Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1894-07-04

marry thcm-lest you should live to desire
to kill them!'
Hero I madc as though would pass on,
| but he spoke again:
Pardon my words; they wcre well
meant, and perhaps you may come to learn
| their truth. will dctain you no more.
Will you graciously direct me on my road
to Yarmouth, for / am not sure of it, hav-
ing ridden by another way, and your Eng
| lish country is so full Of trees that man
cannot sec q milc?"
walked dozen PAGES down the bridlo
path that joined the road ut this place and
| pointed out the way that he should go,
| past Buckingham church. As did so l
noticed that while I spoke the stranger
was watching my face keenly, and it seem
| cd to me with an inward fear which he
strovc to master and could not. When l
had finished, he raised his bonnet and
thankcd,mo, saying:
"Will you be SO gracious as to tell me
your name, young sir!'
what is my name to you?' l answered
roughly, for dislilcd this man. "You
have not told me yours. Z"
NO indeed; am travelling incognito.
| SiSSS
parts, and he smiled strangely. Il only
wished to know tho name Of ono who had
done me q courtesy, but who, it seems, Is
not so courteous as deemed. And he
shook his horses rcins.
"I am not ashamed of my name," /
said. 1T has been an honest one so far,
and if you wish to know it it is Thomas
Wingfcld."
Il thought it, hc cried, and rs he spoke
his face grew like the face Of u 1iend. Then
before I could find time even to wonder
he had sprung from his horse and stood
within three PAGES Of me.
"a lucky day! Now we will see what
truth there is in prophecies" he said,
drawing his silver mounted sword "a
name for name; Juan dc Garcia gives
you greeting, Thomas Wingfield. -
Now, strange as it may seem, it was at
this moment only that there flashed across
my mind the thought Of all that had
heard about the Spanish stranger, the re-
port of whose coming to Yarmouth had
| stirred my father and mother so deeply.
At any other time should have remem-
| bcrcd it soon enough, but on this day
was so set upon my tryst with Lily and
what I should say to her that nothing
else could hold place in my thoughts
'sThis must be the man." said to my
| self, and then said no more, for he was
on me, sword up. saw tho. keen point
| flash toward mo and sprang to one side,
| having desire to fly, as, being unarmed
except for my stick, might have done
without shame. But spring as would
could not avoid the thrust altogether. 1t
was aimed at my heart, and it pierced the
sleeve of my left arm, passing through the
| lesh-no moro. Yet at the pain of that cut
all thought of flight left INC, and instead
Of it cold anger filled me, causing me to
wish to kill this man who had attacked
Inc thus and unprovoked. In my hand
was my stout oakcn staff, which had cut
mysclf on the banks of Hollow hill and If
| I would fight I must make such play with
| this rs I might 1t seems poor weapon
! indeed to match against Toledo blade III
| the hands of one who could handle it well,
and vet there are virtues in q cudgcl, for
when man secs himself threatened with
| it he is likely to forget that he holds i'll
his hand moro deadly weapon, and to
| take to tho guarding of his own head in
|
| the body.
And that was what CHANGED in this case,
| though how it came about exactly can
not tell. The Spaniard was fine swords
| man, and had I been armed as he was
would doubtless have overmatched mo,
who at that age had no practice in the art,
| which was almost unknown in England.
| But when he saw the big stick hourishcd
over him he forgot his own advantage and
raised his arm to ward away tho blow.
| Down it came upon the back Of his hand,
| and hisNsword fell from it to tho grass.
But did not spare him because of that,
| for my blood was up Tho next stroke
| took him on tho lips, knocking out tooth
and sending him backward. Then caught
| him by tho leg and beat him unmerciful-
| ly, not upon the head indeed, for now that
| I was victor I did not wish to kill ono
whom I thought q mailman, as would
that had done, but on every other part of
| him.
Indeed thrashcd him till my arms wero
weary, and then I fell to kicking him, and
all the while he writhed like wounded
snake and cursed horribly, though he never
cried out or asked for mercy. AT last
ceased and looked at him, and he was no
| pretty sight to see Indeed what with his
cuts and bruises and the miro of the road
way it would have been hard to know him
| for tho gallant cavalier whom l had met
not five minutes before. But uglicr than
all his hurts was the look in his wicked
eyes as he lay there on his back in the path
way and glarcd up at mo.
Now, friend Spaniard," said, "you
have learned lesson, and what is thcrc to
hinder INC from treating you as you would
have dealt with mo who had never harmed
you?" And took up his sword and held
| it to his throat
"Strikc homc you accursed whelp!' he
answered in IL broken voice. 1t is better
to die than live to remember such shame
as this. :"
NO" said; II am no foreign murder
or to kill dcfcnsclcss man. You shall
away to the Justice to answer for yourself.
The hangman has Il rope for such as you.
''Thcn you must drag me thithcr, nc
groancd and shut his eyes rs though with
faintncss, and doubtless he was somewhat
faint.
Now, rs I Wondered on what should be
done with the villain, it CHANGED that l
looked up through II gap in the fence, and
there, among the Grubswcll oaks 300yards
or more away, caught sight of the 1luttcr
Of Il white robe that 1 knew well, and 1t
seemed to me that the wcarcr of that robe
was moving toward the bridge of the wa
tcring," as though she were weary of wait
! ing for one who did not come
Then l thought to myself that If staid
to drag this man to the village stocks or
some other safe place there would be an
end Of meeting with my love that day, and
I did not know when might find another
chance Now, would not have missed that
hours talk with Lily to bring scoro OF
mur!crous minded foreigners to their de-
scrts. And, moreover, this one had earned
good payment for his behavior. Surely,
thought l. lac might wait.awhilc till had
done my lovcmaking, and if he would not
wait could find Il means to make him DO
so. Not 90 PAGES from us the horse stood
cropping the grass. Iwcnt to him and
unlid his bride rein, and with it fastened