Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1912-03-19


him to do. She was thinking Of this
now as they went forward over the
rustling leaves, and at length she turn
ed in the saddle and faced him.
T am going to miss Hannibal dread
lfully-yes, and the judge, and Mr.
Yancy!" she began.
And when I leave-how about me
Betty?" Darlington asked unexpected
", but he only had in mind leaving
Belle Plain.
A little sigh escaped Betty's red lips
for she was thinking Of the Purchase
which lay far down the river, many
miles distant The sigh was ever sc
little but Darlington heard it.
81 am to be missed, too, am I Bet
ty?" he insquired, leaning toward her
you Bruce?-Oh, 1 shall miss you,
too-dreadfully-but then, perhaps In
five years, when you come back"
Five years." cried Darlington, but
he understood something Of what was
passing in her mind. and laughed
shortly. Five years, Betty?" he re-
peated, dwelling on the numeral.
Betty hesitated and looked thought
full. Presently she stole a surreptitious
glance at Darlington from under her
long lashes, and went on slowly, as
though she were making careful choice
of her words.
when you come back in three years,
Bruce"
Darlington still regarded her fixedly.
There was a light In his black eyes
that seemd to penetrate to the most
secret recesses Of her heart and soul.
Three years, Betty?" he repeated
again.
Betty, her eyes cast down, twisted
her rein nervously between her slim
white finger, but Carrington's steady
glance never left her sweet face,
framed by its halo Of bright hair. She
stole another look at him from be-
Meath her dark lashes.
Three years, Betty?" he prompted.
Bruce don't stare at me that way,
it makes me forget what l was going
to say, When you come back-next
year" and then she lifted her eyes
to his and saw that they were full OF
sudden tears. Bruce, don't go away
don't go away at all"
Darlington slipped from the saddle
and stood at her side.
DO you mean that, Betty?" he ask
ed. He took her hands loosely In ms
and relentlessly considered her GRIM
soned face. Il reckon it will always be
right hard to refuse you anything
here Is one settler the Purchase Will
never get!" and he laughed softly.
TT was the Purchase-you were go
ing there!" she cried.
mo, I wasn't, Betty; that notion
died its natural death long ago. When
we are SIRE you will be safe at Belle
Plain with just the Cavendishes, am
going into Raleigh to wait as best
can until spring" He spoke so grave
ly, that she asked in quick alarm:
Anu lllcll, Di uSC- C-"h1S.
And then Oh, Betty, I'm starv-
ing" All in a moment he lifted her
slender figure in his arms, gathering
her close to him. And then, this
and this-and this, sweetheart-and
Betty! Betty"
When Murrell was brought to trial
his lawyers were able to produce a host
of witnesses whose sworn testimony
showed that so simple thing as per-
Jury had no terrors for them. His fight
for liberty was waged in and out of
court with incredible bitterness, and,
as Judge and jury were only human.
the outlaw escaped with the relatively
light sentence of twelve years impris-
onment; he died. however before the
expiration of his term.
The judge, when he returned to Raj
eigh, resumed his own name Of Turber-
vile, and he allowed 1t to be known
that he would not be offended by the
prefix General During his absence he
had accumulated a wealth Of evidence
Of undoubted authenticity, with the re-
suit that his claim against the Fen
tress estate was sustained by the
courts, and when The Oaks with its
stock and slaves was offered for sale,
he, as the principal creditor, was able
to buy it In.
One of his first acts after taking
possession Of the property was to have
Mahaffy reinterred I'm the grove of oaks
below his bedroom windows, and he
marked the spot with a great square OF
granite. The judge, visibly shaken by
his emotions, saw the massive boulder
go into place,
Harsh and rugged like the nature
of him who lies beneath it-but endur-
ing, too, as he was" he murmured. He
turned to Yancy and Hannibal, and
added: You will lay me beside him
when l die"
Then when the bitter struggle came
and he was wrenched and tortured By
longings. his strength was in remem-
bering his promise to the dead, and II
was his custom to go out under the
oaks and pace to and fro beside Ma
haffys grave until he had gained the
mastery of himself. Only Yancy and
Hannibal knew how fierce the conflict
was he waged, yet in the end he wor
that best earned of all victories, the
victory over himself
MY salvation has been a costly
thing; it was bought with the blood OF
my friend" he told Yancy.
1t was Hannibars privilege to give
Cavendish out of the vast Quintar6
tract such a farm as the earl had new
er dreamed Of owning even In his most
fervid moments of imagining; and he
abandoned all idea of going to England
to claim his title. At the judges sug-
gestion he named the place Earls
Court. He and Polly were entirely sat-
isfied with their surroundings, and
never ceased to congratulate them
selves that they had left Lincoln coun-
ty. They felt that their friends the
lCarringtons at Belle Plain, though un-
titled people were still Of an equal rank
with themselves: while as for the
tba, 6ophtad ff rOyaltv itself