The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1881-12-22
I looked at him and be returned

say, SIT, salu the StFahSeT
looking down at the carpet bag
held, and examining the tag, 'are
you John McDougal or am 2
My name ls McDougal. l hope
you are an honest man, for, you
see, lfyou should happen to rob a
bank, forge i note, pick pocket
or cut somebody's ju5ular, might
have TO suffer, perhaps swing for
it. | Can give you reference as TO
my character | answered.
Yes, that's very good. But,
Mr. MeDougal, which way are
you going to go?'
Down. | have just bought my
ticket
'Tben I'm going up. l don't
think we'd best travel together.
There's the train starting now.
Goodbye, Mr.. McDougal. l wish
you success, and for my sake don't t
spoil your character
| To get to NJ, which, by the
way, is a rather out-of-the way
place, a small, one horse town,
with one tavern, Two churches
and poor house, I had to leave
the cars at r., and then take q
private. conveyance to NJ, five
miles distant. I could have gone
by the stage, but that leaves O.
once a day at five o'clock in the
morning.
So when the cars stopped at Z
l took my carpet bag in my hand,
and got out upon the platform.
There was quite a large number
of people at the STATION, but ! took
no notice OF any Of them except 4
tall, brawny man, in a brown
overcoat and slouched hat, who
started for me as soon as stepped
off the cars.
/ was about to movo away
when slouched hat laid his hand
heavily on my shoulder. r.
You are villain
sSirv
4 repeat it. You're villain
"A miserable scamp, said a cor
pulent gentleman, coming forward
and scowling 6ercely.
Now, l felt that was q match
for the latter, but as to the other
one, | did not doubt but be might
work me up into shoestrings in
less than three minutes.
will you please explain your
selves, gentlemen,' | asked, try
ing to smile.
Yes, l will answered the big
one, putting great stress Oh the
will
Certainly growled the corpu-
lent gentleman with smile.
Como this way, you rascal
said the tall one, drawing me
along with him.
His companion followed US out
back of the station, where we
were out of sight and hearing Of
the rest Of y.
Now, said the tall gentleman,
turning and confronting me, 1'll
introduce myself. l am Captain
Augustus Boynton. This gentle
man is my father, John Boynton.
! Do you know US now?'
well, really replied, wonder
ing in my own mind what the
deuce was coming, really l don't
know anything more about you
than what you've just told
| Hush said the captain, and
| be bent down and hissed in my
ear: 4 am Carrie Boynton S
brother
'Apd I am her father growled
| John Boynton.
'Ah, really, do yon say SO? |
could not help smiling, the whole
| affair seemed so ludicrous. Give
my regards to Carrie
'Ha! you laugh at US, do you,
villain p cried the captain. Look
'ere,' said be lowering his voice to
a holrld whisper; look at these
l did look, for just then he
drew from the pocket Of his
brown overcoat a handsome case,
and, opening it, displayed q pair
of splendid silver-mounted duel
ling pistols.
Take your choice
/ a cold tremor ran through my
frame. Was | to be murdered ?
Choose quick urged the cap
tain.
Sir said l.: in q tremulous
voice, while the cold drops of per,