Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1904-04-12

"If understood what Mr.. Smith was
saying, Holloway must have behaved
very WELL" said Meredith.
The Judge laughed. "He saw It was
the only way to beat McCune, and he'd
have given his life and Harkless, too,
rather than let McCune have It"
"Why did you leave Mr.. HarklessT
Helen asked her cousin, her eyes not
meeting his.
my dear girl" he replied, because,
for some inexplicable reason, my Lady
cousin has not nominated me Tor con-
gress. and. oddly enough, the undis-
eliminating multitude were not cheer.
ing for me: the artillery was not in ac-
tlcn to celebrate me; the band was not
playing to do me honor. Why should /
ride in the midst of a procession that
knows me not? Why should en-
throne me in an open barouche, with
four white horses to draw 1t and draped
with silken flags? Since these things
were not for me, few to your side to
dissemble my spleen under the licensed
prattle Of cousin"
'Then who is with himr
''The population Of this portion Of In
diana, take It."
"Oh, it's all right" said the judge,
leaning back to speak to Helen. "Keat-
ing and Smith and your father are to
ride In The carriage with him. You
needn't be afraid Of any Of them letting
him know that n. Fisbee II lady.
Everybody understands about that OF
course they know it's to be left to you
to break It to him how girl has run
his paper"
The old gentleman chuckled and look
ed out of the corner Of his eye at his
daughter. whose expression was In
scrutable.
! CIR! cried Helen. II tell himl No
one must tell him. he need never know
It."
Briscoe reached back and patted her
cheek. "How long do you suppose be
will be here in Plattville without its
leaking outY
"But when they kept watch over
him for months nobody told him"
"Ah," said Briscoe, "but this Is dif-
ferent." 3.
mo, no, nor she exclaimed. ut
must be kept from him somehow"
"He'll know 1t by tomorrow; % You
better tell him this evening""
"This EVENING"
"Yes; you'll have good chance
T willT
"He's coming to supper with us-he
and your father, Of course, and Keahng
and Bence and Boswell and Smith and
Tom Martin and Lige. We're going to
have big time, with you and Minnie
to do the honors, and we're all coming
into town afterward for the fireworks,
and I'll let him drive you In the phae-
ton. You'll have plenty OF chances to
talk It over with him and tell him all
about It"
-Hclen gave little gasp. "Neverp
abe cried~" "NeverT"
The buckboafu stopped on the Her
aid corner, and here -nHi along Main
street the line of vehicles whfeh-had fol-
lowed It from the station took positions
to await the parade. The square=was-
almost solid mass Of bunting, and
the north entrance of the courthouse
had been decorated with streamers and
flags SO as to make sort Of stand.
Hither the. crowd was already stream
Ing and hither the procession made Its
way. At intervals the gun doomed
from the station, and Schofelds Henry
was winnowing the air with his bell
Nobody had better time that day than
Schofields' Henry, except old Wilker-
son, who was with the procession.
In advance came the boys, whooping
and somersaulting, and behind them
rode q band of mounted men, sitting
their horses like cavalrymen, led by the
sheriff and his deputy and Jim Bard
lock- Then followed the Harkless club
Of Amo, led by Boswell, with the mag
unanimous Holloway himself marching
In the ranks, and at sight of this the
people shouted like madmen. But when
Helen's eye fell upon Halloway's tat,
rather unhappy face she felt pang OF
pity and unreasoning remorse, which
warned her that he who looks upon
politics when it Is red must steel bis
eyes to see many a man with the heart
burn. After the men Of Amo came the
Harkless club Of Gainesville, Mr.
Bence in the van with the step OF q
erenadier. There followed next Mr..
Ephraim Watts. bearing a light wand
in his hand and leading detachment
of workers from the oil field In their
stained blue overalls and blouses, and
after them came Mr.. Martin and Mr..
Landis at the head of an organization
recognized in the "order of procession"
printed in the Herald as "the business
men Of Plattyille." The band played In
such magnificent time that every high
stepping foot in all the line came down
with the same jubilant plunk and lift
ed again with unanimity as complete
as that of the last vote the convention
had taken that day. The leaders Of the
procession set a brisk pace, and who
could have set any other kind OF pace
when on parade to the strains Of such
a band playing such tune as "A New
Coon In Town" with all Its might and
main?
But as the line swung into the square
there came a moment when the tune
was ended and the musicians paused
for breath and there fell comparative
quiet. Among the ranks Of the "busi-
ness men" ambled Mr.. Wilkerson, sing
ing at the top Of his voice, and now ne
could be heard distinctly enough for
those near him to distinguish the mel
ody with which 1t was his intention to
klo ny,hIio.