Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1910-10-28
madman and forgot that his head was

madman and forgot that his head was
of bone.
Il have not done this for thy sake
Jimmie, but for the maidens Thou
art lucky dog" said my lord, and he
poked his finger in the young knights
ribs and cackled with laughter as he
took his leave.
Now when the king of editors, who
was Jimmie's boss, did read the inter
view and the sizzling statement sign
ed by my Lord Skeezinks, he went
straightway up in the air, so great wa:
his delight.
"'Tis a corker, believe me-" he
shouted. Send for the captain Of the
artists, and the chief etcher, and the
copy readers, and the boss of the type
stickers. We will spread this story al
over the first page, for verify 1t is
scope that hath not been surpassed II
thousand years"
And while the pages and the copy
boys scurried away to summon these
assistants into the audience chamber
the great king ran in circles about his
throne, swearing strange oaths, and
when he was aweary he fell upon the
neck of my lord the night editor and
wept for very joy.
And he commanded the man OF
money who stayeth by day in the
great cage when the treasure is
guarded to add ten cart wheel a week
to Sir Jimmie's stipend, and decreed
his forthcoming vacation should be for
a month, rather than a fortnight
Now when the damsel Ruth had re-
turned to Skeezink's castle, she kissed
my lady and wept upon her shoulder
for a moment and then hurried away
to her own boudoir. When she had
locked the door she took Sir Jimmie
letter from her breast, but she was
afraid to read it.
"If he hath flouted me now, as
sore mistrust because he would have
hidden the letter. then will / never
speak to him again, even if / should
die of loving him."
Yet after a time she steeled her
heart and tore open the envelope.
ITO the maiden Ruth"-for twas the
letter thus began. when l rode away
from thy fathers house, truly I was
like a man upon whom an enchant-
ment hath been laid. for the spell OF
thy sweet lovelineSs was upon me. Yet
1 chided myself for daring to love
thee, and fought against thee, even
when thy memory haunted me and
my love waXed greater.
Thou knowest it not, Ruth, but /
am a penniless knight, indeed, and not
of much account in the world. AL
though thou believest me to be one of
the great ones of the earth-and thy
sweet faith giveth me divine joy
vet of a truth l would be but a poor
match for thy fathers daughter.
when thine inheritance cometh to
thee. Ruth. il is thou that will be
great, while my miserable two score
silver pieces a week, would seem no
more than a drop in the ocean of thy
gold. For the Brothers of the Quill
have never had but poor standing
among the knights Of finance and the
lords of the eXchequer.
Greatly have 1 striven to forget
thee. swearing that l would not be the
pauper lord of a rich lady, yet at last
my love hath beaten down my poor
pride, and conquered me, for If thou
hast not pity upon me then l must
die.
"If it be true, as my heart hath
sometimes fOndly hoped. that thy
sweet soul inclineth to yield to me as
its lord. then would I fain come to thy
fathers house and sue for thy hand
in marriage. Thy sire is rich lord,
but a gentle one. withal, and I think
if thou lowest me he would not scorn
even so poor a knight as /.
ION the fifth day after this my an
nual vacation beginneth, Ruth, when
I have two weeks free from the DOM
ination of any man, and if may come
to thee. then will tell thee of the love
that is in my heart. And If may not
come, will I ever be thy knight.
This was what the damsel read, and
this was the answer she sent:
"On the fifth day from this. below
ed, thou wilt find me at my fathers
house"