Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1921-08-30

about.
"If there could be such a thing as
comfortable cell here" he said In
low and kindly tones, ITS this one."
He went on earnestly: "Now want
you to believe me when I tell you that
1t is with real regret that I put you
behind a door of iron. But II didn't
do It, somebody else would do It; and
It's possible that I can be little more
decent about 1t than another officer
would be-" ..- |
81 realize all that, y'know," replied
Dale, "and I'm very much obliged to
you. sheriff."
Flowers ur,ocked the dot and Bill
Dale walked in. Flowers locked the
door and went. away.
Dale began to inspect his quarters.
To all appearances, they were at least
clean. There was a narrow bed Gov.
cred with a pair of gray blankets, a
stool and q soapbox, and nothing more.
The light In the corridor behind him
made snaky black lines Of bar-shadows
on the brick partaion walls and the
outer wall Of stone. Dale shuddered
In spite Of himself. He put up one
hand and turned on a small light,
which dissipated the uncanny shad.
ows-and showed him line from
Dante's Inferno" that to him seemed
very miserable; some former occupant
of that cell had written 1t with char
coal on the whltewashed outer wall.
Then Dale sat wearily down on the
narrow bed. leaned his head upon his
hands, and began to think.
He had always wanted difficulties
to overcome, barriers to surmount,
work to do, a fight to fight for him
self. In full measure he had found
them every one. He did not doubt his
ability to overcome the difficulties, sur.
mount the barriers, do his work well
and fight his fight as good man
fights, and win-if 1t were not for the
charge of having shot and killed Black
Adam Ball! 1t seemed to him now
that that must end all that was worth
while for him. For that was more
than a difficulty, more than a barrier.
He firmly believed that It had been
his bullet that had finished the earthly
existence Of the giant hillman. True.
II had been an accident. But how was
he to convince q jury that 1t had been
an accident2 Would the jury take his
word for 1t? The jury would not, OF
course.
The mysterious third shot, that had
come from q little distance-but he
could not reasonably expect deliver.
ance from that source. If only he had
held down his abomlnable, savage tenn.
per; II only he had
Major Bradley interrupted his un'
pleasant train Of thought.
mo brooding there. my boy"
Dale looked UP. The old attorney
as neLt In appearance as though he
had not even seen a saddle that day
was standing just outside the hnte
ful door Of bars. Beside him stood
whitcc'ad negro boy with big tray
Of steaming food on one nand and
pot of steaming coffee in the other.
The jailer came and unlocked the
door: also he very considerably
brought another stool and fresh water
The major entered the cell, and the
negro followed.
An amused twinkle appeared II
Dale'E eyes as Bradley put the tra:
1own on the soaptoS. There wa
enough for FIVE thre shing-machln:
hands The black boy was sent to the
front door to walt.
II thought you'd be a, hungry as
| am. and I'm as hungry as poor old
BY Heck ever was" laughed the
major, as he sat down and began to
pour the coffee. "Riding always made
me us hungry as bear in April. Light
right into 1t, Dale. There's nothing
like a good steak, for any meal. when
fellow Is half starved; eh, Dale?
Try that one, won't you? told Massen.
gale I'd cause his beheadment If these
steaks weren't perfect. Massengale," he
added. runs the hotel here, the Eu-
reka Funeral .Parlors, and the One
Price Clothing Emporium"
Il wonder" smiled Bill Dale, what
he does with his spare timeT
Bradley laughed, his eyes twinkling
merrily. Dale founG that he too was
hungry, now that savory odors had
invaded his nostrils. A minute later,
and he had pronounced his steak dell
cious.
"Nlassengale shall not suffer be-
headment," said the major; and he
began to carve his own steak.
1t was an excellent meal, the grim
surroundings Notwithstanding. When
1t was over, the negro boy came and
took away the dishes, and received
with a gladstone grin the two silver
coins that were given him. Then Brad
ley produced handful Of cigars, and
two of them were promptly lighted.
Nov. SIR" said the old lawyer, ~
feel like talking. Let's see, you gave
your man Hayes orders to carry the
work right along as though nothing
had happened didn't you? And the
sheriff Is to go back the day after to-