Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1912-01-16


down to toll.
Then one day he got his hands OIL
a paper that had come acrost in
ship from England. He was readin' II
settin' in the shade; by grandfathe
said he always noticed he was partia
Ito the shade, and his wife was poster
in him TO to go and plow out hi
truck patch, when, all at once, he II
on something in the paper, and HI
started up and let out yell like he't
been shot. BY gum, I'm the earl o.
LAMBETH he says, and took out t
the nearest tavern and got b'ilin' full
Afterward he showed 'em the paper
and they seen with their own eyes
where Richard Keppel Cavendish, ear
of Lambeth, had died in London. MY
great grandfather told 'em that was
his uncle; that when he left home
there were several cousins-which was
printed in the paper, too-but they'd
up and died, so the title naturally
come to him.
well, sir that was the first the
family ever knowed of it, and then
they seen what 1t was he'd meant when
he throwed out them hints about bein
a heap better than he seemed. He
said perhaps he wouldn't never have
told, only he couldn't bear to be mis-
Judged like he'd always been.
! He never done a lick Of work after
that. He said he couldn't bring him
self down to 1t; that it was demeanin
fo' e. person of title TO to labor with
his hands like a n1gger or a common
white man. He said he'd leave 1t to
his family to see he didn't come to
want, it didn't so much matter about
them; and he lived true to his prin-
ciples to the day Of his death, and
never riz his hand except to feed HIM
self"
| Cavendish paused. Yancy was feel
ing that in his own person he had ex-
perienced some of the best symptoms
Of a title.
Then what?" he asked.
| well, sir, he lived along like that
never complainin', my grandfather
said, but mighty sweet and gentle-like
as long as there was plenty to eat In the
house. He lived to be nigh eighty,
and when he seen he was goin' to die
he called my grandfather to him and
says, She's yours, Dick,-meanin' the
title-and then he says, There's one
thing I've KEEP from you. You've been
viscount ever since l. come into the
title and then he went on and ex-
planned what he wanted cut on his
tombstone. and had my grandfather
write it out, so there couldn't be any
mistake. When he'd passed away my
grandfather took the title. He said 1t
made him feel mighty solemn and
grand like and it come over him all
at once why II was his father hadn't
no heart TO- work"
Does 1t always take 'em that way?"
inquired Yancy.
1T takes the earls of Lambeth that
way. I reckon you might say 1t was
hereditary with 'em. Where was
att"
Your grandpap. the second earl,
prompted Polly.
"Oh, yes-well, he lowed he'd emil
crate back to England, but while he
was studying how he could do this,
along come the war. He said he
couldn't afford to fight agin' his king,
so he pulled out and crossed the
mountings to avoid being drug into the
army. He said he couldn't let it get
around that the earls Of Lambeth was
shootin' English soldiers.
"Of course he couldn't" agreed
Yancy.
Its been my dream to take Polly
and the children and go back to Eng
land and see the king about my title.
low he'd be some surprised to see
US. I'd like to tell him, too, what the
earls of Lambeth done TO- him-that
they was always loyal, and thought q
heap better of him than their neigh
bors done, and mebby some better
than he deserved. Don't you reckon
that not hearin' from US, he's got the
notion the Cavendishes has petered
out?"
Mr.. Yancy considered this likely,
and said so.
You might send him writin' in a
letter." he suggested.
The furious shrieking of a steam
packets whistle broke in upon them
all the river!" said Mr.. Cavendish
and fled in haste to the steering oar
During all the long days that follow
ed, Mr.. Yancy was forced to own that
these titled friends Of his were, des-
pite their social position, uncommon
white in their treatment Of him. The
earl Of Lambeth consorted with him
in that fine spirit that recognizes the
his Lady Countess was. as Yancy OBJ
served, on the whole, a person of SIM
pie and uncorrupted tastes. She habit
ually went barefoot, both as a matter
of comfort and economy, and she
somked her cob-pipe as did those
other ladies of Lincoln county who
had married into far less exalted sta
tions than her own. He put these sim.
pie survivals down to her native good
heart. which would not allow Of hel
succumbing to mere pride and vain.
glory. for he no more doubted theil
narrative than they doubted 1t them
selves. which was not at all.
(To be Continued.)
Measuring Birds Flight.-More won
derful as one studies the subject deep
er, does the flight Of birds become.