Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1900-11-14

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back toward the house. As he did s.
he noticed q curious thing. The younl
woman whom they had all perceived
standing in the door moment befor
had vanished, yet she was known t
profess the keenest curiosity Of an.
one in town.
Murder, murderv A terrible ant
unprecedented cry in this old, CO.
fearing town. Then came in hoars
explanation from the jostling groul
as they stopped at the gate: "Mrs
Webb has been killed! Stabbed wit
a knife! Tell Mr.. Sutherlandp'
"Mrs. Webb!
As the musicians heard this name, s.
honored and so universally beloved
they to a man uttered a cry, Mrs
Webb! Why, it was impossible
Shouting in their turn for Mr.. Suther
land, they all crowded forward.
"Not Mrs. Webbv' they protested
"Who could have the daring or th'
heart to kill herr" God knows" an
swered voice from the highway. "Bu
she's dead-we've just seen her!'
"Then it's the old mans work." qua
vered a piping voice we'll known al
that of the village shoemaker's. "Tv'
always said he would turn on his bes
friend some day. 'Sylum's the bes
place for folks as has lost their wits
p
But here a hand was put over hi!
mouth. and the rest Of the words be
came an inarticulate gurgle. Mr.. Suth
erland had just appeared on the porch
and these were not men to let theil
voices be heard in his presence.
He was a superb looking man. will
an expression Of mingled kindness ant
dignity that invariably awakened botf
awe and admiration in the spectator
No man In the country-I was going tc
say no woman-was more beloved. mol
was any held in higher esteem. Yet be
could not control his only son. as every
one within ten miles of the hill well
knew.
At this moment his face showed both
pain and shock.
What name are you shouting out
there?" he brokenly demanded. Gag
atha Webb"
"Is Agatha Webb hurt?"
"Yes. sir; killed." repeated a half
dozen voices at once. We've just
come from the house. All the town Is
up Some say her husband did It,"
"No, nor was Mr.. Sutherland's de-
cisive. though half inaudible response
"Philemon Webb might end his OWL
life. but not Agatha's. 1t was the
money
Here be caught himself up. and, rails.
ing his voice. addressed the crowd OF
villagers more directly.
wait" said he. land | will 60 back
with you. Where is Frederick" he
demanded of such members Of his own
household as stood about him.
No one knew.
IL wish some one would find my
son. want him to go into town with
me-"
Hes over in the woods there" vol
unteered q voice from without
"In the woods" repeated the father
In surprised tone.
Eyes. sir: we all saw him 60. Shall
we sing out to him?"
mo. no: | will manage very well
without him." And taking up his hat
Mr.. Sutherland stepped out again upon
the porch.
Suddenly he stopped. A hand had
been laid on his arm and an inSinuat
ing voice was murmuring In his ear:
do you mind If 60 with you?
will not make any trouble"
1t was the same young lady we have
seen before.
The old gentleman frowned. he who
never frowned. and remarked shortly:
"a scene Of murder Is no place fol
women"
The face upturned to his remained
unmoved.
II think | will 60" she quickly per
sisted. Il can easily mingle with the
crowd"
He said not another word against 1t
Miss Page was under pay in his house