Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-01-10

son, eagerly. zone of them threatened
to kiss me-"
Indeed, that was terrible" said
Ma'm'selle LIE Ray. "You must have
been afraid"
"Yes," said she, smiling, afraid he
would mt. They were good-lookine
lot"
Il do not think he was speaking OF
you at ALL" said the baroness. He
was looking at me when"
"Ciel!" exclaimed Louison, laughing.
That is why they turned suddenly and
fed into the fields"
fed, too-perhaps as suddenly as
F, the Britishers-to save myself the dis
grace Of laughter.
The great clock in the hall above
stairs tolled the hour Of two. The
ladies had all gone to bed save the
baroness. The butler had started up
stairs, a candelabrum in his hand. Fo>'
lowing him were the count and Mr..
Parish. supporting the general be-
tween them. The able soldier had
overrated his capacity. All had risen
to go to their rooms. OF Q sudden we
were startled by a loud rap on the
front door. A servant opened 1t, and
Immediately I heard the familiar voice
of D'ri.
as there anybody here by the name
O. Mister Bell?" he asked.
I ran to the door, and there stood
D'ri, his clothes wet, his boots muddy,
for it had been raining. H,efore he
could speak I had my arms around
him, and he sank to his knees in my
embrace. He was breathing heavily.
"Tired out-thet s whut g the mat
ter" he muttered, leaning over on one
hand. "Come through the woods t
save yer life, I did, an they was tight
up t me all the way"
Poor fellow!" said the baroness,
who stood at the door. Help him in
at once and give him sip Of brandy"
'"Tuk me prisoner over there n the
woods thet day." said he, sinking into
a chair and leaning forward, his head
on his hands. "They TUX n they
toted me over t Canady, an TUX n
got away, n they efter me. Killed
one on 'em tibet was chasin' Nv me over
n the Beaver medders on the bog trail.
Hoss got t. wallerin' so he he'd t come
down. Riz up out O. the grass n
ketched holt NV i'm fore he c'u'd pull
a weepon. Tux this out Nv his pocket,
an l tried to git the hoss out o the
mire, but did mt hev time"
He sat erect and proudly handed me
a sheet Of paper. opened 1t, and read
as follows:
To Capt Elias wilkins, Royal Fusiliers:
My Dear Captain: You will proceed at
once across the river with detail of five
men mounted and three days radons,
and. II possible, capture the prisoner who
escaped early this morning, making a
thorough search of the woods In Jeffer-
son county. He has information Of value
to the enemy, and regard his death or
capture Of high and immediate impor-
tance. am informed that the young
desperate who murdered my Lord OF
Pickford in the forest below Clayton
June %, escaping. although badly wound
ed, Is lying at the country-seat Of the
Baroness de Ferre, a Frenchwon,an, at
Leraysville, Jefferson county, N. Y. 1t
would crafty me If you could accomplish
one or both captures. With respect,
am, your obedient servant,
r. SHEAFFER,
General Commanding.
"They IL be here" said D'ri. They
II be here jest es sure es God-fore
daylight, mebbe. But I can't fight er
dew nothin' till we he'd some Httles."
"You shall have supper" said the
baroness, who, without delay, vent to
the kitchen herself with servant to
look after it. The butler brought a
pair of slippers and dry coat while