Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1873-09-18
". SEPTEMBER is, 1878.

J.. THURSDAY,
sorrow and alarm and Mrs. Shaugnessy be-
! ing summoned, Sam received a wordy repri-
mand for having no more sense than to keep
sick woman up half of the night -smarting
under which undeserved censure he retired,
to think over the events of the evening.
The hour of departure from Lucky Dog,
for Sans stage coach, was four o'clock in the
morning, and its driver was not little sur
prised, when about to mount the box, to dis
! cover Mrs Page waiting to take seat beside
him. After the adventure of the previous
night, it was with some restraint that he ad-
dressed her; and there was wanting, also,
something of his cheerful alacrity Of manner,
when he requested the stranger who had ia
ken the box seat to yield it up to the lady.
The strangers mood seemed congenial, for he
declined to abdicate, intimating that there
was room for the lady between himself and
the driver, if she insisted upon an outside seat.
But Mrs. Page did not insist She whis.
pered to Sam to open the coach door, and
quietly took a seat inside; and Sam, with
sense of irritation very unusual with him,
climbed reluctantly to his place, giving the
"cayusses' the lash in way that set them of
on keen rum By the time he had gotten
his team cooled down, the unusual mood had
passed, and the longing returned to hear the
sweet voice and watch the bright eyes that
had made his happiness on former occasions.
Puzzled as he was, and panied by the evidence
he possessed of her connection, in some way,
with the victim of lynch law, that seemed
like dream in the clear, sunny air of morn
ing, while the more blissful past asserted its
claim to be considered reality. Not lark,
warbling its flute notes by the wayside, not a
pretty bit of the familiar landscape, nor
glimpse brook, that leaped sparkling down
the mountain, but recalled some charming ut
terance of Mrs Dolly Page, as he first knew
her-as he could not now recognize her in the
pale, nervous, and evidently suffering woman,
sitting closely veiled inside the coach.
Occupied with these thoughts, Sam felt
disagreeable shock when the outside passen-
germ voice that contrasted roughly with
that other voice which was murmuring in his
cardigan remark about the mining pros
poets of Lucky Dog.
"Some rich discoveries made in the neigh
borhood, eh? Did you ever try your luck at
mining"
"Waal, no. own little stock, though"
answered Sam, carelessly.
"In what mine?"
"In the Nip.and-Tuck."
"Good mine, from all hear about it. New
er did any prospecting?" asked the stranger.
in that tone which denotes only desire to
IL LII
"No," in the same tone.
"That's odd," stufing a handful of cut to-
bacco into his mouth. "Td have sworn twas
you saw swinging pick in the canon, east
of the camp, last night"
"Im not much on picks" Sam returned,
with slowness that we'll counterfeited indif'
ference 81 was visiting lady last evening,
which is a kind of prospecting more in my
line"
eyes, understand that lady inside the
coach. She's game one"
"1t strikes me you re devlish free in your
remarks" said Sam, becoming irritated again.
"No offense meant" I'm sure. Take cl-
gar? We may as we'll talk the matter over
calmly, Mr. Rice. You see, it's ten to one
that you are implicated in this business, being
very attentive to Mrs. Page. Made several
trips together. Let her handle your horses,
so she could take them out of the stable for
them thieves. Buried her thieving, gambling
husband for her. You see the case looks bad,
any way though I'm inclined to think you
have Just been made fool Of l know she's
smart one. 'Taint often you find one
smarter"
"Sam's eyes scintillated. He was strongly
minded to pitch the outside passenger OFT the
coach. The struggle in his breast between
conviction and resistance to conviction amount
ed to agony. He could not, in that supreme
moment, discriminate between the anger he
felt at being falsely accused, and the gries and
rage of being so horribly disillusioned. The
combined anguish paled his cheeks and set
his teeth on edge; of all of which the outside
passenger was cooly cognizant. AS they
were, at that moment, in sight of the first sta
ton, he resumed
"Let her get up here, if she wants to; l
can ride inside I don't want to be hard on
her; but mind, if you breathe word to her
about my being an officer, I'll arrest you on
suspicion. Let every tub stand on. its own
bottom. If she's guilty, you can't help her,
and don't want to, neither; if she's innocent,
she'll come out all right, never fear Are we
on the square, now p
"Have you got warrant ?" asked Sam, in
low tone, as he wound the lines around the
brake, previous to getting down.
"You bet but I'm in no hurry to serve it.
Pineywoods Station'll do just as we'll. Tele-
graph office there"
Mr.. Rice was not in any haste that morn
ing, being, as he said, ahead of time. He In
vited Mrs. Page to take her usual place on
the box, telling her the gentleman had con-
cluded to 60 inside; and brought her glass
of water from the bar. While he was return
ing the glass, the passengers including the
one on the outside, being busted asshaging
their thirst with something stronger than wa
ter, rattle of wheels and a clatter of hoofs
was heard, and, 10! Mrs. Dolly Page was dis
covered to be practicing her favorite accom-.
plishment of driving six-in-hand!
When the "outside passenger" recovered
from his momentary SURPRISE he clapped his
hand on the shoulder of Mr.. Rice, and said,
in voice savage with spite and disappoint-
ment:
II arrest yon, sir"
"Arrest and be blamedw returned Sam.
eff you had done your duty, you'd have ar
rested her while you had the chance"
"That's so-your head is level and if you
will assist me in getting on to Pineywoods
Station in time to catch the runaway-for she
can't very we'll drive beyond that station, I'll
let you off,"
"You'll wait till I'm on, reckon. My
horses can't 60 on that errand, and you darsn't
take up the drivers team. Put that in your
pipe and smoke it, old smarty "-and Sans
nuos an,ittod atoal hlna linhtninn thollnh his