Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1904-05-06

S~s( a few days later. "Thar's
lAsHsS some money due us that we
amt sartin we'll git. You an Telly
can tend the lights for q couple O.
nights, can't ye? won't be gone
moren that. Bascom's to take me up
to the head, an If the boats runnin'
I'll be all right"
This plan had cost Uncle Terry a
good deal of diplomacy. Not only did
he have to invent a reasonable excuse
for going by exciting the fears Of both
Bascom and Oaks regarding money
really due them, but he had to allay the
curiosity of his wife and Telly as we'll.
In small village like the Cape every
ones movements were well known to
all and commented on. and no one was
better aware of it than Uncle Terry.
But 60 to Boston he must, and to do 30
right in the dead of winter and not ex-
cite a small tempest Of curious gossip
taxed his Yankee wit.
At Bath he had a few hours wait
and went to the bank and drew sum
Of money from his small savings.
Lawyers are sech sharps, consarn
'emr' he said to himself. "I'd better
go loaded. Most likely I'll come back
skinned. l never did tackle lawyer
'thout losin' my shirt"
When, after an all night ride, during
which he sat in the smoking car with
his pipe and thoughts for company, he
arrived in Boston, he felt, as he would
phrase 1t. like cat In strange gar
ret. He had tried to fortify himself
against the expected meeting with this
Frye, who, he felt sure, would make
him pay dearly for any service. When
he entered the rather untidy Office Of
that legal light Uncle Terry looked sus-
piciously nj its occupant.
"Well, sir, what can do for your
asked Frye after his visitor had intro
duced himself.
"Waal," answered Uncle Terry, TAX
ing seat and laying his hat on the
floor beside him, "I've come on rather
curis errand." And, taking out the
slip he had few days before placed
in his wallet, he handed it to Frye
with the remark, "That's my errand."
Frye's face frightened.
II am very glad to see you, Mr.. Ter.
ry," he said, beginning to rub his hands
together. "If you have any facts In
your possession that will aid US in the
search for an heir to this estate we
shall be glad to pay you for them, pro-
vided they are facts. Now, sir, what is
your story"
Uncle Terry looked at the lawyer a
moment before answering.
81 didn't come here to tell all knew
the fust 20 off," he said. II know all
bout this shipwreck an a good deal
more that'll consarn ye, but fust /
want to know who is lookin' for the
information an what's likely to cum
ont"
It was Frye's turn to stare now.
"This man won't be any easy wit
ness" he thought. and then he said,
THAT l am not at liberty to disclose
until I know what facts you can es-
tablish, but rest assured that any in
formation you may have, if it be proved
of real value, will entitle you to an
ample reward"
II reckon ye don't quite ketch on to
my drift" replied Uncle Terry. 81
didn't cum here lookin' fer pay, but to
see that justice was sarved an them
as had rights got thar dues"
"Well, sir" said Frye in a suave
voice, 1--WE, too. are looking to see the
ends Of justice served, but you must
understand that in q matter Of this I'M
portance we must make no mistakes.
An estate awaits a claimant, but that
claimant must establish his or her
identity beyond the shadow of doubt
in order, as you must see, that justice
may be DONE"
"Waal," replied Uncle Terry, stroking
his chin with his thumb and finger
while he deliberated, 81 s'pose I may
as we'll tell We fust as last. 1 cum
here for that purpose, an all I want to
fix is, If thar's nothin' in it ye'd keep
it a secret an not raise any false hopes
In the minds o them as is near and
dear to me-"
ITS q lawyers professional duty
never to disclose any business conf
dence that a client may confide to
him." answered Frye, with dignity,
"and in this matter | infer you wish
to become my client. Am right, Mr..
Terry?"
81 didn't cum here exactly purposin'
to hire ye," answered Uncle Terry. IL
cum to find what's in the wind, an if
twas likely to mount to anything to
tell all | knew an see that them as
had rights got justice. AS | told ye in
the fust ont, Pm keeper O. the light at
the end O. Southport island. an have
been for thirty year.
Zone night in March, just nineteen
year ago comm this spring, thar was
small bark got a-foul O. White Hoss
ledge right off'n the pint and stayed
thar hard an fast. l seen her soon
as twas light, but thar was nothin'
that could be done but build fire an
stand an watch the poor critters 60
down. Long toward noon I spied a
bundle worliin' in, an when it struck
I made fast to it with a boat hook
an found baby inside an alive. My
wife an l took care ont and have
been doing so ever since. 1t was q
gal baby, and she growed up into u
young lady. Bout ten years ago we