Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1859-09-22

Indeed! Pray, what became Of their
| bodies ?,-
sHow should I know? said Milton, look
ing wildly about the room, and advancing
towards Jude with uplifted dirk. . -.
Stand back, Claude Milton ! said Jude,
starting to his feet and stepping backwards:
Il wish no quarrel with you, and what said
about betraying you was alliu. jest and only
to try your metal, man-stand back, l say !!
Milton's brow grew black as night-a
strange and unnatural light shone out from
his piercing black eyes as he slowly advan-
ced upon Jude. ,'.-., ~. ~
It was midnight-the inmates were all
asleep except themselves-and they, far a.
way from the eye of man; and, as Milton
looked upon his helpless, .unarmed and re-
treating aecomplice, terrible thoughts of
blood came over his mind, with almost ire
sistable power. The place, the time; the
peculiar shade of present circumstances--all
conspired to render the commission of crime
comparatively practicable and safe.
t.. = "Oh, mischief thou art quick
To enter in the thoughts of des'prate man !"
who could hear the death-struggle in
that dark, silent and massive-walled build
ing? Who would rush to the rescue at the
half smotbered cry of 'MuRDERr Whose
eye would detect the bloody track to the
we'll, or find the reeking blade which drank
the heart-blood of the victim p Such we're
Milton's thoughts as he followed jude a.
round the old ak-panneled walls of the H.
brary. -.
What mean you, Claude Milton" said
Jude, backing towards the door. -
Milton came nearer; and was just about
to lay hands upon the terrified Jude, when,
the latter rushed from the room, slamming
the door behind him.
After the lapse of a few moments, Jude
cautiously re.entered the room, and stood
before Milton with revolver in each hand.
'Aha = he exclaimed, presenting the muz
zlea of the pistols directly to the breast of
Milton, 'what prevents me from sending you
to h-ll You cQWardly dog-
Milton was speechless; expecting every
moment to be perforated by a dozen balls,
and launched into eternity. His fine face
became distorted by the most terrible emo
tions-his teeth chartered, and his lips grew
bloodless and clutcbing at the back Of
chair beside him, he fell heavily upon the
floor, but Immediately sprangto his feet and
prepared to sell his life as dearly as posi-
bic.
sPut up your knife, Claude Milton said
Jude. You cannot defend yourself against
twelve balls, by the use of that little tooth
pick of yours. If you intended to kill me,
you have signally failed; and 1 do not in
tend to give you such an excellent opportu-
nifty again
Milton dashed his dirk to the floor with
an oath, and sullenly threw himself upon
the lounge beside his illegitimate son, who
was still under the influence of the drugged
wine, which Jude bad administered.
This is very foolish business, Milton,
said Jude, seating himself at the table and
helping himself to glass of brandy. you
were about to kill man, whose life, just
now, is worth as much to you as your own.
Had you succeeded, what in the world would
have become Of all your deep laid plans for
the future? What would you have done
with your son with D'Vilton's son?-
with old Loo, even? You must think more,
Claude Milton, before you attempt such des-
perate steps
That may be good advice said Milton !;
sbut do you expect me to stand, with folded
arms, beside man upon whom 1 have Law
ished so many favors, while he accuses me
of murder, and plainly tells me that he
might possibly betray me for little money!
"A joke, only, my dear fellow !-merely a
bit of pleasantly said Jude; slapping
Milton playfully upon the shoulder.
This is no time for jokes, Jude: Ifyou
want to be of any service to me you must
be in earnest, man-sober earnest If I
succeed in carrying out my plans, so much
the better for you; while, if I am doomed
to meet with failure, you, of course, will be
the loser thereby. Should succeed in get
ting this old fortupe-teller out of the way,
and in convincing D'Vilton that my son is
his, l will feel perfectly satisfied, for the
present, at least. After that much shall
have been accomplished, I shall constitute
my son as my agent, and force him to carry
out my pet plot to the fullest extent
what are your intentions relative to D.
Wilton p asked Jude.
Il shall cause him to be put out Of the
way as soon as he publicly acknowledges my
son as his legitimate son and heir
What then p asked Jude.
Il shall wait until Julius is of age, when
I will compel him to enter the ministry; and
make over his property to the Church.
The devil you mean the Roman Cath
olic Church p said Jude, in surprise.
Il mean the Church. replied Milton.
what in the name of common sense do
you care about the Church p asked Jude.
Il am employed as one of her agents,
Jude, and, assure you, that the Office is by
no means an Improbable one.
sAnd to get this property for the Church
you would murder Loo, D'Vilton and his
son, chi
Not if I could help it, said Milton.
sBut, suppose that you could get possess
ion of it in no other way?-what then?
| I shonld accent the alternatiye.' said Mil