Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1886-09-08

"By she's got the drop on us, an she'll
do as she says" muttered one Of the COM
mittee. who now seemed to feel uncomfort-
able; ''it's in her eye"
As the pr :ty stood with the fire burning
behind them, their figures were thrown in
bold relief against its light, and the least
movement was visible to Blanche.
'Now, gentlemen" she continued, "busi.
ness, you know. suppose you think this is
all very wrong for n woman But as there
seems no man here to take q defenseless
mans part. why. woman had to do it.
Whatever John Holder has done, whether he
be guilty or not of tho charges against him.
is not to be found out by taking him fro II
his bed. at night and carrying him into these
woods to maltreat and torture him. That's
neither justice, fairness, nor decency,
and you gentlemen know it now
that you take q moment to think it
over. Would you do what you propose
to do to him before his mother9
Would you do it before your own mothers!
You have forgotten yourselves gentlemen.
Kick over that kettle of tar and 60 home
and you will feel more like men tomorrow. !"
The committee were irresolute. Blanche
stood there rigid, her eye upon them and her
pistol ready.
The, tension was becoming painful No
juryss verdict was ever more eagerly
awaited.
"Come, gentlemen, you will take the gag
from that mans mouth and then leave him."
she said. in accents more winning than those
in which she had first spoken. You will, I'm
su 'e!'
Let the gal have her own way" said one.
This expression Of opinion was as the first
crack in the dam to be undermined.
Don't believe in bein' humbugged by a
woman" was the rema,..- from the commit
teeman, who had previol.'ly broached his
rigorous views as to maritsl and family dis
cipline.
Won't she rouse the whole Bar whether
we 60 or not! Anyway, I've got enough for
one night" was the reply.
She did not stir from her post OF uncock
her pistol Evidently she held herself in
readiness either for war or persuasion.
Some one pulled the gag from my mouth.
The committee filed slowly out of the hol-
low. One hastily returned, remarking as he
glanced up at Blanche, "'Scuse me, miss but
we forgot this" He seized the demijoh
and bore it off.
":1r. sefterI Mr.: sefterl" called out
Blanche.
Setter forgot his disguise and stopped.
"Why, it is really you, Mr. Setter" said
Blanche. Setter pulled himself up for an
other start, as if he was anxious to get away
from the locality of so many laundering self
revelations. Mr. Setter, when next you
organize q conspiracy remember that the
walls of cloth houses near together have very
large ears-that is, when a woman's inside
one of them," was Blanche's parting remark.
"Yes'm," answered Setter, in the tone Of a
corrected child, as he went stumbling off
with the demijohn.
They were gone. Blanche and myself stood
facing each other. The situation was embar-
raising Perhaps some lingering fiend of like
spirit with the committee popped into my
head the thought: Should now exclaim in
the gush of the old-fashioned novel, MY pre-
server How can thank youT' etc. was
irritated now at being "saved" by Blanche
Seton.
But had soon to do something. noticed
that Blanche was unsteady on her feet She
caught at a sapling, stood there moment,
and then sat down
She was suffering from the ordeal she had
undergone and the nervous relaxation that
must follow such extreme tension.
gained the cliff summit. She was weak
almost unable to stand, and said on my proffer
Of assistance: "You must see me home
belieyen