Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1908-04-14

He rose. He undressed. In five min
utes he had let the sound Of the storm
soothe him to sleep. He slept as calm
" as though there were no mystery II
the wOrld-as calmly as though MUIR
der were unheard of in all Gods uni
lverse-as sweetly as he ever slept ir
the far vanished years, helpless in
FAINT on his mothers knee.
Prier awoke in the early morning
The night fingered yet. especially in sc
dark place as was Jahnway Park
with its many and ck-spreadine
trees. But the storm was done, anC
the snow lay everywhere in fantastic
drifts of virgin whiteness. type Of q
better world and a better better flu
ture. sometime, somewhere.
The detective rose at once. He de-
scended to the dining room. Philip
was evidently pleased at his punctual-
ity; he was just a minute early. The
meal was as good as the one Of the
evening before. Mr.. Prier did as am
pie justice to it as he had to the sup
per perhaps because the thought OF
his coming sea voyage made him hun
cry already. At six o'clock the sleigh
large and comfortable, full of robes
and blankets, came to the door. Mr.
Prier took his seat in it. Philip took a
seat beside him. The driver spoke to
the horses. Away they went, through
the keen air of the bright morning, to
the station. Philip, or Philips master
had arranged the time for the success
care and thoughtfulness-the train was
already in sight when they arrived at
Jahnway Station, after an almost ST.
lent and decidedly unsocial drive. The
train rolled up to the station. Prier
turned and shook hands with Philip
Philip bowed gravely to the detective
and said a few words of stately fare
well to him as he stepped from the
sleigh. Then, as Prier got aboard, he
drove back toward Jahnway Park
neither he nor the driver looking be-
hind to see what might or might not
happen. They had obeyed Jasper
Jahnway's orders; they had been given
unthinking and unquestioned literal
obedience for so many years that Curl
osity had been crucified within them
Why should they look back? But Prier,
looking after the hurrying sleigh with
return of that grim smile we have seen
on his face so many times, stepped off
the train as it rolled away, and entered
the waiting room of the little station.
The first man he saw was Patsy
Gullens. Patsy Gullens was not a
worker: he was usually at leisure; and
he found his pleasure in being where
the greatest excitement, which came
toward his narrow and humdrum life
could be found He rarely missed
seeing any train which passed Jahn-
way StatiOn-be the time day or night,
summer or winter-and be the wealth
er hot or cold, wet or dry. Perhaps,
had Patsy Gullens's lot been cast un-
der other influences, and amid other
scenes. he might have been n different
man. 1t is hard. for a man whose
nerves must be irritated with excite
ment in order that he may live, to be
shut away from the world and its
pleasures as was Patsy Gullens. A call
for him to go away, whatever the
place-the reason-the work-would be
a temptation he would find it hard to
refuse.
Good morning. Mr.. Gullens." said
Prier.
Good morning"
I'D like to ask you few questions
this morning"
All right. About Jasper Jahnway?'
Yes. l didn't find Jahnway at
home"
Il knew you wouldn't"
You knew he was away"
Yes"
why didn't you tell me, them"
You didn't ask me, and besides, af-
ter found out what sort of man you
were-found out you really amounted
to something-you did not give me
any chance"
Prier laughed.
Il guess there is something in that
But. if you know that he is away, per-
haps you know where he has gone
where | can find him. Do you?"
No, don't. And | don't think any
one does. He went away in his yacht
some few days agO-I don't know just
how maryland no one knows why he
went. where he went, or how long he
will remain away-at least no one
knows that I've had any chance to talk
| with about it,
DO YOU know the name of his
yacht"
"Certainly-the Homeward Bound
A good vessel?"
Il think so. /"
you've seen her. of course"
Yes"
Ever been aboard"
No"
would YOU think, from what you
know of her. that she'd do to cross the
ocean in?"
Patsy GullenS looked away toward
the sea, the long billOwS of which, huge
and sullen still by reason of the buffet
| ing of last nights storm, could be seer
in the distance. sweeping in toward
shore, while the thunder of their eter-
nal tramp on the beach came harsh
and strong upon the breeze of morn
ing. His eyes glittered. His cheek:
| flushed. His form Strengthened. Fol
a little time he was not the slOuchine
braggart and COwardly wretch he haC
been for years; for a half minute he
seemed a man--in u good. almost in the
best. sense of the word-a man.
Then the passion died out of his
face. The flush faded from his cheek
leaving only the red which was the
seal and signet of the dominion of al
cohol His shoulders bent again. He
turned to Prier.
i've lived here all my life" he said
sullenly. here at Jahnway Station; I've
never been twenty miles from where
Ma ore sta ndine in all tho veorc 7 have