Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1895-11-15
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| ing what you and both know, do you
refuse to hand me your resignation?'
"Of course do"
"Do you mean to deny to mo where
saw you last night?''
II deny your right to question me-
deny anything-everything. believe
you simply thought you had clew and
could make me tell. Suppose Twas out
last night. don't believe you know the
faintest thing about it.
"Do you want me to report the whole
thing to the colonel?"
"Of course don't. Naturally want
him to know nothing about my being
out of quarters, and it's thing that no
officer would think of reporting another
for. You'll only win the contempt Of
every gentleman in the regiment if you
do it. What good will it do you? Keep
me from going to town for few days,
suppose. What earthly business is it
Of yours anyway"
"Jerrold, can stand this no longer
ought to shoot you in your tracks, l
believe. You've brought ruin and mis-
cry to the home of my warmest friend
and dishonor tc the whole service, and
you talk of two or three days stoppage
from going to town! If | can't bring
you to your senses, by God, the colonel
shallp' And he wheeled and left the
room
For a moment Jerrold stood stunned
and silent. 1t was useless to attempt
reply. The captain was far down the
walk when he sprang to the door to call
him again. Then, hurrying back to the
bedroom, he hastily dressed, muttering
angrily and anxiously to Himself as he
did so. He was thinking deeply, too
and every movement betrayed nervous
ness and trouble. Returning to the
front door, he gazed out upon the pa
rade, then took his forage cap and
walked rapidly down toward the adju-
tant's office The orderly bugler was
tilted up in chair, leaning half asleep
against the whitewashed front, but his
was weasel nap for he sprang up and
saluted as the young officer approached.
where did Major Sloat go, order
ly?" was the hurried question.
"Over toward the stables, sir. Him
and Captain Chester was here together,
and they're just gone.
Run over to the quarters of B COM
pany and tell Merrick l want him right
away. Tell him to come to my quar-
ters." And thither Mr.. Jerrold re-
turned, seated himself at his desk, wrote
several lines Of note, tore it into frag-
ments, began again, wrote another
which seemed not entirely satisfactory
and was in the midst of a third when
there came quick step and a knock at
the door. Opening the shutters, he
glanced out of the window. A gust Of
wind sent some Of the papers whirling
and flying, and the bedroom door banged
shut, but not before some few half
sheets of paper had futtered out upon
the parade, where other little flurries of
the morning breeze sent them sailing
over toward the colonel's quarters.
Anxious only for the coming of Merrick
and no one else, Mr.. Jerrold no sooner
saw who was at the front door than he
closed the shutters, called, "Come inr"
and a short, squat, wiry little man,
dressed in the fatigue uniform of the
infantry, stood at the doorway to the
hall.
Come in here, Merrick," said the
lieutenant, and Merrick came. "How
much is it you owe me now-thirty odd
dollars, l Think"
81 believe it is, lieutenant" answer
ed the man, with shifting eyes and gen.
eral uneasiness Of mien.
"You are not ready to pay it, sup
pose, and you got it from me when we
left Fort Raines to help you out Of that
scrape there.
The soldier looked down and made
no answer.
"Merrick, l want note taken to
town at once l want you to take it