Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1903-04-25

school children, and we know quite
we'll what we are about. am sorry 1t
had to be, but there was no other way
"But don't you see, Miss Bostwick,
you plans have failed already' The oler-
gyman who was to have met yor at
Lavarock is out Of reach"
"How do you know that p she que
ried, with rising emotion.
"Your-a-your companion has just
received a telegram to that effect, I"
said !.
"Merciful heavenl What shall we
dof But You will help rs, will you not,
dear Mr.. Penburtonf" she pleaded, lay
ing her hand on my arm. "You can't
refuse now. am sure"
Iconfess frankly that the necessity
was most trying, but I could do no 9th
erwise and be blameless.
"You are very hard. I hope you
won't be sorry for it some day." she
murmured. and at the sight Of the up
springing tears I was fsin to beat q
somewhat hasty retreat to the smoking
department.
My young scapegrace was still await
ing me. putting TRANQUILITY at a fresh
cigar.
"No GOT" he said nonchalantly.
81 regret to say that my counsels
were rejected. replied with more
severity in my manner than was in my
heart.
II thought they would be. And now
I hope you will reconsider your-ah.
excuse me-
The train was slowing into desolate
little prairie station, and he dashed out
unceremoniously. I followed presently
to get a breath of fresh air and to
stretch my legs on the wind swept plat
form. saw young Roderick in excited
converse with the conductor and the
station agent and was directed by their
gestures to look back over the long
straight reach Of track to the southwest.
Far away on the horizon made out a
small black cloud, which took to be
the smoke from the pursuing engine.
In q moment of abstraction walked to
the end Of the platform to get better
view. It was a most foolish thing to
do, and I had speedy cause to reg.'et 1t.
When l turned again, what was my
horror to behold the train once more in
motion.
I presume should have known bet
ter than to make a most undignified at
tempt to overtake it, but did not, and
when I returned from the breathless
and altogether unhopeful chase the sta
ton agent was smiling broadly. Then
he took second look at me and doffed
his cap.
II beg your reve, ence's pardon, he
said with the unmistakable Milesian ac-
cent, "but wan man always does be
laughin like fool whin another's chas-
in thrain."
"Never mind that" I said shortly.
"How am going to get to Lavarockf l
must get there in. time for the west
bound train"
"That's easier said than done, your
reverence. There'll be no thrain till to-
morrow"
"Nevertheless / must CO." repeat
ed. unreasonably enough, I confess, but
I was thinking only of getting back to
my parish.
My man looked up at the plume OF
smoke blackening the southern horizon.
II have it. " he said suddenly, slapping
his thigh. "if your reverence'n not
mind bein shook up a thrife on an
engine"
He darted into the station, and pres
emily the red arm of the semaphore
swung out over the track with faint
clatter as from subterranean machin-
cry. Five minutes later the pursuing
locomotive thundered up with shrek
and roar and stopped palpitant under
the outstretched signal. A short, thick
set man, coatless, hatless and begrimed
with coal dust and oil until he was
scarcely recognizable, sprang to the plat
form and rushed violently at my friend
the station agent.
"What in blank are you stopping me
for. you blankety blank9" l omit here
and elsewhere the shocking expletives
with which his every sentence was gar
nished.
My man stood his ground bravely.
General orders, Mr.. Bostwick, dye
sect The time card say tin minutes be