Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-03-27
Hot with excitement, Mr.. Magee


slipped from his place of conceal
ment. A battle fit for the gods was
in the air. He must be in the midst
Of it. Perhaps again in three cor
nered fight it would be the third par
ty that would emerge victorious.
In the darkness of the dining room
he bumped into limp, clinging figure.
1t proved to be the hermit Of Baldpate
mountain.
II got to talk to you, Mr.. Magee, he
whispered in a frightened tremolo.
II got to have word with you this
minute"
,, Not now!" cried Magee, pushing
him aside. Later"
The hermit wildly seized his arm.
mo, no." he said. There's strange
goings on here, Mr.. Magee. got
something to tell you-about a pack
age of money found in the Kitchen
Mr.. Magee stood very still. Beside
him in the darkness he heard the her
mit's excited breathing.
Undecided, Mr.. Magee looked to-
ward the kitchen door, from behind
which came the sound Of mems
voices. The hermit Of Baldpate fairly
trembled with news.
"Since I broke in on you yesterday
morning" he said in low tone, "one
thing has followed another so fast
that I'm little dazed."
You have nothing on me there,
Peters" Magee answered.
WELL" went on the hermit, las /
say, through all this downpour Of peo-
pie, including women, I've hung on to
one idea. I'm working for you. That's
why 1 feel 1 ought to give what in
formation 1 got to you
Mr.. Magee agreed impatiently.
Where you find women" Peters
continued, there you find things be-
yond understanding. History
Get to the point"
'Well yes. This afternoon I was
hunting around in the big refrigerator
with a candle. thinking maybe some
little token of food had been left over
from last summers rush-something
in a can that time cannot wither nor
custom stale, as the poet says-and
away up on the top shelf, in the dark
est corner, 1 found little package.
There was money in that package
lots Of it; enough to found a uni
versity or buy a woman's gowns for a
year. l was examining 1t careful-like
when a shadow came in the doorway.
1 looked up
"Who?" asked Magee breathlessly.
THAT little, blinky eyed, Professor
Bolton was standing there, most owl
ish and interested. He came into the
in your hand, Peters, he says, be-
longs to me. put it in cold storage
so it would keep. I'll take 1t now
Well, Mr.. Magee. I'm peaceful man.
I could have battered that professor
into learned sort of jelly If I'd want
ed to, but I'm a great admirer Of Mr..
Carnegie on account Of the library,
and 1 go in for peace. know 1t
wasn't exactly the thing, but
.You gave him the package?"
That's hardly the way 1 would put
it. Mr.. Magee. I made no outcry or
resistance when he took it. I'm just
a cook / says, in this house. I
amt the trusted old family retainer
that retains it's fortunes like safety
deposit vault So I let go the bundle.
1t was weak of me, 1 know, but I sort
Of got the habit Of giving up money,
being married so many years"
Peters" said Magee. I'm sorry
your grip was so insecure. but I'm
mighty glad you came to me with this
matter"
He told me I wasn't TO mention 1t
to anybody" replied the hermit, "but
as 1 say 1 sort Of look on it that we
were here first. and If our guests get
to chasing untold wealth up and down
the place, we ought to let each other
in on it,
Correct" answered Magee. You
are a valuable man, Peters. 1 want
you to know that I appreciate the
way you have acted in this affair. "
Four shadowy figures tramped in
through the dining room door.
(To be continued.)