Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1915-03-16

panion. That gentleman explained
that he had found an opportunity to
ply truant from business for a day
or two, and wished to see Samson
comfortably esconced and introduced.
The first day Farbish and Samson
had the place to themselves. but the
next morning would bring others.
The next day, while the mountain
eer was out on the flats, the party Of
men at the club had been swelled to
a total Of six, for in pursuance Of
the carefully arranged plans Of Mr..
Farbish, Mr.. Bradburn had succeeded
in inducing Wilfred Horton to run
down for day or two Of the sport
he loved. When Horton arrived that
afternoon, he found his usually even
temper ruff1ed by bits Of maliciously
broached gossip, until his resentment
against Samson South had been
famed into danger heat. He did not
know that South also was at the club,
and he did not that afternoon go out
to the blinds, but so far departed
from his usual custom as to permit
himself to sit for several hours in the
club grill
And yet, as is often the case in care
fully designed affairs, the one element
that made most powerfully for the
success Of Farbishs scheme was pure
accident The carefully arranged meet
ing between the two men, the adroitly
melted passions Of each, would still
have brought no clash, had not Will
fred Horton been affected by the flush
ing effect Of alcohol. Since his college
days, he had been invariably abstemi-
Gus. Tonight marked an exception.
He was rather surprised at the cor
diality Of the welcome accorded him,
for, as chance would have it, except
for Samson South, whom he had not
yet seen, all the other sportsmen
were men closely allied to the politi-
cal and financial elements upon which
he had been making war. Still. since
they seemed willing to forget for the
time that there had been a breach,
he was equally so. Just now, he was
feeling such bitterness for the Ken
tuckian that the foes Of less per-
sonal sort seemed unimportant.
In point Of fact, Wilfred Horton had
spent very bad day. The final straw
had broken the back of his usually
unruff1ed temper, when he had found
in his room on reaching the Kenmore
copy Of a certain New York weekly
paper, and had read a page, which
chanced to be lying face up "a chance
carefully prearranged). 1t was an
item of which Farbish had known, in
advance Of publication, but Wilfred
would never have seen the sheet, had
it not been so carefully brought to his
attention. There were hints Of the
strange infatuation which a certain
young woman seemed to entertain for
a partially civilized stranger who had
made his entree to New York via the
police court, and who wore his hair
long in imitation of biblical charac-
| ter Of the same name. The supper at
the Wigwam inn was mentioned, and
the character Of the place intimated.
Horton felt this Objectionable inuendo
was directly tracable to Adrienne's
i'll Judged friendship for the noun
taineer, and he bitterly blamed the
mountaineer. And, while he had been
brooding on these matters, a man act
ing as Farbishs ambassador, had
dropped into his room, since Farbish
himself knew that Horton would not
listen to his condolences. The dele
gated spokesman warned Wilfred that
Samson South had spoken pointedly
Of him, and advised cautious conduct
in fashion calculated to inflame.
| Samson, it was falsely alleged, had
accused him of saying derogatory
things in his absence, which he would
hardly venture to repeat in his pres
ence. In short, it was put up to Hor-
ton to announce his opinion openly, or
eat the crow Of cowardice.
That evening, when Samson went
to his room, Farbish Joined him.
I've been greatly annoyed to find,"
he said, seating himself on Samson's
bed, that Horton arrived today"
| II reckon that's all right" said
Samson. Hes a member, isn't he?"
Farbish appeared dubious.
'I don't want to appear in the guise
of prophet of trouble" he said, "but
you are my guest here. and I must
warn you. Horton thinks of you as a
'gun-fighter' and a dangerous man.
He won't take chances with you. If
there is a clash, it will be serious. He
doesn't often drink, but today he's do
ing it, and may be ugly. Avoid an
alteration If you can, but if it does
come" He broke off and added Sc
riously: You will have to get him or
he will get you. Are you armed?"
The Kentuckian laughed.
II reckon I don't need to be armed
amongst gentlemen"
Farbish drew from his pocket a
magazine pistol.
1T won't hurt you to slip that into
your Clothes" he insisted.
For an instant, the mountaineer
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 it over in his
hand, and put it into his pocket.
"Mr. Farbish," he said, I've been
in place before now where men
were drinking who had made threats
against me. l think you are excited
about this thing. If anything starts,
he will start it,
(To be continued.)