Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-04-28
THE GRAFTERS
Copyright, 1904. by The Bobba-Meuill Company
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could grasp It,"
at Is In the section on elections.
1t says: All circuit or district Judges,
and all special judges. shall be elected
by the qualified voters Of the respec-
tive circuits or districts in which they
are 10 hold their court. Kiowa coun-
ty was cut out of Judge Whitcomb's
circuit and placed in Judge MacFar-
lanes for electoral purposes only. In
all other respects it remains part Of
Judge Whitcombs circuit, and will so
continue until Whitcomb's term ex-
pires. Without the vote Of Kiowa,
MacFarlane could not have been elect
ed; with it he was Illegally elected,
or, to put 1t the other way about, he
was not elected at all. Since he Is not
lawfully a judge, his acts are void,
among them this appointment Of Major
lGuiliord as receiver for the Trans
Western"
She was not as enthusiastic as he
thought she ought to be. In the soil
prepared for 1t by the political conf
dences of the winter there had grown
up a many-branching tree Of inti'
macy between these two; frank, sex
less friendship, as Kent would have de
scribed it, in which a man who was
no. very much given to free speech
with any one unburdened himself, and
the woman made him believe that her
quick, apprehending sympathy was the
one thing needful-as women have
dom since the world began.
What is the matter with it?" he
demanded, when he had given her five
full minutes for reflection.
- don't know, David" she said
gravely. Have / ever thrown cold
water on any of your schemes thus
far?"
mo, indeed. You have been the 10y
alest partisan a man ever had, think,
the only one have to whom | can
talk freely And I have told you more
than | have all the others put togeth-
er."
81 know you have. And 1t hurts me
to pull back now when you want me
to push. But can't help 1t. Do you
believe in a woman's intuition?"
81 suppose I do: all men do, don't
they?"
She was tying little knots in the
fringe of the table scarf, but the
prophetess-eyes, as Penelope called
them, were not following the deft in
tertwinings Of the slerder fingers.
"You mean to set about 'obliterat-
ing Judge MacFarlane forthwith"
she asked.
"Assuredly. I have been whipping
the thing into shape all afternoon:
that is what kept me from dining
with you"
at involves some kind of legal pro-
cedure?"
Yes; a rather complicated one."
Gould you explain it so that could
understand it?"
'T think so. In the first place the
question is raised by means of an in
formation or inquiry called a quo
warranto. This is directed to the re-
ceiyer, and is a demand to know by
what authority he holds. Is 1t clear
thus far?"
"Pellucidly," she said.
"In reply the receiver cites his au-
thority, which is the order from Judge
MacFarlane; and in our turn we pro-
ceed to show that the authority does
not e. '7t-that the judges election
was illegal and that therefore his acts
are void. Do I make it plain?"
you make it seem as though 1t
were impossible to fail. And yet |
know you will fail"
How do you know it?"
Don't ask me; couldn't begin to
tell you that. But in some spiritual
or mental looking-glass can see you
coming to me with the story Of that
failure-coming to ask my help"
He smiled.
"You don't need to be the prophet
ess Penelope says you are to foresee
part of that. l always come to you
with my woes.
"Do you?-oftener than you go to
Miss Brentwood"
This time his smile was a mere
Tightening of the lips.
You do love to grind me on that
side, don't you?" he said. II and my
affairs are less than nothing to Miss
Brentwood, and no one knows 1t any
better than you do"
But you want to go to her." she
persisted. 81 am only the alterna-
tive"
He looked her full in the eyes.
Miss Van Brock, what is it you
want me to say? What can say more
than | said a moment ago-that you
are the truest friend a man ever had?''
The answering look out of the brown
eyes was age-Ctd in its infinite wis
dom.
How little you men know when you
think You know the most" she said
half-musingly; then she broke of abb
ruptly. Let US talk about something
else. If Mai. Guilford is wrecking the
railroad, why is he spending so much
money on improvements? Have you
thought to ask yourself that ques-
tion?"
"A good many times" he admitted,
following her promptly back to first
principles.
And you have not found the an
swer?"
Not one that fully satisfies me
no."
I've found one"
''Intuitively?" he smiled.
mo: it's pure logic, this time. Do
Ycn remember showing me q letter