Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1899-03-29
GLASS DAGGER.
RxwErHERLEY CHEsNEY.

Exactly. That's the state Of my
finances today. You'll have to apply
elsewhere for assistance"
"'Non sequitur-j'y suis;' here l
STOP" said the other.
"Then perhaps you'll kindly explain
how ! am to advance you money when
haven't got any for myself?"
"No good at details. Ask another.
Don't be an ass, Richmond. You
can't bleed a stone.
"Got to be done. Send to Moses for
particulars. .
"Look here, Richmond, stop this fool
ing I'm in tight corner-a deuced-
" tight corner-and it's no use your
applying to me today"
eur lined overcoat-gold repeater
diamond studs-ditto ring-large bou-
ouets-must be in militia-or is it
house of lords?" murmured DR.. Fitz-
gerald. ,
Mr.. Keighley Gates was in bad
health, his prospects were dark, his as
sets nil and his visitor unwelcome. So
he may fairly be excused a display of
bad temper. .
"Confound it, man, don't sit there
muttering like jaokdaw. Take your
traps and 60"
DR.. Fitzgerald was equal to the occa-
sion. He rose to his feet and lowered
over Mr.. Gates, and from this eminence
gave vent to his feelings. He was CO.
herent enough in his remarks now.
"You oonfounded Sybarite, living
here on the fat of the land while better
men are starving. Sell your fur lined
coat and your diamond studs-sell your
large bouquets-sell your internal soul
if YOU can raise silver on it, but raise
the wind for me you must or by the
heavens above you II rue it, I" and having
cot rid of this torrent Of words he pro-
ceeded to put on his gloves with delib.
crate slowness, then gathered his um-
brella and hat and stalked to the door.
Mr.. Keighley Gates saw he had said
too much and FASTENED to mollify his
visitor.
"Confound it, Richmond, you'll drive
me mad. Haven't enough to worry me
without your adding to my perplexrles!
You know perfectly we'll that if I had
money you should share it. I don't for
get old friends in a hurry. If you're
short of sovereign, take this. The two
half dollars will see me through the
day, and after that the deluge."
Fitzgerald waved him off magnifi-
Gently.
keep your quid, Mr.. Keighley
Gates. You've insulted me, DR.. Fitz-
gerald, T. G. D., Sand County Water.
ford. leave you now, but beware, the
day will come! Meantime, good morn
ing p and with this eloquent peroration
DR.. Fitzgerald closed the door behind
him.
Gates gave sigh of relief when he
had gone.
"What does that Internal ass mean by
threatening me, Iwonderf Thank heav-
en-, have never trusted him very far.
Now, who the DEVILS this? Come inP'
The door opened and Commander Brett
entered. and the reader has already had
an account of the interview that follow
ed.
When Brett left the room Mr.. Keigh-
ley Gates gave vent to his feelings.
$50, Commander Brett. V. c., R. NJ,
YOU are still on the track Of your mares
nest. You are clever young man whose
talents are simply thrown way on board
ship. The late lamented Sherlock
Holmes would have been pleased to fin
ish your education for you, for it wants
finishing. You are deuced sight too
clever, my young friend, and it's time
you knew it. Your wings must be clip
ped, and that at once, or there will be
trouble in the camp. But which is the
best way to perform that operation!-
that is the first question to decide. You
have been arrested once, and If that
could be managed second time But
how? Let me see. No, that won't do.
Must find weaker spot. The girl! Ah'
that's it-must strike him through the
girl! Jealousy? Too difficult. Bravol
have it'll" and Mr.. Keighley Gates snap