Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1906-12-11

| HumDnr1eS, ana we 40 tne poor Dul
slack justice in our estimation OF
them. We see only their poverty, and
not their feelings and affections; we
have, therefore. but little sympathy
and perhaps nothing more than life
and like wants in common with them
That's a Gods truth here, major
where the poor man does the fighting
and the labor. and the rich man
the fire. Now, it's just so with this
poor man Frampton. He was one OF
Buford's men. and when Tarleton came
upon them, cutting them up root and
branch. he took to the swamp. and
wouldn't come in, all his neighbors
could do, because the man had a good
principle for his country. Well, you
see what he's lost t:-you can't know his
sufferings till you see him. major, and
| won't try to teach you; but If there's
man can look on him, and see his
misery, and know what did 1t, without
taking up sword and rifle, I don't want
OF a different way of thinking and
willing to do both"
And / another" exclaimed Davis,
who had been silent in their ride hith-
erto.
rs Frampton here in the swamp
and shall we see him tonight?' asked
Singleton, curious to behold a man
who, coming from the poorest class of
farmers in the neighborhood, had
maintained such a tenacious spirit Of
resistance to invasion. when the more
leading people around him and indeed
III, greater majority, had subscribed
to terms of indulgence, which, II less
honorable, were here far more safe.
The sufferings of the man himself,
the cruel treatment his wife had un-
dergone, and her subsequent death,
also contributed largely to that inter-
est which, upon hearing his simple but
pathetic story, the speaker had imme-
diately felt to know him.
I'VE shall see him in an hour, ma
be surprised, and If you amt very
strong of heart, it will go nigh to
sicken you. But 1t does good to see
1t for ones self: it makes one strong
against tyranny"
1T grows very dark here"
That's water before you, and good
big pond, too," said Davis.
This is the track, major" and
Humphries led the way to the left, in
clining more in the direction Of the
river. A sullen, childlike cry, sue
ceeded by a sudden plunge into the
water, indicated the vicinity Of an alli-
gator, which they had disturbed in his
own home; the rich globules Of light,
showering over the water around him,
giving a singular beauty to the scene,
in every other respect so dark and
gloomy. They kept continually turn
ing in zigzag fashion almost at every
step, to avoid the waving vine, the
close thicket, or the half-stagnant
creek, crowded with decayed frag-
ments Of an older and an overthrown
forest.
A shrill whistle at this moment,
thrice repeated, saluted their ears. 1t
was caught up in the distance by an
other, and another in a voice so like,
that they might have passed for so
many echoes of the same.
Our sentries watch closely, major:
we r'uSt answer them, or we may sup
on cold lead" said Humphries. AS
he spoke, he responded to the signal,
and his answer was Immediately fol-
lowed by the appearance of a figure
emerging from behind a tree that
bulged out little to the left Of the
tussock upon which they were now
standing. The dim outline only, and
no feature of the newcomer, was dis
tinguishable by the group.
"Ha. Warner, you watch?-Alrs
well: and now lead the way. Are all
the boys in camp?"
All" was the reply; land few
more come in from Buford's corps who
know Frampton.'
And how is he?-does he know
them?"
He's in bad fix, and knows moth
ing. You can hardly get word out
Of him since his wifes come"
His wife, Why. man, what do you
think of?-his wife's dead" exclaimed
Humphries with surprise.
"Yes-we know that; but he brought
her, all the same as if she was alive,
OH his shoulders, and he won't give
her up. There he sits, close alongside
of fer, watching her all the time, and
brushing the flies from her face. He
don't seem to mind that she's dead"
Great God!' exclaimed Singleton,
"the unhappy man is mad. Let us
push on. and see what can be done
for him.
"Ah! nothing can be done for him,
I'm afeared," answered Humphries.
But, without a word farther, follow
ing their new guide, Warner, they ad-
vanced upon their way, until the blaze
of huge fire, bursting as 1t were out
Of the very bosom of the darkness,
rose wavingly before them. The camp
Of the outlaw Wings. or rebels as they
were styled by the enemy, lonely and
unattentive, on a little island Of the
swamp, in a few moments after rose
fully in their sight; and plunging into
the creek that surrounded it, though
swimming at that moment, a bound or
| two carried them safely over and they
stood in the presence OF their COM
rades.
TIC BE CONTINUED.
| ia The horses of the German cavalry