Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-09-01


IL highly amused. do we think can
ma bring a pail of water: deed but
can, and twa Of them If you like"
1.-The old fool If 1t was anything
it's gone now: I don't hear a sound
do you, Tom?"
mo, doubt II 1 heard 1t at all. for
he banged the gate so, 1 thought 1t
might be that"
II believe for my part, the fellow
Is more knave than fool" said Jones.
did you not notice how he started"
mo, / did not notice anything" re-
piled his thirsty companion. II be-
lieve the next thing you'll notice a
leaf falling, or which way the wind
blows, and argue that 1t is a sign Of
approaching Whig cavalry. Hurry
your old bones now. and bring us the
water. and do not stay all night"
Andrew, now pretty we'll assured Of
Bessie's safety made the trip to the
spring in reasonable time. The
troopers had evidently been conversing
on the probability Of any one passing,
for their first question was II 1t were
possible for any one to reach the
Whig camp by any other road than
this?"
Not unless they strike out through
the wood" said Andrew. in reply.
And would 1t be possible for one
on horseback to get through"
mot unless they are willing to take
the fate Of Absalom," laughed the old
man.
Where's your wife and children? |?
You have got some women folks about
you. amt you?"
MY wife sleeps In the churchyard,"
replied old Andrew gravely.
well, where's the children?" said
they. for a moment awed by the old
mans manner.
II have but one girl" replied old
Andrew. gruffiy.
"Humph! / though as much" they
said. TOO many woman's knackeries
about here to deny that. Well. where
Is she?"
| 10 WISH a
"A friend! What friend? How far
from here?"
Look ye. sirs, when We tell me who
made my business yours, I'll talk to
you about It," replied the old man, in
dignantly.
Hi! you're up there, are you? Well,
l tell you, a civil question requires a
civil answer and I'll make the busi-
ness mine If see fit so keep a civil
tongue In your head, you old Scotch
rascal, or maybe you'll have no head
to hold It," and rising the unwelcome
visitors departed.
| But It Is time to see how little Bes-
sic is speeding on her journey. Civ
ing the rein to the horse, she did not
again draw it, until within the -Whig
camp. 1t was not until challenged by
a sentry and demanding to be conduct
ed into the presence Of the command
ing officer that she felt the awkward
ness Of her position. AS she rode through
the camp many a curious look was
turned towards her and many an ex-
clamation of admiration fell upon her
ear.
who is commanding officer?" she
said to the guide.
Captain Bowen" he replied. Bes-
sic involuntarily checked her horse.
Take me to some one else" said
she hurriedly. II cannot go to him."
Il guess there's no one else l can
take you to: and you need not fear
him. Miss. for a truer gentleman new
er lived"
Il know that" said little Bessie
proudly erecting her head. but is
there no one else could give my in
formation to, and let me go back
home?" said she, timidly. The troop
er smiled.
mo, Miss, there is no choice now
but to go to headquarters. Yonder he
Is now"
Bessie looked and easily discovered
Bowen among the tall mountaineers by
superior height. He was standing
with his cap in his hand, the fire light
throwing a strong reflection on his
handsome face, laughing lightly with
his brother officers. Bessie saw the
guide approach and give her name;
she saw, too, the startled looks Of
pleasure and smiled: saw the succeed
ing looks of doubtful wonder and in
voluntarily she blushed deeply, and a
sigh trembled from her breast. But
she had no farther time for thought.
Bowen was himself approaching.
Bessie" said he. you here! What
Is wrong?" and he held out his hand
to take her from the saddle, but in
stinctively the woman drew back.
Captain Bowen" said she distantly.
while a burning flush mantled her
brow and was gradually succeeded by
a death like pallor, II come at the call
of duty, bearing important news. Ma
jor Davie Is in danger; perhaps even
now in the hands Of the enemy" and
she rapidly detailed the conversation
she had overheard, only refraining from
the portion which referred to herself.
"Ha!" replied Bowen, this must be
seen to; 1t will be necessary to detain
you a few minutes" and he touched
his cap respectfully, while Bessie
thanked him In her inmost heart for
the delicacy which led him to treat
her as a stranger. Ordering a sem
tinel to take her to a retired part Of
the camp. he hastily communicated
with his brother officers. and almost
Immediately the trumpet sounded to
arms. The camp was now a scene Of
hustle and confusion and Bessie Won
dered If order could ever be bought
out Of such disorderly elements as
the mass of busy and excited troopers
presented. The tramping Of steeds, the
rattling of sabres and muskets. the call
! Of the officers, the shouts Of the men.
all mingled, made din quite novel to