The Hope pioneer., 1899-06-15
CHAPTER Y.
A TRIANGULAR QUARTET,

l knew of no reason to fear him, but it
gave me a start to recognize Scammell, in
the full uniform of captain in De Lancy's S
marauding tories. He threw quick glance
about him, taking in the angry belligerent
and his friend, who had picked himself up
and was standing at a safe distance with
his blade in his hand, as though waiting a
favorable opportunity to rush in and take
al part in the muss. Though fell under the
tory's eye, he did not at once recognize me.
for l had my beard at about a ten days
growth, and was something more than pic.
turesque in the shabbiness of my DRESS He
Immediately claimed the attention of my op-
ponent by calling him by name.
Hello, Beden! Something put out again,
eh? What the devils the matter now?
Have you not had lessons enough in your
own set that you must fall afoul of pot
house loungers? What's amiss?"
'"rhat villain has dared lay his hand on
me, and, by God! he's bound to pay the
penslty!" burst out Beldcn, for the first
time finding his voice.
(Which villain?" asked Scammell, as he
threw his leg over the saddle and came to
the ground with the bride in the crook of his
elbow. Faith, you look Is though odds
were against you. I see two of them 'Tis
your good luck had thirst that needed
shaking. On my soul, whom have we herc!"
he exclaimed, scowling, as with second
look he identified me. "Is it fair quarrel,
Pelden? I'll weight your pockets with five
pounds if you'll hand your rights to me,
unless tits matter of cheating at cards.
What, sirrah!' he demanded, walking TO-
ward me with malignant look to his rather
fine features, you were quick to offer me
II L. l.
take one yourself at this meeting? How is
it you have outraged my friend and your
better?"
'Let them alone, yer honor!" interposed
the card-sharper, approaching. "'Tis tie
the other grounded by a fist. Can't we have
a trine O. fun with hawbuck without in
references? Faith, the bullock man shall
have my sword, an we'll see which is the
better carver! I'll back him, too, an We
may back yer friend the popinjay, whose one
merit lies in not knowing when he's we'll
beaten. Come now! we'll to the Kalchool
Hill Ia small elevation near the Collect, a
freshwatcr pond, which was on the site of
the present tombs. The gallows used for
military execution stood between it and the
Fields, or present City Hall park an have
il out. Pll-"
What! you villain you! you low thief
Get hence, or I'll scalp you!" interrupted
6cammel. turning on him. "Kalchook
Hill, you dog! You would never go 80 near
the gallows on your own free will
"Gallows is it," returned the fellow, still
holding his ground. Il tell ye, scammel,
capting though ye be, ye are ripper for the
gal!ows than am !, an this III back Ia any
way ye name"
Scammoll, instead of falling on the fcl,
low in fury, an net looked for, snapped
his fingers in his face, and with n look
measuring him from head TO foot replied
C0ntemptuouslyi
"You dirty dog Mighty brave you are
IN the knowledge that n Kings officer would
ne'er GROSS swbrds with such scum, III give
you one minute TO be gone, and, failing, III
SEQ you tied np and IHshed II You know me
W well, you know 'twl be done" And with
this be turned bIa back on the sharper, who,