Cheraw chronicle. [volume] (Cheraw, S.C.) 1896-2005, 1915-04-22

he will get you. Are you armed3
The Kentuckian laughed.
II reckon don't need to be armedg
amongst gentlemen"
Farbish drew from his pocket q.
magazine pistol.
1T won't hurt you to slip that into
your Clothes" he insisted.
For an instant, the mountaiHeerl
stood looking at his host and with eyes
that bored deep, but whatever was in
his mind as he made that scrutiny
he kept to himself. At last, he took
the magazine pistol, turned 1t over I'M
his hand, and put 1t into his pocket.
Mr.. Farbish," he said, I've been I'm
places before now where men were;
drinking who had made threats against
me. think you are excited about
this thing. II anything starts, he VIII;
start it."
At the dinner table, Samson South
and Wilfred Horton we're introduced. i
and acknowledged their introductions,
with the briefest and most formal;
mods. During the course Of the meal;
though seated side by side, each ig,s
nored the presence of the other. Sam
son was, perhaps, no more silent than
| usual. Always, he was the listener e1-
cept when question was put to him
direct, but the silence which sat upon
Wilfred Horton was departure from
| his ordinary custom. Y
He had discovered In his college
days that liquor, instead Of exhilarat.l
ing him, was an influence under which,
he grew morose and sullen, and that
discovery had made him almost q total
abstainer. Tonight, his glass was con-
stantly filled and emptied, and, as be-
ate, he gazed ahead, and thought re-
sentfully Of the man at his side. 81
When the coffee had been brought.
and the cigars lighted, and the serv-s
ants had withdrawn, Horton with the:
manner of one who had been awaiting:
an opportunity, turned slightly in his:
chair, and gazed insolent'y at the Ken;
tuckian.
Samson South still semed entirely
unconscious Of the others existence
though in reality no detail Of the brew-s
ing storm had escaped him. He was
studying the other faces around the.
table, and what he saw in Them ap.
peared to occupy him. Wilfred Hor-
tons cheeks were burning with dull
flush, and his eyes were narrowing
with an unveiled dislike. Suddenly;
silence fell on the party, and, as
the men sat putting their cigars. Horton,
turned toward the Kentuckian. For q
moment, he glared IN silence. then
with an impetuous exclamation Of dis,
gust he announced: .lss..
See here, South, want you to know
that If I'd understood you we're to be,
here, wouldn't have come. II has
pleased me to express my opinion Of
you to number Of people, and now 4
mean to express it to you IN perso1@
Samson looked arouaH
fss
I the same instant. and
Ater said nothing, the &
I and expressive. It Sd 4ed Ibs
and goad him on. as though1 > man
had said: ,ssj sEs
"You mustn't stand that. 60 after
him."
81 reckon"-Samson's voice was q:
pleasant drawl-"it doesn't make any
particular difference. Mr.. Horton"
Even If what said didn't happen:
to be particularly commendatory r in-i
quired Horton. his eyes narrowing.
80 long" replied the Kentuckian,
"as what you said was your own opin-
ion, don't reckon it would interest
me much" e-'gs3 9ss9
I'm point Of fact"-Horton was gaz-
ing with steady hostility into Sam
sons eyes-'I prefer to tell you. /
have rather generally expressed the
belief that you are a damned savage,
unfit for decent society" &
Samson's face grew rigid and trife
pale. His mouth set itself In straight
line, but, as Wilfred Horton came to-
his feet with the last words, the noun
taineer remained seated. 2 -
And" went on the New Yorker,
flushing with suddenly augmenting
passion, what said 1 still believe to
be true and repeat in your presence.
At another time and place, shall be.
even more explicit. l shall ask you to
explain-certain things"
Mr.. Horton" suggested Samson in
an ominously quiet voice, Il reckon
you're a little drunk. II were you,
I'd sit down"
Wilfreds face went from red to
white, and his shoulders stiffened. He
leaned forward, and for the instant
no one moved. The tick Of the clock
was plainly audible.
South" he said. his breath coming
in labored excitement, defend your.
self"
Samson still sat motionless.