Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1896-04-29

betwixt the captain and his young lacy,
and without taking any further notice
Of it quietly set the cause down to Mrs
Bu1ney, who, as a thorough paced flrt,
with fine languishing black eyes and a
saucy tongue, had often done her best to
engage the skipper in one Of those little
asides which are as birthstone and the
undying worm to the jealous OF their
sex. The lovers had made it up soon
after, and for two or three days pre-
viously had been as thick and loverike
as sweethearts ought to be.
But what had the ghost that had
affrighted the Dane to do with this
murder? And how were Mrs. Burney' g
Establishments and the short lived quar-
rel betwixt the lovers to be associated
with it? Nevertheless these matters
ran in my head as I walked the deck on
the morning of that crime, and I
thought and thought, scarce knowing,
however, in what direction imagination
was leading.
The two mates, the seamen and the
passengers arrived with their reports.
They had nothing to tell. The steward
and stewardess had searched with the
two mates in the saloon, or cuddy. Ev-
cry cabin had been ransacked, with the
willing consent Of its occupants. The
forecastle and tween decks and steerage
and lazarette had been minutely over
hauled. Every accessible part Of the
bowels of the ship had been visited to
no purpose No stewaway Of any sort,
no rag Of evidence or weapon to supply
a clew was discovered.
That afternoon we buried the body,
and I took command of the ship.
saw nothing Of Miss LIE Grand for
two days. She kept her cabin and was
seen only by the stewardess, who wait
ed upon her. At the expiration Of that
time I received message and went at
once to her berth. never could have
figured so striking a change in a fine
woman full Of beauty in so short time
as now beheld The fire had died out
Of her eyes, and still there lurked some
thing weird in the very spiritless and
dull and vacant sadness Of her gaze.
Her cheeks were hollow. Under each
eye rested a shadow as though it was
cast by green leaf
Her first words were, Cannot you
find out who did it?''
"No, madam. We have tried hard
harder for the captains sake than had
he been another, for the responsibility
that rests upon the master Of an ocean
going vessel makes him an object Of
mighty significance, believe me, to us
sailors
"But the person who killed him must
be in the Ship" she cried in voice
that wanted much Of its old clear music.
Zone should suppose so, and he is
undoubtedly on board the ship, but we
cant find him."
"Did he commit suicidep" :-
"No; everybody is accounted for"
"What MOTIVE" she exclaimed, with
sudden burst Of desperate, passionate
grief, that wrung her like a fit from
head to foot, "could any one have for
killing Captain Grifiths? he was the
gentlest, the kindest-oh, my heart, my
heart /" and hiding her face she rocked
herself in her misery.
I tried my rough, seafaring best to
soothe her. Certainly until this moment
I never could have supposed her love for
the poor man was so great.
The fear bred Of this mysterious as
sassination lay in dark and heavy
shadow upon the ship. None Of us, pas
sengers or sailors, turned in Of night
but with fear of the secret bloody hand
that had slain the captain making it's
presence tragically known once more
before the morning.
It happened one midnight, when we
were something north Of the equator, in
the calms and singing heat Of the in