Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1895-03-13

before him. The timetof "eN' "
nossed with her She was Charlotte
Corday, knowing tBt the guillotlne
awaited her, marfr IN WHOSE e!es
cleaned the divine light OF Wiling
sacrifice to o cause lne oeiie'eu W 10
sacred.
The colonel Spokesman;
MADAM" he sid, 'it is my duty
to report your caseso my commanding
officer for trapsmisdon to tho headquar-
ters of this army. There is a little house
across the road. u you are able to go
there, you will le more comfortable
while we are awaiting the reply"
Gas you like, 6tone
"perhans il would be better to use
the ambulance.
81 can walk. would prefer it."
"Will YOU accept my assistance"
She took his offered arm, and the two
walked slowly! towTd a farmhouse q
,aIv bnndred ymds distant. As the colo
nal nassed n smtIy he directed him to
have the officei Of the guard Summoned
and sent TO hin. On reaching the house
and mountiugthe few steps that led up
to the door. they were received by
farmers wifsand ushered into small
sitting room. Bowling to the prisoner,
Colonel Maynard stepped outside to in
struct the guard 1t was not essential
that he shoald hasten, but he did not
feel equal II an interview.
After seeing sentinel posted on each
side of thehouso Maynard turned to 60
to his tent he was drawn by some un-
accountable instinct to look once more
at the abdsof his prisoner. She was
gazing out at him with pair of eyes
melancholy, unresisting, full Of resigna-
ton.
What tsnd had suddenly thrown this
beautiful woman, this queen of mar
tyrs, inp his keeping, with death star
ing her I'm the face. and ho perhaps to
inflict he penalty? Why, if he must
suffer tbs turning Of the tables by fate,
could iot the victim have been man,
somc soarse creature who would die
like brutc? And why had it not come
upon lin before love had introduced
him b that instructive delicacy, that
pentlaess, those finer heart impulses of
woman?
"OGodp' he murmured, suppose
supp6e sho were-Laura?"
Hscoald not bear to look and could
not fu1 away. For few moments the
twogazed upon each other, while the
wonan's natural feminine discernment
ton her that she was pitied; told her
sonething Of what Maynard suffered;
ttat her enemy was really her friend.
sic gave him faint smile in recogni-
ion.
There was something in the smile
that was even harder for him to endure
han had she sned tear. Hers was q
winning smile, and her position was so
desperate. She was so brave, SO ready
o sacrifice for her struggling people.
'he bore her trial with such gentleness,
et with such firmress.
SuC WAS u NONidIlj anu oAo muoV oiS'
He turned almost fiercely and strobe
ack to his tent Reaching it, he found
he man who had brought the prisoner
1aiting for him. The soldier saluted
nd handed him another envelope.
"Why did you not give me this with
be othcr?" asked Maynard, surprised.
II handed it to you, colonel, but you
id not see it.
Maynard stared at the man without
naking any reply. He had been preoc-
upied, deprived of his ordinary facul-
les. Opening the envelope, he took
ut small bundle Of papers. on the
ack of which was indorsed, Inter
epted dispatches found on the person
Elizabeth Baggs, captured Sept
=, 1863.
Without looking at their contents he
ismissed tho man who had brought
hem. and turning went inro his tent.
1t was noon before tho courier sent to
nnounco tho capture of Miss Baggs
ode up to Colonel Maynard S headquar-