Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1912-03-15

Presently HannlDal was ueep III hio
account of those adventures he had
shared with Miss Betty.
And Miss Malroy-where Is she
now?" asked the judge, in the first
pause Of the boys narrative.
shes at Mr.. Bowen's house. Mr..
Darlington and Mr.. Cavendish are here
too. Mrs. Cavendish stayed down
yonderd at the Bates plantation.
Grandfather, it was Captain Murrell
who had me stole-do you reckon ne
was going to take me back to Mr..
Bladen?"
"T will see Miss Malroy in the morn
ing. We must combine-our interests
are identical. There should be hemp
in this for more than one scoundrel! /
can now see how criminal my disin-
clination to push myself to the front
has been!" said the judge, with con-
yiction. Never again will I shrink
from what know to be public duty
A little later they went down stairs,
where the judge had Yancy make up
bed for himself and Hannibal on the
floor. He would watch alone beside
Mahaffy, he was certain this would
have been the dead mans wish; then
he said good night and mounted heav-
ily to the floor above to resume his
vigil and his musings.
Just at daybreak Yancy was reused
by the pressure of a hand on his
shoulder, and opening his eyes saw
that the judge was bending over him.
"Dress!" he said briefly. There's
every prospect of trouble-get your RI
fle and come with me-"
Yancy noted that this prospect OF
trouble seemed to afford the judge a
pleasurable sensation; indeed. he had
quite lost his former air of somber
and suppressed melancholy.
T let you sleep, thinking you need
ed the rest" the judge went on. But
ever since midnight we've been on the
verge of riot and possible bloodshed.
They've arrested John Murrell-its
claimed he's planned a servile rebel
lion! A man named Hues, who had
wormed his way into his confidence,
made the arrest. He carried Murrell
into Memphis, but the local magis-
trate, intimidated, most likely, declin-
ed to have anything to do with hold
ing him. In spite Of this. Hues man
aged to get his prisoner lodged in jail,
but along about nightfall the situation
began to look serious. Folks were
swarming into town armed to the
teeth, and Hues fetched Murrell across
country to Raleigh"
"Yes?" said Yancy.
We'll, the sheriff has refused to
take Murrell into custody. Hues has
him down at the court house, but
whether or not he is going to be able
to hold him Is another matter!"
Yancy and Hannibal had dressed by
this time, and the judge led the way
from the house. The Scratch Hitler
looked about him. Across the street a
group of men, the greater number of
whom were armed, stood in front Of
Pegloe's tavern. Glancing in the di-
rection of the court house, he observ-
ed that the square before it held 9TH
er groups. But what impressed him
more was the ominous silence that was
everywhere. At his elbow the judge
was breathing deep.
I'VE are face to face with very
deplorable condition, Mr.. Yancy. Court
was to sit here today, but Judge Nor
row and the public prosecutor have
left town, and as you see, Murrelfs
friends have gathered for a rescue.
There's a sprinkling Of the better ele-
ment-but only a sprinkling. I saw
Judge Morrow this morning at four
o'clock-I told him l would obligate
myself to present for his consideration
evidence of a striking and sensational
character, evidence which would show
conclusively that Murrell should be
held to await the action of the next
grand iury-this was after a confer
ence with Hues-I guaranteed his
safety. Sir, the man refused to listen
to me. He showed himself utterly de-
void of any feeling Of public duty
The bitter sense of failure and futility
was leaving the judge. The situation
made it's demands on that basic faith
in his own powers which remained i'm
bedded in his character.
They had entered the court house
square On the steps Of the building
Belts was arguing loudly with Hues,
who stood in the doorway. rife in
hand.
Maybe you don't know this is coun-
ty property?" the sheriff was saying.
And that you have taken unlawful pos
session of it for an unlawful purpose?
am going to open them doors-a pas
sci of strangers can't keep folks out a
building their own money has bought
and paid fort" While he was speak
ing, the judge had pushed his way
through the crowd to the foot of the
steps.
That was very nicely said, Mr..
Belts" observed the judge. He smiled
widely and sweetly. The sheriff gave
him a hostile glare. DO you know
that Morrow has left town." the judge
went on.
II amt got nothing to with Judge
Morrow. It's my duty to see that this
building is ready for him when he's
mind to open court in it."
You are willing to assume the re-
sponsibility of throwing open these
doors?" inquired the judge affably.
Il shorely am" said Belts. why.
some of these folks are our leading
people!"
The judge turned to the crowd. and
spoke in a tone of excessive civjlity.
Just a word, gentlemen.-the sheriff
is right: it is your court house and
you should not he kept out Of it. No
doubt there are some Of you whose
presence in this building will sooner
or later be urgently desired. We are
going to let all who wish to enter but
| beg you to remember that there will
he five men inside whose prejudices
are all in favor of law and order" He
pushed past Hues and entered the