Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1906-01-05

Robinson. Besides, Horse Shoe" he
added, putting his hand gently upon
the sergeant's shoulder, "old ac-
quaintance has bred an affection be-
tween u.s."
II am a man that can eat my allow
ance, major" said Robinson, with an
awkward diffidence at hearing the en-
comium Just passed upon him, "and
that's a matter that doesn't turn to
much profit in an empty country. But
I think may make bold to promise,
that you are not like to suffer, IL
word or blow from me would do you
any good"
your belt may be serviceable In
two ways in this expedition, Horse
Shoe: II may be bucl1led closer in scant
times, and will carry sword in dam
gerous ones"
MAY / ask, major" inquired Horse
Shoe, "since you have not got to talk
ing business, what has brought as so
high up the country, along here? 1t
seems to me that the lower road would
have been nearer.
Suppose I say, Galbraith," replied
Butler. with animation, that there Is
a bird nestles in these woods, I was
fond Of hearing sing, would II be un-
soldierlike, think you, to make hard
er ride and larger circuit for that
gratihcation%
"Oh! I understand, major" said
Horse Shoe, laughing, whether 1t be
peace or whether It be war, these wo-
men keep the upper hand of US men.
For my part, I think It more natural
to think of them in war than in peace.
For. you see, the creatures are so
helpless, that If man don't take care
Of them, who would? And then when
woman's frightened. as she must be
In these times. she clings so naturally
to mani 1t stands to reason!"
"You VIII keep my counsel, Gal
braith," interrupted Butler. II have a
reason which. perhaps, you may know
by and by. why you should not speak Of
anything you may see or hear. And
now as we have spent a good hour In
refreshment, sergeant, make our horses
ready. Wen take the road again"
Robinson promised caution in all
matters that might be committed to
his charge, and now set himself about
saddling the horses for the journey.
Whilst he was engaged in this occupa-
ton, Butler was startled TO hear the
sergeant abruptly cry out-"You devil,
Captain Peter Clinch! what are you
about?" and, looking hastily around.
saw no one but the trusty squire him.
self, who was now sedately intent up
on thrusting the BIT into his horses
mouths liberty which the animal
seemed to resent by sundry manifesto
tions Of waywardness.
ITO whom are you talking, CAL
braith?
"only to this here contrary, OBJ,
stropolous beast, major" AZ
What name did you call him by?|
inquired Butler.
"Ha, ha, ha! was 1t that you was
listening too?" said. Horse Shoe. Il
have christened him Captain Peter
sometimes Captain Peter Clinch. I'll
tell you why ! am little malicious
touching the name Of my horse. After
the surrender OF ChariestoWns our -regi-
ment was put in the charge Of a pro-
vost marshal, by the name Of Captain
Clinch, and his first name was Peter.
He was a rough, ugly, wiry-haired fell
low, with no better bowels than a bar
rel Of vinegar. He gave US all sorts Of
iii usage, knowing that we want al
lowed to give him the kind Of payment
that such an uncomfortable fellow de-
sarved to get. II ever I had met him
again major, settlers parbus--as Lieu
tenant Hopkins used to say--which Is
lingo, take 1t, for a fair field,
would'a cudgelled his pate for him, to
the satisfaction of all good fellows.
Well, when I got home, ! gave his
name to my beast, just for the pleasure
of thinking of that hang-gallows thief.
every time I had occasion to give the
creature a dig in the ribs, or lay a
blow across his withers! And. yet he
is a most excellent horse, major. and
hundred times more of gentleman
than his namesake-though he is lit
tie hard headed too-but that he larnt
from me. It really seems to me that the
dumb beast thinks his name disgrace,
as he has good right, but has got used
to 1t. And besides hear that the
cross grained growing dog Of cap
tain has been killed in scuffie since
left Charlestown, so now consider my
horse a sort of tombstone with the
ugly sinners name on 1t; and as
straddle 1t every day you see, that's an
other satisfaction"
"Well, sergeant, there are few men
enjoy their revenge more good-humor-
edly than YOU So, come, straddle your
tombstone again. and make the bones
beneath a jog"
In good glee, our travellers now be-
took themselves once more to the road.
TO BE CONTINUED.