Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1902-10-01

There is nothing more to be said. II
he Is a good man. so much the better;
II not, still she loves him." She sighed
heavily. "What do you sailors know
about women? Virtue. fame and for
tune do not make love. nor. Jack, which
is a hard thing for you to believe. does
all the wickedness In the world destroy
love. A woman may be goaded into
revenge, but 1t makes her all the more
unhappy because love remains"
went away. musing on this woman
who sometimes seemed so true and ear
nest with all her fashion and affecta-
tions. for as she spoke about love the
tears stood In her eyes as II she was
speaking Of her own case. But nev-
er suspected her. never had the least
suspicion of her as the mysterious wo-
man.
took oars into the city and went to
my cousins shop, where there were
half a dozen gentlemen talking volubly
about new books, among them my
friend who had taken me to the gam
ing house and to the tavern. When he
saw me. he slipped aside. "Mr. Pente-
crosse" he said. "your cousin reminds
me that once told him lat I could
learn concerning an unfortunate poet
named Semple. If you would like to
see him. I think I can take you to
him."
thanked him and said that I would
willingly have speech Of Mr.. Semple.
So he led me down Little Britain and,
by a maze Of streets, to q place call
cd Turnagain lane. He stopped at an
open door. The street in the waning
light looked squalid and the houses
mean.
1.-THE darling Of Parnassus," he said.
'lies in the top chamber. You will find
him there unless I mistake not, be-
cause he cannot conveniently 60
abroad"
So saying he left me. and I climbed
up the dark and dirty staircase, some
Of the steps of which had been taken
away for frewood. and presently
found myself at the top Of the last
flight before closed door. knocked.
A faint voice bade me come in.
There was no fire in the fireplace;
there was no candle. BY the faint light
which struggled through the window I
perceived that was in garret; that
all the furniture visible was bed and
q man in the bed. u table and chair.
On the mantelshelf stood candle
stick without a candle and tinder
box.
"Who is itT' asked the man in the
bed.
81 am in search Of Sam Semple. Are
you Sam Semple?"
81 know that voice." The man sat up.
"ls it the voice of Jack Pentecrosse"
"The same. What cheer, man?"
For all answer he burst out crying
like q child.
"Oh, Jack" he said. 81 am starving.
1 made up my mind to starve. I have
no longer any clothes. I have not even
a candle. l have no money. have
not even a sheet Of paper to write a
letter, and I deserve it all-yes. l de-
serve it ALL"
"Why, this is bad. But let me first
get you some food. Then we will talk" J"
went down stairs and found wo-
man who told me Of a shop where I
could get some necessaries, and pres
emily returned bearing food and bot
tie of wine, some coals and candles
and q warm coat, which I thought
would be useful.
By the light Of the candle and the
fire I could perceive that the condition
Of the unhappy poet was miserable in.
deed. Never was there more wretch
ed den of a garret. The plaster had
fallen from the walls. the window was
mostly stuffed with rags in place Of
glass-in a word. everything betokened
the greatest extremity Of poverty. AS
for the man himself, he had neither
coat, waistcoat nor shoes. He sat on
the bed half dressed. but the rest Of his
wardrobe had been pawned or sold.
There were no books, there were no pa
pers. there was nothing to show his
calling, and there was no sign Of food.
At the sight Of my basket and its con.
tents the man fell to. With just such a
rage have I seen a sailor picked up at
sea from an open boat fall upon food
and devour it. Nor did Sam finish till
he had devoured the whole of the cold
beef and bread, goodly ration. and
swallowed the whole Of the bottle OF
wine, a generous allowance. Then he
breathed a sigh Of satisfaction and put
on the thick coat which I had bought
for him.
"Well," said, "can we now talk?"
"Jack, you have saved my life. But
l shall be hungry again tomorrow.
Lend me little money"
81 will lend you guinea or two. But
tell me first how you came here. l
thought you were In the confidence OF
a certain noble lord"
"He is q villain, Jack. He Is the
greatest villain unhung. Oh. hanging
is too good for him! After all did for
him! The lying villain"
"Tell me more. What were you to
get for it?'
"It was who invented an excuse
for taking my lord and his friends to
Lynn"
"Yes, I understand. You invented the
SPA. The water in the well'-
1.-The water is very good water. 1t
could do no harm. l wrote. to the doc
tor. invented the analysis, applying
it from another. told him about the
discovery and the things said by the
It