Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1895-05-10

felt the 1Uarr1th against my nose.
lures plainly enough to know that my
words were true. The second man
stopped, and his countenance almost
touched mine.
Not fully satisfied, he drew match
from his pocket and struck it on the sole
Of his shoe. As the little flame fiickered
and came near being blown out in the
slight air stirring I felt the warmth
against my nose. My hat had fallen off,
80 that the view he obtained was per-
feet
By the tiny twist of fame l saw their
faces, black, swarthy visages that shone
in the gloom tenfold more hideous than
under the glare Of the sunlight.
"a thousand pardons, said the man
in my front. "We make great mistake.
We look for another man. A thousand
pardonsl"
His accent was broken and had pecul-
lar Kissing aspiration. The one who
had been holding my arms pinioned
leaped backward with the de1terity Of
an acrobat, and was free, without a
hair Of my head injured. I picked up
my hat replaced 1t and rose to my feet
Tragedy and comedy are twin BROTH
ers, and pathos and humor go hand in
hand. A moment before I was strug-
Cling helplessly for my life. Now the
grim humor Of the thing struck me,
though Ifelt like emptying my yrevolver
into both Of them.
The East Indian who had addressed
me in English repeated his apology
over and over until it became monoto-
nous
II accept your explanation, I said
when he paused for breath, ''but after
this I suggest that you ask gentle
man for his card before attacking him.
hope you and your friend are enjoying
good health. "
With no appreciation Of my humor,
they both made salaam as If saluting
one Of their own potentates at home aud
walked off toward the main road
"It would serve you right" I NUT
tered as the figures dissolved in the
gloom, Ito test my workmanship upon
you"
But why do that? They had apollo
gized for their mistake and made all
the reparation possible. Then, too, they
must be armed, and their return shots
might prove uncomfortable for me.
The explanation of the incident was
the house in quest Of Darius Howard.
Nothing could be more natural than the
error they had made. Doubtless they
had come all the way from India to set
tie some deadly dispute with the man
who had brought with him tho ruby Of
Mana Sahib. 1t may have been to CON-
pei him to restore 1t to them, from
whom not unlikely he had stolen it.
If this were the truth, the alertness
of Howard and his wife was not that
they feared shadowing and pursuit by
any of our officers, but the enmity of
their own countrymen. 1t may be said
that the path was open for me- though
it was by no means a path of roses
1t might be added that I had met
with enough adventure for the evening,
but no real progress had been made. The
real problem still confronted me-
Relieved Of all fear from them, re-
sumed my approach to the building,
from which still glowed the light that
was my guide from the first
"Dogs are not the only animals to be
dreaded" reflected, "but since I have
encountered both the way ought now to
be clear
The resem blance to the dwelling Of
the night before struck me when I
paused at the head of the lane There
was no man, however, pacing up and
down with his lighted cigar and hum.