Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1880-03-11

cheek yet flushed by Bessie's coldneas and

cheek yet flushed by Bessie's coldnees and
his own excitement.
Captain, Yell no be going till ye visit the
homestead" said old Andrew.
81 do not know, Mr.. Craig; my duties are
imperative and my time short l shall have
no time for pleasure, fear"
His manner was respectful but firm. He
did not look at Bessie; did not see the tear
trembling in her blue eyes, nor the quivering
of her lips.
"Far be it from me to counsel ye against
yer duty Captain" replied Andrew, little
surprised at the erect carriage and military
bearing of his young friend, "but if you
should be our way, ye naun jist drop in for
the sake O lang syne, ye ken"
The trooper touched his hat respectfully
and was moving away, when Bessie's extend
ed hand checked him.
"You will bid me good evening, Captain
Bowen, will you not" said she in voice low
er than was her wont. The blood rushed to
his white brow, as he advanced to take the
profered hand. Suddenly placing it on his
shoulder, as he stood by her side, she bent
till her brown curls touched him. then whis-
peripg, with quivering.l;ps "Ellick!"
The tears too ready to fall, to be longer re-
strained, fell upon his face. Hastily drawing
back, she whispered to her father to 60 on !;
and old Mr.. Craig wondered why Bessie, who
generally served to shorten their ride by her
cheerful humor, should be so quiet. 1t was
some moments ere the trooper turned from
the spot where Bessie had left him. He
brushed the tear, Bessie's tear from his
cheek, and gazed long and lingeringly at his
n,oistened hand. At length muttering, Bet
ter study regiment than woman" he turn.
ed to the group of young men, among whom
Mr. Adams was now busy in urging to arms.
"And where is Ferguson now?" said one, ad-
dressing Bowen.
Lying at Gilbert Town, waiting for Clark
to cross the mountains He thinks he has
him in a trap, and so be has, if we do not
break hole in it for him to slip through"
replied Bowen.
"What force has hep" said another"
"Well, not more than one hundred and ff-
ty regulars. He has rabble of tories, who
fight. run, as occasion warrants; which
brings up his force to about twelve hundred
men but if you bring your hounds with you,
boys, they will hunt them, while we are en-:
gagged with the regulars"
"Is Bully Rube going with you ?"
"He has promised; but here he is to an
swer for himself, replied Bowen, as Ferris
moved his ponderous bulk towards them"
"You going to join the Captains troop,
Rube?" sang halfa dozen voices.
"Well, don't know" he slowly articula-
ted. ave amt come to no terms yet"
What terms are you speaking off" said
Bowen, hastily.
"Well, you see," said he, lazily hitching
up his trowsers, II want to know what l
am to get for my share of the trouble. can
take buck in the eye at as long distance
as the next man or I can, with no better
piece of mischief than these two knots here"
said he, doubling his fists, and striking them
together, with blow that would have felled
an OK, "bring down 90 mar men in a free
fight as you choose to set against me; but
| ain't going to work for nothing. The man
that pays the best, is the man for me, call
him Kings man or Congress man, whig or
tory, what you please.S .,-.-.-.'.
"You said nothing of this last night to me
when l admitted you to our council" said
Bowen. "Why did you not speak of it before
you entered like sneaking spy, as you are ?"
he said angrily, his slumbering passion get
ting the better Of him.
Look here, Alexander Bowen, keep your
hard words for them that fear you; you set
yourself up for Captain, and since you got
with Major Davie, you would think King
George himself, had the educating of you;
but I'll swear you don't captain it over me-
I'll see you far enough first
The young trooper involuntarily clapped
his hand to his side, forgetting his Sabbath
day garb when Mr.. Adams interposed.
-Reuben-young men, be quiet !
Would you for foolish word bring dssen
sion in your own camp? Bowen, remem-
ber your instructions were to conciliate. Fer.
ris, what would you have? The enemy's
camp will furnish mora spoils than you can
manage. Fie, man, don't be the Jonah in
our midst"
"No, III not 60 until know what l am to
make by it. The spoil, as you call it, l con:
slider as thrown in. work for wages, and
for the rest make what I can. None
of your black looks at me, Ellick Bowen. /
am as near to Ferguson and Gilbert Town, as
you to Watauga, and your clan and there
are dozen or more of the boys here, who'll
not see Bully Rube wronged. You think
you'll play the devil here. You may do it with
women and parsons, but you can't do it with
men, and with Reuben Ferris"
Bowen's dark gray eyes were literally
scintillsting fire; but he strove to control his
passion as he replied "Ferris, I don't want
to quarrel with you, but you know we have
no means to pay our men now. Mr.. Adams
here will tell you that Mr.. Willoughby is
partly, and privately pledged, to furnish some
means how much, cannot say. What you
can lay your hands on in the enemy's camp,
is yours; but we are not fighting now for
gain but only to hold our own. fyou and
the boys will come with US, we promise you
free fight and plenty Of it; it's all we can
do"
"Come, Ferris, the Captain promises fair !;
be man-give him your hand" cried q
dozen voices.
II don't want to quarrel" said Ferris,
surlily, seeing the tide was against him. 81
only ask for my rights, and what every man
ought to have. II you are satisfied, boys, L
am. Come on, let's be off," And the party,
mounting their horses, were soon out Of sight.
Twilig hit was rapidly fading to night, as
Mr.. Adams and Bowen left the scene Of the
previous incidents.
II do not half like that Ferris" said Mr..
Adams as they rode leisurely along
"a bulldog BRUTE said Bowen, passion
ately.
"What do you suppose caused him to shirk
i AZ. A lo,an