Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1869-04-08

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lieved by black hair and moustache. He was in
his shirt, which was open at the neck and turned
back, and his arms were bound. To thehardihood
which supports many miscreant in his last hour,
and enables him to ''die game" he could lay nc
claim, for his face was blanched with terror, he
trembled in every limb, and was evidently nearly
fainting.
The mental agony Of the poor wretch, added SO
much to the horror Of the scene, that could bear
it no longer, and was turning to 60, when an ex-
clamation from my companion stopped me. Sey-
mour was habitually so quiet, Indifferent, almost
sleepy in his tone, that anything like energetic
speech from his mouth was perfectly startling. I
had known him from boy, and never remem,
bered his being excited before had seen him
resisting the oyercharge of an abusive cabman, in
the midst Of Derby row. and in other situations
calculated to stir the temper and set the tongue
wagging freely, but his voice had never been raised
or hurried.
my good man." he drawled on the Derby oc'
casion, 'if you do not get out Of my way and keep
quiet, 7 must hit you;" and presently he did so,
effectually, but quite coolly.
So that had come to look upon him as well
dressed red Indian, or dandy stole, and half doubt
ed at the moment, whether the cry Of surprise
could possibly come out of his mouth. One glance
at his face assured me of that, however he was
leaning forward and gazing at the scaffold with
parted lips and straining eyes
'sLend me your glass;" he cried and after look
ing through the binocular minute: Eyes, it is
the man himself; no doubt about that. But there
is one thing want to make out, and can't. Here,
your eyes are better than mine take the glass and
examine his face; it is turned this way now. Well,
do youeee any mark uponit?'
'No. Yes, 1 do; there is broad scar on his
cheek"
(Which cheek" cried Seymour, grasping my
arm so hard that he hurt me-
'"The left, replied.
''Then, by heavens, guessed right - exclaimed
Seymour, drawing a long breath.
Atanother time, curiosity would have dictated 0
question: but at that moment the headsman began
to bind the eyes of his victim, and by strange re-
yulsion of feeling, could not now help watching
him.
The business was neatly done; one sweep ofthe
large sword, and the plotting brain was separated
from the bad, cruel heart; the lifestream spurteo
up in one thick jet to the height Of several feet
and all was over.
We walked to the hotel, which was close by
and after bath and change, I. found that the
scene had witnessed had made less impression
upon me than had anticipated, and was quite
ready for good breakfast
When the meal was over and We were lolling II
chairs in the pleasant courtyard, remarked or
the singularity of Seymour's landing on that par
tcuar morning. in time to assist at the decaptatior
of an old acquaintance.
eyes," he replied, in his ordinary tone now
'most extraordinary thing that ever occurred; thi
beggar had trial at my life once, and gave hin
that scar. l was certain it could not be ghost
because if there are ghosts, don't believe tina
they can fire pistols"
''Was it in India?''
"No; in Yorkshire or Lancashire I'm not Ger
tain which. But see you want the whole story
so YOU shall have it, only don't talk about it.
Zone August, some years ago, when was ii
the cavalry, I got two months, leave Of absence
and thought I should like some shooting. No
knowing any one in Scotland to sponge upon a
the moment, I looked over the advertisements ii
the Bell, and pitched upon one inserted by Mr.
Bantyen, who ntimated that he was ready to pro
vide board, lodging and grouse shooting for Ger
tain sum-rather high one, but l was flush o
money at the time, and did not mind that-on ont
of the Yorkshire moors.
81 wrote, agreeing on his TERMS on the sole con
dition that the game proved to be as plentiful a
he represented; and received directions how to fine
Deadmoor Tower by return of post.
The nearest place of any importance was Hall
fax, and that was thirty miles off; so slept ther
and started off early on the following morning in
gig, driven by the only man the people of the no
tel could discover who had the slightest idea where
abouts Deadmoor lay. He got on very well Will
what they called roads lasted; but when we wer
we'll on the moors, and had only tracks which gen
orally led to quarries, or places where turf haf
been dug, to follow, he was naturally rather puz
zled. In fact we only got on at all by asking ou
way atevery opportunity, and as We rarely met an.
one to ask, our progress was tortuous. Fortunate
", the horse, though very deficient in speed, wa
awonderful slayer, and we did reach the place VI
were looking for before sunset.
'The people who first called that tract OF coun
trv Deadmoor, had very fair idea Of prope
names, for filter place for national cemetery
never saw. Of course all moorland is wild ant
desolate, but it is generally broken up into stee
hills, and a hill somehow, is alwayscompany, prom
Using something new on the other side; and thoug
the two sides sometimes prove to be very muc
alike, when you get to the top there is generally
GOOD distant view from it; andat any rate you hav
the satisfaction of having got there. But Dead
moor was mostly table land, and the undulation
were too gradual to please the eye. Deadmoo
Tower lust suited Deadmoor. By Jove sir,
was real tower, regular, old fashioned, rounda
bout place. with walls thick enough to make Arm
stropg's mouth water; windows like loopholes
and fiat leaden roof, with battlements around 1t
'The proprietor of this medieval place was
couple of centuries or so in advance Of it, certain
iy: but still he was very old fashioned. lie me
me at the gate in the most courtly manner; lndee
took him at first as sort of heraldlc butler, an
very nearly addressed him with: What, no! sen
eschal But, fortunately, he introduced himsel
as Mr.. Bantyen, before I had time to say It,
''He showed me up to my room himself wa
!. extremely anxious to make me comfortable, an
!, anolooiyed for everything.