Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-10-24

No sooner was the $780, 900 on deposit
in the bank than Mary Turner drew
out the whole amount, as she had a
perfect right to do legally. When the
advertiser learned Of this he was. nat
urally enough, full to overfiowing with
wrath. But after an interview with
Harris he swallowed his wrath as best
he might. He found he could not go
into court with clean hands, which Is
q prime stipulation of the law, though
often honored in the breach. So he let
himself be mulcted in raging silence.
The event established Mary as the
arbiter in her own coterie. She next
decided that q certain General Hast
ings would make an excellent sacrifice
on the altar Of justice-and to her own
financial profit. The old man was a
notorious roue. Of most unsavory rep
utation as a destroyer Of innocence. It
was probable that he would easily fall
victim to the ingenious charms OF
Aggie. AS for that precocious damsel.
she would run no least risk Of destruc-
tion by the satyr.
General Hastings met Aggie in the
most casual way. He was captivateo
by her freshness and beauty. her de-
mureness, her ignorance Of all things
vicious. Straightway he set snares.
He showered every gallant attention
on the naive, bread and butter miss
and succeeded gratifying!y soon In
winning her heart-to all appearance.
But he gained nothing more, for the
coy creature abruptly developed most
effective powers of resistance to every
Establishment that went beyond strict
est propriety. His ardor cooled sud-
denly when Harris served a summons
in a suit for $4,000 damages for
breach Of promise.
Even while this affair was still In
the course of execution Mary found
herself engaged in direction that Of
fered at least the hope OF attaining
her great desire-revenge against Ed
ward Glider. This opportunity came
in the person of his son, Dick. After
much contriving, she got an INTRODUCE
ton to that young man. Forthwith she
showed herself so deliciously woman
ly, so intelligent, so daintily feminine,
so singularly beautiful that the young
man was enamored almost at once,
The fact thrilled Mary to the depths
Of her heart, for in this son Of the
man whom she hated she saw the in
strument Of vengeance for which she
had so longed. Yet this one thing was
so vital to her that she said nothing OF
her purposes, not even to Aggie,
though that observant person may
have possessed suspicious more or less
near the truth.
It was some such suspicion that lay
behind her speech as, in negligee, she
sat smoking a cigarette, while watch
ing Mary, who was adjusting her hat
before the mirror of her dressing table
one pleasant spring morning.
'Dollin' up a whole lot, amt you?"
Aggie remarked affably, with that lax
ity of language which characterized
her natural moods.
II have a very important engage
ment with Dick Glider" Mary replied
TRANQUILITY.
Mice boy, amt he?" Aggie ventur-
ed insinuatingly.
"Oh, I suppose so." came the indif-
ferent answer from Mary as she tilted
the picture hat to an angle trifie
more jaunty.
II don't get you, Mary. You never
used to look at the men. The way you
acted when you first run round with
me, I thought you sure was suffra-
gette. And then you met this young
Gilder-and-good night, nurse!"
"well?"
His old man sends you up for
stretch for something you didn't do,
and you take up with his son like
And yet you don't understand"
There was scorn for such gross stupid
ity in the musical voice.
Aggie choked little from the cigar
cite smoke as she gave gasp when
suspicion of the truth suddenly dawn
ed on her slow intelligence.
"Hully gee!" Her voice came in a
treble Shrek Of apprehension. I'm
wise!"
But you must understand this.
Mary went on, with an authoritative
note in her voice. Whatever may be
between young Glider and me is to be
strictly my own affair. 1t has abso-
lutely nothing to do with the rest of
you or with our schemes for money
making. And, what is more. Agnes. /
want to know what you meant by talk
ing in the public street yesterday with
common pickpocket."
Aggie's childlike face changed swift
ly its expression from a shy eagerness
to sullenness.
you know perfectly well, Mary
Turner" she cried Indignantly, that
only said a few words in passin' to
my brother Jim. And he amt no COM
mon pickpocket. Hully gee! He the
best dip in the business"
But you must not be seen speaking
with him." Mary directed, with GER
tain air Of command now become ha-
bitual to her among the members OF
her clique. my cousin, Miss Agnes
Lynch, must be very careful as to her
associates"
He just stopped me to say it's been
the best year he ever had" she ex-
planned, with ostentatious vanity.
How can that be when the dead line
now is John street,"
THE dead line!" Aggie scoffed
why, Jim takes lunch every day ir
the Wall street Delmonico's. And only
yesterday he went down to police head
quarters just for little excitement
| cause Jim does sure hate a dull life
Say, he told me they've got mat al
the door with Welcome on it in let
ters three feet high. Now, what dc
you think Of that! And, oh, yes!" she
continued happily, Jim, he lifted
leather from a bull who was standing