Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-04-18

mo I do not, fellow" rejoined my
uncle. "Only IL this Is a private room
specially ordered for the occasion, ]
should think the public room must be
very comfortable one;" with this, my
uncle sat himself down in a high
backed chair and took such an accu-
his eyes, that Tiggin and Welps could
have supplied him with printed calico
for q suit, and not an inch too much
or too little, from that estimate alone.
"Quit this room," said both men to-
gether, grasping their swords.
"Eh?" said my uncle, not at all ap-
pearing to comprehend their meaning.
Quit the room, or you are q dead
man." said the Ill looking fellow with
the large sword, drawing 1t at the same
time and fiourishing 1t in the air.
Down with him!" said the gentle-
man in sky blue, drawing his sword
also and falling back two or three
yards. Down with him!" The lady
gave loud scream. .n.,.u 81
Now, my uncle was always remark
able for great boldness and great prel-
ence Of mind. All the time that he had
appeared so Indifferent to what was
going on, he had been looking slyly
about for some missile or, weapon Of
defense, and at the very instant when
the swords were drawn he espied
standing in the chimney corner an old
basket-hilted rapier in O. rusty scab-
bard. At one bound my uncle caught
1t in his hand, drew 1t, f1ourished 1t
CALAMITY above his head, called aloud
to the lady to keep out Of the way,
hurled the chair at the man In sky
blue, and the scabbard at the man in
plum color, and taking advantage Of
the confusion, fell upon them both,
pell-mell. ~
Gentlemen, there Is an old story
garding q fine young Irish gentleman,
who being asked If he could play the
fiddle, replied he had no doubt he
could, but he couldn't exactly say for
certain, because he had never tried.
This is not inapplicable to my uncle
and his fencing. He had never had q
sword in his hand before, except once
when he played Richard the Third at
q private theatre, upon which occasion
1t was arranged with Richmond that
he was to be run through from behind
without showing fight at all; but here
he was, cutting and slashing with two
experienced swordsmen, thrusting ana
guarding, and poking and slicing, and
acquitting himself in the most manful
and dexterous manner possible, al
though up to that time he had never
been aware that he had the least no
ton Of the science. 1t only shows how
true the old saying Is, that man
never knows what he can do till he
tries, gentlemen. ' ''' Il
The noise Of the combat was terrific.
each Of the three combatants swearing
like troopers, and their swords clashing
with as much noise as II all the knives
and steels In Newport market were
rattling together at the same time.
When 1t was at Its very height the
lady, to encourage my uncle, most
probably, withdrew her hood entirely
from her face and disclosed counte-
nance Of such dazzling beauty that he
would have fought against fifty men to
win one smile from 1t and die. He had
gan to powder away like raving mad
giant.
At this very moment the gentleman
in sky-blue, turning round and seeing
the young lady with her face uncov-
cred, vented an exclamation Of rage
and jealousy; and turning his weapon
against her beautiful bosom, pointed
q thrust at her heart which caused my
uncle to utter a cry Of apprehension
that made the building ring. The lady
stepped lightly aside, and snatching
the young mans sword from his hand
before he had recovered his balance,
drove him to the wall, and running II
through him and the pannelling up. to
the very hilt, pinned him there hard
and fast It was splendid example.
My uncle, with loud shout Of triumph
and a strength that was irresistible,
40 te a1x rafr tn trn 0n q a
direction, and plunging the old rapier
into the very centre Of q large red
flower in the pattern Of his waistcoat,
nailed him beside his friend; there
they both stood, gentlemen, jerking
their arms and legs about In agony,
agony, like the toy-stop figures that
are moved by a piece Of packthread.
My uncle always said afterwards that
this was one Of the surest means he
knew of for disposing Of an enemy;
but it was liable to one objection, on
the ground Of expense, inasmuch as 1t
involved the loss Of a sword for every
man disabled.
THE mail, the MALL" cried the lady,
running up to my uncle and throwing
her beautiful arms round his neck;
I'VE may yet escape"
May" cried my uncle; why, my
dear, there's nobody else to kill, Is
there?" Ny uncle was rather disap-
pointed, gentlemen, for he thought q
little quiet bit Of lovemaking would be
agreeable after the slaughtering, II 1t
were only to change the subject.
I'VE have not an instant to lose
here" said the young lady. He (point-
ing to the young gentleman In sky
blue) is the only son Of the powerful
Marques Of Filletoville."
T4ll Ttrn frat
he'll never come to the title" said my
uncle, looking coolly at the young gen.
tleman as he stood fixed up against
the wall, in the cock chatter fashion
have described. You have cut Off the
entail, my love-"
II have been torn from my home
and friends by these villains" said the
young lady, her features glowing with
indignation. THAT wretch would have
married me by violence in another
hour"
"Confound his impudence!" said my
uncle, bestowing very, contemptuous
look on the dying heir Of Filletoville.
"As you may guess from what you
have seen," said the young lady, the
party are prepared to murder me II
you appeal to any one for assistance.
If their accomplices find us here, we
L
too late. The maitland with these
words. overpowered by her feelings
and the exertion Of sticking the young
Marques Of F1lletoville, she sunk into
my uncle's arms. My uncle caught her
up, and bore her to the house door.
There stood the mail with four long
tailed iowing-maned black horses.
ready harnessed; but no coachman, no
guard, no hostler even, at the horses
heads.
You will never never leave me"
murmured the young lady.
Never" said my uncle. And he
meant 1t too.
MY dear preserver!" exclaimed the
young lady. My dear, kind brave pre-
server!"
Don't said my uncle, interrupting
her.
"Why?" inquired the young lady.
Because your mouth looks 80 beau