Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1906-02-27
HORSE SHOE
ROBINSON
A Tale of the Revolutionary Struggle In
Upper Carolina.
BY JOHN P. KENNEDY.

duced by Christopher Shaw; and
Horse Shoe, taking the brimming cup
in his hand, stood up, and with a
rather awkward courtesy, pledged the
draught with Your health, good mis-
tress, and luck to the little ones! for
we grown-up babies are out Of the
days of luck. except the luck Of escap-
ing twisted hemp, or drum-head law,
which for to night, I believe, is mine;'
and he swallowed the mixture at a
draught; then, with a long sigh, placed
the cup upon the table and resumed
his seat "Thatssthere spirit, Mr. Mus
grove" he added. "is a special good
friend I'm need, preach against 1t who
will"
You say you have ridden far today"
remarked the miller: you must be
tired"
81 am not apt to get tired" replied
the sergeant, turning his sword-belt
over his head, and flinging the weapon
upon a bench: but I am often hun
cry"
| my Wife" said Musgrove, smiling,
'has taken that hint before you spoke
| It; she has already ordered something
for you to eat"
| That's an excellent woman!" ex-
claimed Horse Shoe. you see. Allen
Musgrove. I don't stand much upon
making myself free Of your house. /
have hearn Of you often before 1 saw
you, man: and know all about you.
! You are obliged to keep fair weather
with these Tories-who have no con-
sideration for decent, orderly people
but your heart Is with the boys that
go for liberty. You see I know you,
and am not afraid to trust you. Per-
chance, you mought have hearn tell
of one Horse Shoe Robinson, who lived
over here at the Waxhaws?"
81 have heard many stories about
that man." replied the miller.
well, won't tell you that he is in
your house tonight, for fear the Tories
might take you to account for har-
boring such a neyer-do- But you
have got a poor fellow under your roof
that has had hard run to get here"
I'm my house!" exclaimed Musgrove;
Horse Shoe Robinson!" and then, af-
ter a pause, he continued, "well, there
is no rule of war that justifies a
Christian in refusing aid and comfort
to a houseless and hunted stranger,
who comes with no thought Of harm
to a peaceful family hearth. I take no
part in the war on either side; and, in
your ear, friend Robinson, take none
against you or the brave men that
stand by you"
Your hand again." said Horse Shoe,
reaching towards the miller. ALLEN.
have come to you under a sore press
of heels. An officer of the Continen-
tai army and me have been travelling
through these here parts, and we have
been most onaccountably ambushed
by a half wildcat, half bulldog, known
by the name of Captain Hugh Haber-
shaw. who cotched us in the night at
Grindall's ford"
Heaven have mercy on the man who
has anything to do with Hugh Haber-
shawl" exclaimed the miller's wife.
Amen. mistress responded the SER
geant: for a surlier. misbegotten piece
of flesh. there's not in these wild
woods, giving you the choice Of bear
panther, catamount, rattlesnake, or
/ what not We were sot upon," con-
tinued the sergeant, "by this bully and
bevy of his braggadocios. and made
prisoners; but took chance to slip
the moose this morning, and after rid
ing into a hornets nest at Black
stocks. where put on a new face and
tricked the guard out of dinner and
this here Old sword. took a course for
this mill, axing people along the road
where should find Allen Musgrove;
and so. after making some round
abouts and lodging into the woods un-
til night came on. to keep clear OF
the Tories, here I am"
| And the officer?" said Musgrove.
He is in the hands of the Philistines
yet-most likely now at Blackstocks."
What might be his name?"
| Major Butler-a bold, warm gentle
man-that's been used to tender life
the ea-coast-unless that new-fangled
court at Charlestown, that they call
the Court of Seekerstations, has made
them null and void-as they have been
| ho nf haitian crantla-
men than they could ever pretend to
be- taking all the best lands, you see,
Allen. to themselves, the cursed in
iquiters!"
Where did you come from with this
gentleman"
"A long way off, Mr.. Musgrove-
from old Virginny-but lastly from
Wat Adair's."
Watts wife is a relation of my
family"
Then he is a filthy disgrace to all
who claim kin with him, Allen Mus
grove Wat was the man who put US
into the wildcats claws-at least, so
We had good reason to think. There
was a tidy, spruce, and smart little
wench there-tut, mani am talking
of your own kith and kindred, for her
name was Mary Musgrove."
Our girl" said the dame with an
animated emphasis; "our own Mary;
what of her, Mr.. Horse Shoe Robin
son"
That she is as good a child. Miss
tress Musgrove, as any honest parent
mought wish for. She got some sort
of inkling of what was contrived; and
so she appeared to Major Butler in q
drCam-or her ghost"
Mercy on us! the child has not been
hurt?" cried the mother.
i "Ondoubtedly not, ma'am," said
Robinson: but it is as true as you are
there, she gave us, somehow or other
q warning that there was harm in the
wind; and we took her advice, but ii
, didn't do"
Il wish the child were home" said
, Musgrove. "Christopher, at daylight
. boy saddle a horse and be off tC