Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1908-06-30

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piled Dave Grant, sullenly.
Hiram grinned.
"'Tain't her, then it's t'other-little
Rose? Lord above! There's a gal
that you've got to be lively about!
Her kind don't grow on all the Maine
capes. Somebody II get ahead O. you.
Dave, and whisk her from under your
nose, afore you suspect it."
Dawes face darkened visibly. In his
choleric eye a jealous devil sparkled.
With an intensity of feeling that star
tied the little circle he dashed his heavy
fist down on Ira Berry's counter.
The man that tries it better put his
affairs to rights first, cause he might
be pressed for time at a later date"
"Pooh!" said old Hiram.
ITO speak plainly, mates, I'd kill him
as quick as a wink" said Dave Grant.
Hands off Rose Hillyer-thats my
warning to one and ALL"
We'll David, you haven't any on
common amount Of brass, nor nothing"
cried Duff, scornfully. Captain Ira
also thought himself called to remon-
strate.
I'm a law-abiding citizen" he said,
and 1 don't like such remarks. You'd
better think twice, Dave, afore you
make em. Killing is a little more than
any woman's face was ever worth yet"
Il amt so sure about that" he an
swered. It's been done many a time
for girls not half as hands, me as Rose
Hilyer-I dare say it's likely to be
done agin. You may all cram that in
to your pipes, with the 'baccy, mates,
and smoke it,"
Dave was the most quarrelsone 1el-
low on the cape. The circle looked Wis
IDLY relieved as the door of the gro
Gerry opened and another fisherman en-
tered.
"Halloo, Caleb Hillyer!" said Duff.
I'VE were jest talking about your fam
lily. What's the weather outside, man?'
Blowing great guns" answered the
newcomer, "and heavy sea running
ANY craft in sight?"
"A steam yachts on the harbor-you
can see her anchor light shtning-and
two schooners are coming round the
point, under short sail, to make a lee"
Some one thrust a fresh supply Of
fuel into the stove.
Il chanced to run astern O. that
same yacht this afternoon, when was
out bluefishing," said Duff, glad to di-
rect the conversation into a new chan
mel, BY gum! as pretty a craft, too,
as I ever saw in any waters. There
war lot O larky youngsters aboard,
a. fiddling and a-tooting. They hailed
me with no end Of chaff. Alloy, Cap'n
Kidd sez they; we heered you war
hanged at Execution Dock, two hun
dred years ago!' Alloy yourselves
sez l; my name amt Kidd, and I've
no acquaintance with sich trash.
Whar's your skipper He's eloped
with a mermaid sez they, and the
cook has taken command. Well sez
I, it's plain you've too much whisky
in the locker my hearties.' And 1
tackled and left 'em. A lot o young
bloods l reckon, out on a saltwater
spree"
There was a sudden sound Of voices
at the door; it swung back, and fol-
lowing close in Caleb Hillyers foot
steps, three men--strangers-e
Ira Berry's grocery.
They were all young and comely to
an insolent degree. Their blue flannel
sailor garments added to their pictur-
esque look. All wore a slight swag-
ger, assumed, perhaps, for the occasion.
Fine specimens of manhood, but not
Of the Cape Desolation type. They
stared around the old grocery for
moment, and then one, who seemed to
be the leader Of the trio, advanced to
Ira Berry's counter and flung a bank
note upon it.
Three bottles of champagne-Sil-
Iery preferred" he said, with owl-like
gravity. Ira stared.
well, 1 calkerlate, young man,
you'll have to go few steps farther
for that ere drink. We don't keep it
on Cape Desolation."
At the first glance old Hiram had
recognized the strangers. He showed
promptly back from the circle Of fish
ermen.
"Ahoy, yachtsmen," said he! take
it We never hearn tell of the Maine
Liquor Law"
| Gods of Hellas!" cried the leader Of
| The trio, gayly; "here's our ola friend,
Captain Kidd! Maine Liquor Law" IN
scornful astonishment. Whats that?
hope you don't mean to insinuate
that salt water Is the only fluid to be
found in this ridiculous place of mack
erel and menhaden?"
II warned ye that ye had too much
aboard. out there on the bay this af-
ternoon." said Duff, winking at the
handsome. rollicking strangers. Eye
ought to have made your supplies last
longer my larks."
The leader of the three said some
thing in a foreign tongue to his COM
paniOns. whereupOn all burst into boy
iSh laughter. Then he turned about,
and gravely addressed Ira Berry:
I'VE are Frenchmen, from the Bay
Of Chaleurs l am Andre Gautier-see
that you remember the name!-and
these. my two mates, are Jules and
Gustave. Since there's no hope Of
champagne here, We'll be content with
Il glass of cognac all round"
you'll find that over the Canadian
border" said Ira.
TOO far" laughed he who was call
ed Jules; and the night is uncom-
monty nasty. He whipped a silver
flask from his pocket, and presented it
To- Hiram Duff. Pass it round" he
said, mischievously. It's the right
sort If Mohammed will not go to the
mountain, the mountain must come to
Mohammed. Since the state condemns
Iyour throatS to remain dry, I'll give
myself the pleasure of moistening them
for you"
, Hiram took pull at the flash, winked
cloquently, and gave it to his neigh
Dor From hand to hand it went, and