09-25
CHAPTER II.
MARY CARROLL AND HER VISITOR.

her fair features was spread cloud Of des
pondeut agony. She heard footsteps ap
preaching, and lifting her eyes, she saw the
dark form of Casper Bagroon. With 9
shudder she hurried into the house, but Cas-
per followed her He was stout young
fellow, but he looked ugly and repulsive.-
There was in every lineament of his features
a dark scowl, and his face bore numerous
scars that had been left by the wounds he
had received in brawls and drunken rows.
a good evening to you, Miss Mary said
Casper, as he unconsciously entered.
Your presence makes it bad one, re-
piled the fair girl, in firm voice go your
way, Casper Bagroon'
This is my way, darling, and here choose
to stay for the present.
IF you stay here, then I shall go. I've
told you time and again, Casper, that would
have nothing to do with ye. Now, leave
me in peace, for I'm miserable
NO, Mary, shan't leave you, for l love
you, and you know it, and you shall be mine.
Young Coney Drake won't be my rival any
more. L might have had your pretty hand
long ago if it hadn't been for his winning
ways and smooth tongue but he's done for
now'
Casper Bagroon, you never could have
had my hand. hate you, and I always did.
Coney Drake isn't guilty of that murder,
and they can't convict him. Go your way
and leave me in peace
sHa! ha! ha! Mary Carroll, you don't
know what you're saying. Coney Drake is
guilty Of the murder, and he's been proved
so.'
Its lie p
Hold your tongue, Mary. It's no lie.
He has been convicted, and he is going to
be hung!
Mary Carroll grasped Bagroon by the arm
and looked wildly into his face.
don't you lie to me, Casper Bagroon?' ?
1t isn't lie. Coney Drake has been sem
fenced this very afternoon, and next week
he will hang
sNo. no. they shau't hang him = cried
the half-frantic girl. 'Couey never did that
murder. 1t wasn't in his heart
peace, Mary. Young Drake can be
nothing to you now
Yes he can. lie can be everything
but he shan't, though uttered the dark
man, at the same time grasping hold of the
excited girl with rough grip. Now listen
to me, Mary Carroll you've got to be mine,
and mine you shall be, in spite of all the
powers of heaven and earth. Pve set my
soul on possessing you, and don't care if l
lose that soul in the getting of youp
Bagroon looked pale and haggard-his
teeth were grating together, and his breath
came hot and quick. Poor Mary was fright
ened She was stout hearted and true
hearted girl, but she knew that he would do
anything to gain his ends.
LET 60 of me!' she shrieked. 'Let go
of me, Casper Bagroon. 1 can never be
yours, swear-'
Hush, Mary Carroll, interrupted Ba-
groom, in whisper. Il am not man to
be thwarted. I could tell you some things
that would open your eyes to your own fate. ,
'Ah, you could tell of dark deeds enough
I ween. 'Ha, what's that?'
where !? uttered Bagroon, with quick
start.
'Therep said Mary, laying her finger up
on dark spot on his shirt sleeve.
dts nothing
It's blood, Casper Bagroon; its blood
you lie 1t isn't blood
The william hurled Mary from him as he
spoke, and his face turned to livid hue
He trembled at every joint, and his eyes
glared wildly upon the dark strain.
It isn't blood You lie, Mary Carroll
there's no blood on me-
1t seemed as though, at that moment,
some mighty power descended upon Mary
Carroll, for she grew suddenly calm, and
with steady gaze she looked upon the man
before her.
1T is blood she slowly, firmly uttered,
sand you know it. There is blood upon your
hands, too!
where? p gasped Bagroon, gazing quick
ly at both hands There is no blood there.
Out upon your trickery. My hands are
clean
They are not clean,' said Mary, sustained
by strange power, 'nor can all the waters
of Lough Neagh make them So
Casper Bagroon foamed at the mouth, and
in the phrenzy of mad wrath be sprang for
ward and grasped the girl once more by the
arm.