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CHAPTER XXVL _
FRANK SCULLER'S FAMILIAR.
The study of the conflicting elements that
go to make up a character like Frank Mulle r's,
however fascinating it might prove, is not one
that can be attempted in detail here. Such a
character in its developed form is fortunately
practically impossible in a highly civilised
country. The dead weight of the law would
crush it hack to the level of the human mass
around it Bat those who have lived in the
wild places of the earth will be acquainted
with its prototypes, more especially in those
places where a handful of a superior race rules
over the dense thousands of an inferior. Soli?
tudes are favorable to the production of
strongly marked individualities. The com?
panionship of highly developed men, on the
contrary, whittles individualities away, the
difference between their growth being the
difference between the growth of a tree ona
plain ard a tree in the forest. On the plain
the tree takes the innate bent of its nature.
It springs in majesty toward the skies; it
spreads itself around or it slants along the
earth just as nature intended that it should,
and in accordance with the power of the
providential breath that bends, it. In the
forest it is different. There the tree, grows
j toward the fight wherever the light may be.
Forced to modify its natural habit in obedi?
ence to the pressure of circumstances over
which it has no control, it takes such form
and height as its neighbors will allow to it,
all its energies being directed to the preserva?
tion of life, in any shape and at any sacrifice.
Thus it is with us alL Left to ourselves, or
surrounded only by the scrub of humanity,
we become outwardly that which the spirit
within would fashion us to, but placed among
our fellows, shackled by custom, restrained
by law, pruned and bent by the force of pub?
lic opinion, we grow as like one to another as
the fruit bushes on a garden walL The sharp
angles of our characters are fretted away by
the friction of the crowd, and we become
round and polished, and superficially, at any
rate, identical. We no longer resemble a
solitary bowlder on a plain, but are as a stone
built into the great edifice of civilized society.
The place of a man like Frank Muller is at
the junction of the waters of civilization and
barbarism. Too civilized to possess those
savage virtues which, such as they are, repre?
sent the quantum of innate good nature has
thought fit to allow in Che nurture man, and
too barbarous to be subject to the tenderer
restraints of cultivated society, be is at once
strong in the strength of both and weak in
their weaknesses. Animated by the spirit of
barbarism, superstition and almost entirely
destitute of the spirit of civilization, mercy,
he stands on the edge of both and an affront
to both, as terrific a moral spectacle as the
world can afford.
Had he been a little more civilized, with
his power of evil trained by education and
cynical reflection to defy the attacks of those
spasms of unreasoning spiritual terror and
unrestrainable passion that have their natural
dwelling place in the raw, strong mind of
uncultivated man, Frank Muller might have
broken upon thc world as a Napoleon. Had
he been a little more savage, a little further
removed from the unconscious but present
influence of a progressive race, he might have
ground his fellows down and ruthlessly
destroyed them in the madness of his rage
and hist, like an Attila oraTChaka. As it
was, he was buffeted between two forces he
did not realize, even when they swayed him,
and thus at every step in his path ?eward a
supremacy of evu an unseen~power "made
stumbling blocks of weaknesses which, if that
path had been laid along a little higher or a
little lower fevelm the:sca?3 of^chxnmstance.
would themseives-bave been -deadly weapons
of overmastering force.
See him, as with his dark heart filled up
with fears?he. thunders aloogrfromtb^foene
of midnight death and nr^er-ms' brain" had
not feared to plan and his hand to execute.
Onward his black horse strides, companioned
by the storm, like a dark ihought traveling
on the wings of Night He does not believe
in any God, and yet the terrible fears that
spring up in his son!, born fungus like from
a dew of blood, take shape and form, and
seem to cry aloud, "We are the messengers of
the,avenging God." Ho glances up. High
on the black bosom of the storm the finger
of the lightning is writing that awful name,
and again and again the voice of the thunder
reads it out aloud in spirit shaking accents.
He shuts his dazed eyes, and even the falling
rhythm of his horse's hoofs beat out "There is
a God! there is a God!" from the silent earth
on which they strike.
And so on through the tempest and the
night, flying from that which no man can
leave behind
It was near midnight when Frank Muller
drew rein ata wretched mud hut perched by
itself on the banks of the Vaal, and flanked
on its rear by an equally miserable shed The
place was as silent as the grave; not even a
dog barked
"If that beast of a Kaffir is not here," he
said aloud, "I will have him flogged to death.
Hendrik! Hendrik!"
As he called, a form rose up at his very
feet," causing tho weary horse to start back so
violently that he almost threw his rider to the
ground
"What in the name of the devil are you?"
almost shrieked Frank Muller, whose nerves,
indeed, were In no condition to stand fresh
shocks.
I "It is me, baas," said the form, at the same
time throwing off a gray blanket in which it
was enveloped, and revealing the villainous
countenance of the one eyed witch doctor who
hart taken the letter to Bessie, and who had
for years been Muller's body servant, and fol?
lowed him about like a dog.
"Curse you, you dog! What ?io you mean
by hiding up like that? It is one of your In?
fernal tricia; be careful"-tapping his pistol
case-"or I shall one day put an end to you
and your witchcraft together."
"I am very sorry, baas," said the man, in a
whine, "but half an hour ago I heard you
coming. I dont know what is the matter
with the air to-night, but it sounded as
though twenty people were galloping after
you. I could hear them ali quite clear; first
the big black horse, and then all those who
came after, just as though they were hunting
you; and so I came out tAd lay down to lis?
ten, and it was not till you were quite close
that one by one the others stopped Perhaps
it was the devils who galloped."
"Curse you, stop that wizard's talk," said
Muller, his teeth chattering with fear and
agitation. "Take the horse and dean and
feed bim well; ho has galloped far, and we
start at dawn. Stop! tell me, where are the
lights and the brandy? If you have drunk
the brandy I will flog you"
"They are on the shelf on the left as you
go in, baas,-and there is flesh there, too, and
bread"
Muller swung himself from the saddle and
entered the hut, pushing open the cranky,
broken hinged door with a kick: He found
the boz of Tandstfckor matches, and, after
ia
one or two false shots-due chiefly to his shut?
ing hand-succeeded in getting fire and light?
ing a coarse dip such as the Boers make out
of mutton fat. Near the candle was a bottle
of peach brandy two-thirds full, and a tin
pannikin and a jug of river water. Seizing
the pannikin, ho filled it half full of spirit,
added a little water, and drank the mixture
off. Then he took down the meat and bread
from the same shelf, and, cutting som? of
each off with his clasp knife, tried to eat.
But he could not eat much, and soon gave up
the attempt, consoling himself instead with
the brandy.
"Bah!" he said, "tho stuff tastes like hell
fire;" and he filled his pipe and sat smoking.
Presently Hendrik came in to say that the
horse was eating well, and was about to go
again, when his master beckoned him to
stop. The man was surprised, for Muller
was not generally fond of his society, except
when he wanted to consult him or get him to
exercise his pretended art of divination; but
the fact was that at that moment Frank
Muller would have beenglad to consort with
a dog. The events of the night had brought
tibs terrible man, Steeped iu iniquity from
his youth up, down to the level of a child
frightened at the dark. For a while he sat
in silence, the Kaffir squatted on the ground
at bis feet Presently, however, the doses of
powerful spirit took effect on him, and he
began to talk more unguardedly than was his
custom, even with his black "familiar," Hen?
drik.
"How long have you been here?" he asked
of his retainer.
"About four days, baas." ?
"Did you take my letter to Om Croft'6?"
?Yah, baas. I gave it to the missie.n
?What did she do?"
"She read it and then stood like this, hold?
ing on to the veranda pole;" and he opened
his mouth and one eyo. and twisted up his
hideous countenance into a ghastly imitation
of Bessie's sorrow stricken face, catching hold
of one of the posts that supported tho hut to
assist in the performance.
"So she believed it?"
"Surely."
"Well, we are going there to-morrow."
"So, baas! I kuew that before you told
me."
"We are going there, and we are going to
take the place; and we are going to try Uncle
Silas by court martial for flying an English
flag, and if he is found guilty we are going to
shoot bim, Hendrik."
"So, baas," said the Kaffir, rubbing his
hands in glee; "but will he be found guilty?"
"I don't know," murmured the white man,
stroking his golden beard; "that will depend
upon what missie has to say; and upon the
verdict of the court," he added, by way of an
afterthought
"On the verdict of the court, ha! ha!"
chuckled his wicked satellite. "Ou the ver?
dict of the court, yes! yes! and tho baas
will be president, ha! ha! One needs no
witchcraft to. guess the verdict And if the
court finds Uncle Silas guilty, who will do
the shooting, baas?"
"I have not thought of that; the-time has
not come to think of it It does not matter;
anybody can carryout the sentence of the
law."
"Baas," said the Kaffir, "I have done much
for you and had little pay. I have done ugly
tilings. I have read omens and mado modi
eines, and 'smelt out' yoau* enemies. Will
you grant me a favor? Will you let me shoot
Om Croft if the court finds him guilty? lt is
not much to ask, baas. I am a clever wiz
zarxL and deserve my pay."
"Why do you want to shoot him?"
"Because he flogged me once, years ago,
for being a witch doctor, and the other day
he hunted mo off tho place. Besides, it is so
nice to shoot a white man. I should like it
better," he went on, with a smack of the lips,
"if it were missie, who set the dog on me. I
would"
In a moment Frank Muller had the aston?
ished ruffian by the throat and was kicking
and shaking bim as though lie were a toy.
His brutal talk of Bessie had appealed to such
manliness as he had in him, and, whatever his
own wickedness may have been, he was too
madly in love with the woman to let her name
be taken in vain by a man whom, though he
held his "magic" in superstitious reverence,
he yet ranked lower than a dog. "With his
nerves strung to the highest possible state of
tension, mid half drunk as ho was, Frauk
Muller was no more a person to be played
with or irritated than a mad bulL
"You black beast!" he yelled, "if you ever
dare to mention her name again liko that I
will kill you, for all your witchcraft," and he
hurled bim'with such force up against the
wall of the hut that tho whole place shook.
The man fell, lay for a moment groaning and
then crept from thc hut on his hands and
knees.
Muller sat scowling from under his bent
brows and watched him ga When he was
gone he rose and fastened the door behind
him, and then suddenly burst info-tears; tho
result, no doubt, of the mingled effects of the
drink, mental and physical exhaustion and
tho .never resting passion (one can scarcely
call lt love) that ate away at his heart like the
worm that dietu not
"Oh, Bessie, Bessie!" he groaned, "I have
done it all for you. Sure?v you cannot bo
angry wheu I have killed them all for you?
Oh, my darling, my darling! If you only
knew how I love you! Oh, my darliug! my
darling!" and in an agony of passion he flung
himself down on the rough pallet in the
corner of the hut and sobbed himself to sleep.
Somehow Frank Muller's evil doing did not
make him any the happier, thc fact of the
matter being that to enjoy wickedness a man
must be not only without conscience, but also
without passion. Now Frank Muller was
tormented with a very effective substitut? for
the first, superstition, and his life was liter?
ally overshadowed by the last, for the beauty
of a girl possessed the power to dominate his
wildest moods and inflict upon him torments
that she herself was incapable of even imagin?
ing.
At tho first light of dawn Hendrik crept
humbly into tho hut and woke bis master,
and within half an hour they were across the
Vaal and on tho road to Wakkerstroom.
As the light increased-so did Muller's spirits
rise, till at last, when the red sun came up in
glory and swept away the shadows, he felt
as though all tho load of guilt and fear that
lay at his heart had departed with them. He
could see now that the two Boers being lulled
by a flash of lightning was a mere accident
a happy accident, indeed; for had it not been
for that he himself would have had to kill
them, if be could not by any other means
havo got the warrant from them. As it was
he had forgotten the warrant; but it did not
matter much, ho reflected. Nobody would
bo likely to find the bodies of the two men
and horses under the lonely bank there. Cer?
tainly they would not be found until the
aasvogels had picked them clean. They
would be at work upon them by now. And
if they were found it was probable that the
paper would have rotted or blown away, or,
at the worst, bo so discolored as to be unread?
able. For tho rest, there was nothing to con?
nect hil., with the murder, now that the two
accessories were dead. Hendrik would prove
an alibi for him. He was a useful man.
Hendrik. Besides, who would believe that it
was a murder? Two men were escorting an
Englishman to tho river; somehow they be?
came involved in a quarrel ; the Englishman
shot them, and they shot the Englishman and
his companion. Then the horses plunged
into the Vaal and upset the cart, and there
was an end of it He could see now how well
things had gone for him. He was practically
placed beyond suspicion.
And then he fell to thinking of the fruits of
his honest labors, and his check grew warm
with the mounting blood, and his eyes flashed
with the fire of youth. In two days-forty
eight hours-at the outside, Bessie would be
in his arms. Ho could not miscarry now; he
was in absolute command there. Besides,
Hendrik had read it in his omens long ago.
Mooi fontein should bc stormed on tho mor?
row if that were necessary, and Om Silas
Croft and Bessie should lie taken prisoners;
and then he knew how to put on thc screw.
That talk about shooting on thc previous
night had been no idle threat. She should
yield herself to bim or the old man should die,
and then be would take her. There could be
no legal consequences from that now that the
British government was surrendering. It
would be a meritorious act to shoot a rebel
Englishman.
I Yes, it was all plain sailing now. How
long bad it taken him to win her-three
years? He bad loved her for three years.
Well, he would have his reward; and then,
his mind at rest about bis passion, he would
turn it to those far reaching, ambitious
schemes of which tho end was something Uko
a throne.
CHAPTER XXVII.
SILAS IS CONVINCED.
At first Bessie was utterly prostrated by
the blow that bad fallen on her, but as time
went on she revived a little, for hers wa? a
sanguine nature with a great deal of elas?
ticity about it. Troubles sink into thc souls
of some like water into a sponge, and weigh
them down almost to the grave. From others
they runoff os tho water would if poured
upon marble, merely wetting tho surface.
She was neither tho one nor the other of
these, but rather of a substance between the
two-a healthy, happy hearted woman, full
of beauty and vigor, made to bloom in the
sunshine, not to languish in the shadow of
some old grief. Yr omen of her stamp do not
die of broken hearts or condemn themselves
to lifelong celibacy as a sacrifice to the shade
of the departed. If Ko. 1 is unfortunately re?
moved, they, os a general rule, shed many a
tear and suffer many a pang, and after a
decent interval very sensibly turn their at?
tention to No. 2.
Still it was a very pale faced, quiet Bessie
who went to and fro about the place
after the visit of the one eyed ?affr.
All ber irritability bad left her now;
she no longer jumped down ber uncle's
throat about bis having dispatched Jolin
to Pretoria. Indeed, on that very even?
ing after the evil tidings came, he began to
reproach himself bitterly in her presence for
having sent her lover away, when she stopped
him.
"It is God's will, undke," she said, quietly.
"You only did what it was ordained that you
should do." And then she came and laid her
sunny head upon the old man's shoulder and
cried a little, and said that they two were all
alone in the world now; and he comforted
her in the best fashion he could. It was a
curious thing that they neither of them
thought much of Jess when they talked thus
about being alone. Jess was an enigma, a
thing apart even from them. When
she was there she was loved and al?
lowed to go her own way; wben she was
not there she seemed to fade into
outer darkness. A wall came down between
her and her belongings. Of course they were
both very fond of her, but simple natured
people are apt to shrink involuntarily from
what they cannot understand, and these two
were no exception. For instance, Bessie's
affection for her sister was a poor thing com?
pared to thc deep and self sacrificing, though
often secret, love that her sister showered
upon her. She loved her old uncle far more
dearly than she did Jess, and it must l>e
owned that he returned the compliment with
interest, and in those days of heavy trouble
they drew nearer to each other even than be?
fore.
But as time went on they both began to
hope again. No further news of John's death
reached them. Was it not possible, after all,
that the whole story was an invention? They
knew that Frank Muller was not a man to
hesitate at a lie if be had a purpose to gain,
and they could guess in this case what the
purposo was. His furious passion for Bessie
waa no secret to either of them, and it
struck them as at least possible that the tale
of John's death might have been invented to
forward it. It was not probable, moro es?
pecially as he was not present to urge his suit,
but it was possible, and however cruel sus?
pense may be, it is at least less absolutely
crushing than the dead weight of certaintj*.
Oa Sunday-it was just a week after the
letter came-Bessie was sitting after dinner
on the veranda, when her quick ears caught
what she took to be the Ixwming of heavy
guns far away on the Drakensberg. She
rose, and, leaving the house, climbed tho hill
behind it. On reaching the top she stood
and looked at the great solemn stretch of
mountains. Away, a little to her right, was
a square, precipitous peak called Majuba,
which was generally clothed in clouds. To?
day, however, there was no mist, and it
seemed to ber that it was from the direction
of this peak that the faint rolling sounds
came floating on the breeze. But she could
see nothing; the mountain seemed os tenant
less and devoid of life as the day when it first
towered up upon the face of things created.
Presently the sound died away, and she re?
turned, thinking that sho must have been de?
ceived by the echoes of some distant thunder
storm.
Next day they learned from the natives
that what she had heard was the sound of the
big guns covering the flight of tho British
troops down the precipitous sides of Majuba
mountain. After this old Silos Croft began
to lose heart a little The run of disaster
was so unrelieved that even his robust faith
in the invincibility of the English arms was
shaken.
"It is very strange, Bessie,"' he said, "very
strange; but never mind, it is bound to come
right at last. Our government is not going
to knock under because they have suffered a
few reverses."
Then came a long four weeks of uncer?
tainty. The air was thick with rumors, most
of them brought by natives, one or two by
passing Boers, to which, however, Silas Croft
declined to pay any attention. Soon it be?
came abundantly clear, however, that an
armistice was concluded between the English
and the Boers, but what were its terms or its
object they were quite unable to decide. Silas
Croft thought that the Boers, overawed by
the advance of an overwhelming force, meant
to give in without further fighting; but Bessie
shook her head.
One day-it was the same on which John
and Jess had left Pretoria-a Kaffir brought
news that the armistice was at an end, that
thc English were advancing up to the Nek in
thousands and were going to force it ow the
morrow and relieve the garrisons-a piece of
intelligence that brought some of the old
light back to Bessie's eyes. As for her uncle,
he was jubilant.
"The tide is going to turn at lost, my love,"
he said, "and we shall have our innings. Well,
it is time we should, after all tho shame and
loss and agony of mind we havo gone
through. Upon my word, for tho last two
months I have been ashamed to call myself
an Englishman. However, there is an end of
it now. I knew that they would never give
in and desert us," and the old man straight?
ened his crooked back and slapped bis chest
and looked os proud and gallant as though he
wero 25 instead of 70.
The rest of that day passed without any
further nows, and so did the following two,
but on the next, which was March 23, tho
storm broke.
About ll o'clock in the forenoon Bessie was
employed upon her household duties as usual,
or rather she had just finished them. Her
uncle had returned from making his after
breakfast round upon tho farm ami was
standing in the sitting room, his broad felt
bat in ono hand and a red pocket handker?
chief in the other, with which be^ms ppiish
ing his bald head, while he chatted to Bessie
through tho Open door.
"No news of the advance, Bessie dear?"
"No, uncle," shu replied, with a sigh, mid
her blue eyes filling with tears, for she was
thinking of one of whom there was also no
news.
"Well, never mind. Tbcso things take n.
little time, especially with our soldiers, who
move so slowly. I dare say that then; was
some delay waiting for guns or ammunition
or something. I expect that wc shall hear
something by to-night"
He got a?; far ns this, when suddenly tho fig?
uro of Jantjo appeared, flying up the passage
in thc extremity of terror and haste.
"Dc Boorcn, baas, dc Booroo !" (Tho Boers,
master, the Boers) ho shouted. "The Boers J
aie coming with a wngon, twenty of then? or
more, with Frank Muller at then head on j
his Mack hors?, and liana Coetzce. and the
wizard with one oyo with him. I was hiding j
behind a tree St the end of the avenue, and I
saw them coming over tho rise. They aro J
going to take the place," and, without waiting j
to givo any further explanations, ho slipped
through the house and hid himself np some?
where at the back out of the way, for .Iantje,
like most Hottentots, was a sad coward.
Tho old man'stopped rubbing^bis head and j
staied at Bessie, who was standing pale and
trembling in the doorway. Just then he
beard thc patter of running feet ou the drive
outside, abd looked out df tb* window,
was caused by the passing of some half dc
Kaffirs who were working on the place,
who, on catching .sight of the Boers,
promptly thrown down their toola and w
flying to tho hills. Even as they passel
shot was fired somewhere from tho direcl
of the avenue, and the last of the Kaffir
lad of about twelve, suddenly threw up
bands and pitched forward on his face, v
a bullet betweenhis shoulderblades.
Bessie heard the shout of "Good shot, g
shot I" and the brutal laughter that gree
his fall, and the tramping of the horses
they came up the drive.
"Oh, uncle 1" she said, "what shall wo d
The old man made no answer at the J
ment, but going to a rack upon the w
reached down a Westley-Richards fall
block rifle that hung there. Then he
down in a wooden arm chair that faced
French window opening on the veranda,/
beckontd to her to come to hun.
"We will meet them so," he said. "Tl
shall see that we are not afraid of thc
Don't be frightened, dear, they will not d
to barm ns; they will be afraid of tho cot
quences of harming English people."
The words were scarcely out of his moi
when the cavalcade began to appeal- in fri
of the window, led, os Jant jo had said,
Frank Mulleron his black horse, accompan
by Hans Coetzee on the fat pony and the}
lainous looking Hendrik mounted on a noni
. script sort of animal, and carrying a gun a
an assegai in his band. Behind these wen
body of about fifteen or sixteen armed mi
among whom Silas Croft recognized most
his neighbors, by whose sido he had lived 3
years in peace and amity.
Opposite the house they stopped and beg
looking about. They could not see into 1
room at once on account of tho bright lig
outside and the shadow within.
"I fancy you will find the birds flo\i
nephew," said the fat voice of Hans Coetzi
"They have got warning of your little visi
"They cannot be far," answered Mutter,
have had them watched, and know that th
have not left the place. Get down, une
and look in the house, and you too, Hendril
The Kaffir obeyed with alacrity, tumbli
out of his saddle with all the grace of a sa
of coals, but the Boer hesitated.
"Uncle Silas is an angry man," he venture
"be might shoot if he found me poking abo
his house."
"Don't answer me!" thundered Muller; "g
down and do as I bid you!"
"Ah, what a devil of a man!" murmur
thq^infortunate-Hans as he hurried to obe
Meanwhile Hendrik the one eyed h.
jumped upon the veranda and was peen;
through tho windows.
"Here they are, baas; here they arc!"
sang out; "tho old cock and the pullet, toe
and he gave a kick to tho window, which, I
ing unlatched, swung wide open, revealii
the old man sitting there in his wooden arl
chair with Bessie standing at his side, his ri
on his knees, and holding his fair haired nie
by the band. Frank Muller dismounted ai
came on to the veranda, and behind hi
crowded up a dozen or more of his followei
"What is it that you wont, Frank Molk
that you come to my house with all the
arnifd men?' asked Silas Croft from 1
chair.
"I call upon you, Silas Croft, to surrender
take your trial as a land betrayer and a rel
against the republic," was thc answer. "I a
sorry," he added, with a bow toward Bessi
on whom his eyes had been fixed all the tim
"to be obliged to take you prisoner in tl
presence of a lady, but my duty gives mo i
choice."
"i do not know what you mean," said tl
old man. "I am a subject of Queeii Victor
and an Englishman. How then, can I reb
against any republic? I am an Englishma
I say," he went on with rising anger, speakir
so high that his powerful voice rang uni
every Boer there could hear it, "and I a
knowledge the authority of no repu
lies. This is my house, and I order ye
to leavo it I claim my rights as an Englisl
man"
"Here," interrupted Muller, coldly, "Enj
lishmcn have no rights, except such as v
choose to allow them."
"Shoot bimi" cried a voice.
"Treat him as Buskes treated Van der Li
den at Potchefstrooin!" cried another.
"Yes, make him swallow the same pill thi
we gave to Dr. Barber," put in a third.
"Silas Croft, are you going to surrender
asked Muller, in the same cold voice.
"No!" thundered the old man in his Engli?
pride. *T surrender to no re tels in ara
- against the queen. I will shoot the first ma
who tries to lay a finger on me!" and he roi
to his feet and lifted bis rifle.
"Shall I shoot him. baas?-shall I shoe
him?" asked the one eyed Hendrik, smackin
his lips at the thought, and fiddling with tb
rusty lock of the old fowling piece he carnee
Muller, by way of answer, struck bil
across the face with the back of his bane
"Hans Coetzee," ho said, "go and arrest thc
man."
Poor Hans hesitated, as well he might
Nature had not endowed bini with any grec
amount of natuial courage, and the sight c
his old neighbor's rifle barrel made him fd
positively sick. He hesitated and began t
stammer excuses.
"Aro you going, uncle, or must I denounc
you to the general as a sympathizer wit
Englishmen?" asked Muller, in medico, for b
knew tho old fellow's weaknesses and cow
ardice, and was playing on them.
*i am going. Of course I am goinp
nephew. Exc?seme; a little faintness too
me-the heat of the sun," he babbled. "Ol:
yes, I am going to seize tho rebel. Perhap
one of those young men would not mind er
gaging his attention on thc other side. Ile i
an angry man-I know him of old-nnd ai
angry man with a gun, you know, dca
nephew"
* "Aro you go?ngr said his terriblo maste
once more.
"Oh, yes! certainly yes. Dear Uncle Siles
pray put down that gun. it is so dangerous
Don't stand there looking like a wild ox, bu
como up to tho yoke. You ore old, Unc??
Silos, and I don't want to havo to burt you
Como now, como, come," and he heh! out hi
hand toward him as though he wero a sbj
horse that ho was endeavoring to l>eguile.
"Hans Coetzee, traitor and liar that 3*01
are," said the old man, "if you como n stej
nearer, by Cod! I will put a bullet througl
you!"
j "Go on, Hons; chuck a reim over his head
get him by the tail; knock him down with 1
yokeske?; turn the old bull on his kick:1
shouted the crowd of scoffers from tho win
! dow, taking very coed caro, however, to deal
Ol? to tho right and left in order to leave roon
for thc expected bullet.
Hans positively burst into tears, and Mu!
; 1er, who was tho only one who held lui
ground, caught him by the arm, and. put
' ting out all his strength, swung him toward
I Silas Croft
I For reasons of his own ho was anxious thai
I the latter should shoot ono of them, and he
chose Hans Coetzee, whom he disliked und
despised, for the sacrifice.
Up went thc rille, and at that moment Bos?
sier, who had I ?cen standing bewildered1, mad?;
a ?lash at it, knowing that Woodshed could
only make-mutters worse. As she did so it
exploded, but not heforc she had shaken her
uncle's arm, Tor instead bf killing Hans, as it
undoubtedly would otherwise have done, the
bullet only cut his ear and then passed out
through tho open window place. lu an in?
stant the room was filled with smoke. lian.*
Coetzee clapped his hand to his head, and
commenced to yell with pain and terror, end
ia tho confusion that ensued three or four
men, braded hythe Kaffir Hendrik, ru>hcd
into the room and sprang upon KU;.s "( 'r< -ft,
who had retreated to thc wall and was squid?
ing with his back agaimt it, his ride, which
he had clubbed in both his hands, raised
above his hoad.
When his assailants got close to him they
hesitated, for, aged and bent as he was, the
old mon looked like mischief. He stood thors
like a lion and swung tho rifle stork nl>ouL.
Presently ono of tho men struck at him and
missel him, but before he could retreat Silas
brought down tho stock of bis rille ou his
head and down he went liko an ox beneath a
poleax. Then they closed 011 him, but for
a while ho k^pt them off, knocking down ;V.i
Otber man in his efTorts. As bc diel so'the
witch doctor; Hendrik, who had been watch?
ing for his opportunity, brought down tho
barrel of his old fowling piece upon Silas'
bald hc:ul and felled him. Fortunately the
blow was not a very heavy one or it would
bave caved his skull in. As-it was it only
cut bis hcr.d open and knocked him down.
AS SHE DID SO IT EXPLODED.
Thereon the whole mass of Boers, with the
j exception of Maller, who was standing
! watching, seeing that he was now defenseless,
j fell upon him and would have kicked him to
death had not Bessie precipitated herself upon
i him with a cry and thrown her arms about
i him to protect him.
Then Frank Muller interfered, fearing lest
: she should bc hurt. Plunging iuto the fray
i with a curse, ho exercised his great strength,
throwing the men this way and that Uko
ninepins and finally dragging Silas to his feet
again.
"Come!" he shouted, "take him out of this;"
mid accordingly, with taunts and obloquy,
the poor old man, whose fringe of white locks
was red with hood, was kicked and dragged
and pushed on to tho veranda, then off it on
to the drive, where ho fell over tho body of
the murdered Kaffir boy, and finally hauled
up to tho open space by the flagstaff, on which
the Union Jack, that he had planted there
some two months before, still waved bravely
in the breeze. Here he sank down upon the
grass, his back against the flagstaff, and asked
faintly for some water. Bessie, who was
weeping bitterly, and whose heart felt os
though it were bursting with anguish and In?
dignation, pushed her way through the men,
and, running to the house, got some in a glass
and brought it to him. One of the brutes
tried to knock it out of her hand, but she
avoided him and gave it to her uncle, who
drank it greedily.
"Thank you, love, thank you," he said;'*
"don't bo frightened, I ain't much hurt. Ah!
if only John had been here, and wo had had
an hour's notice, wo would have held the
place against them all."
Meanwhilo one of the Boers, getting on the
shoulders of another, had succeeded in un?
tying tho cord on which the Union Jack was
bent and hauling it down. Then they re?
versed it and hoisted it h.*.' mast high, and
began to cheerier the republic.
"Perhaps Uncle Silas does not know that wo
arc a republic again now," said one of tho
men, a near neighbor of his own, in mockery.
"What do you mean by a republic?" asked
tho old man. "Tho Transvaal is a British
colony."
There was a hoot of derision at this. "The
English government has surrendered," said
the same man "Thc country is given up, and'
the British are to evacuate it in six months."
"It is a lie!" said Silas, springing to his feet,
"a cowardly lie! Whoever says that the
English have given up tho country to a few
thousand blackguards like you, and deserted
its subjects and the loy als and the natives, is
a liar-a liar from hell!"
There was another howl of mockery at this
outburst, and when it had subsided Frank
Muller stepped forward.
"It is no'lie, Silas Croft," ho said; "and the
cowards are not we Boers, who have beaten
you again and again, but your soldiers, who'
have done nothing but run away, and your
government, that follows tho example of
your soldiers. . Look here"--and ho took a
paper out of his pocket-1'you know that sig?
nature, I suppose; it is one of tho trium?
virate. Listen to what be says," and he read*
aloud:
"WELL BELOVED HEER MULLER-This is
to inform you that, by the strength of our
arras fightiug for the right and freedom, a?'cT
also by the cowardice of the British govern?
ment, generals and soldiers, we have by the
will of the Almighty concluded this day a
glorious peace with the enemy. The British
government surrenders nearly everything ex?
cept in the name. The republic is to be re?
established, and the soldiers who are left will
leave the land within six months. Make this
known to every one, and forget not to thank
God for our glorious victories."
The Boors shouted aloud, as well they
might, and Bessie wrung her hands. As for
the old man, he leaned against tho flagstaff^
and his gory head sank upon his breast os
though he were about to faint. Then sud?
denly he lifted it, and, with clinched and
quivering fists held high in tho air, broke out
into such a torrent Of blasphemy and cursing .
that even the Boers fell back for a moment,
dismayed into silence by the force of the fury
wrung from his utter-humiliation.-. ~.
It was an appalling sight to see this good
and God fearing old man, his face bruised, his
gray hairs dabbled with blood and his clothes
nearry rent from his bod}', stamp and reel to
and fro, blaspheming his Maker and thc day
that he was born; hurling execrations at his
beloved country and thc name of Englishman
and tho government that had deserted him,
till at last nature gave out, and he fell in a
flt, there, in the very shadow of his dishonored
flag.
[TO CE CONTESTED.!
Jury Law.
For the information of jurors who
do not wish to be locked up all night
in the jury room when lhere is no
possibility of an agreement we pub?
lish Section 2,268 of the General
Statutes which contains the law on
the subject. A jury cannot be sent
back to the jury room more than
twice without their consent unless
they ask "further explanation of the
law." Section 2,263 reads as fol?
lows : "When a jury, after due and
thorough deliberation upon any cause,
return into Court, without having
agreed upon a verdict, the Court may
stale anew the evidence, or any part
of it, and explain to them anew the
law applicable to the case, and may
send them out for further delibera?
tion ; but if they return a second
time without having agreed upon a
verdict, they shall not be sent out
again without their own consent, un?
less they shall ask from the Court
some further explanation of the law.
The Next Senate.
A few days ago tlic Legislature of
New Hampshire elected Hon. \V. E.
Chandler United Stales Senator vice
Vr Pike, deceased. This completes
the Scnatoiial list of the incoming
Congress. Thc new roll shows thirty
seven Democrats and thirty-nine Re?
publicans. Three ex-Senators and
three ex Congressmen, members of
the last House, appear among the
elect. Florida, Indiana, New Jer?
sey. Tennessee and West Virginia
contribute new men-Democrats,
and Minnesota, Michigan and Penn?
sylvania send new mee-Republicans.
- -?>?? ---
Thc principals of the late wheat clioue
arc estimated losers io the extent cf ?
?4,000,000 to $5,000,000. Their fol?
lowers and tools arc losers to fully the
samo amouct. It is roughly calculated
that the. collapse in Chicago represents
about $10,000,000 to all concerned ou
thc losing side.
Our State Contem'poranesV
Williamsburg Record.
\Ve see it stated that Maj', j. B..
White, of Marion, bas been engaged,
by some of the citizens interested to
make a garvey of the territory to be in?
cluded ia thc contemplated new county
which it is proposed to make put of
portions of Darlington, Marion, and
Williamsburg, and we believe, some of
Clarendon County. Florence is to be
the county seat, if the project ie success?
ful. Where the boundaries of this, new
county are lo be located we are in igno?
rance ; and how much of the territory
of Williamsburg is wanted to assist ia
makiug up the legal requirement, of
square miles necessary to form a county,
would interest many of our readers. As
soon as the survey is made we will en?
deavor to .find out and inform them.
We have seen a cotton bloom which
was plucked from the plantation of Mr.
N. T. Pittman, at (xourdin's, the* 10th
inst. This is the earliest bloom we
have seen or heard of this season.
The Long and Short of lt.
Abbeville Press and Banner.
We had the pleasure of a call yester?
day from Mr. J. D. Alewine, school
trustee of Diamond Hill township. He
says that the township had $900 of pub?
lic school money in 1886, and in that
year the schools were kept open for
only four months. In 1887 tho town?
ship had but $800, but by a reduction
of teachers' salaries the trustees have
been able to keep the schools open in
1887 for six months, and no teacher
has quit tlie service because of that rt'
duction in salary.
This, we think, is a practical demon?
stration of the good results of the appli?
cation of plain common sens? to the
schools. Let the good work go on. A
further reduction in salaries, and a far?
ther extension of the school term is pos?
sible. If ?18 a month is paid next
year the children will be gainers. The
price of teaching in the 'old field
schools' before the war was five cents a
day, when paid by the Government,
but parents ordinarily promised and
paid a dollar a month Tor each child.
* 'And Thou, Br?tus."
Mr. Leitch, the evangelist, who came
to Abbeville only a few days ago for the
ostensible purpose of converting sinners,
preaching chiristian lov? lipid good will
among men, has felt calleo! upon to
speak from the Church' altar of the edi?
tors in this town ia' a manner for which
our Saviour furnishes no precedent, and
now comes Judge Aldrich who, in his
official capacity, m?kes au irrelevant
tirade against the press of the State,
while failing himself to devote any con?
siderable time in delivering a legitimate
and proper charge to the jury of this
court;
Greenville News.
It will be a comfort to the southern
farmer as he breaks his back in the cot?
ton field this. Summer to reflect that
Miss Studebaker, daughter of the man
who makes the wagon, the farmer sends
his money io ?nio for, is in Europe on
a bridal tour with an outfit costing
75,000 of the dollars dug out of the
Southern fields so painfully. If this
money bad been spent with the home
manufacturer we would all get some of
it back. As it is, we do not even have
the pleasure of seeing the girl it
dresses.
Barnwell People.
The ?dg?fleld Chronicle says that
Capt. Ben Tillman milks 17 cows.
No wonder that he is disgruntled at
the hardships of the farmers lot.
Manning Times.
Mr. Scott Harvin bas just finished
burning a kiln beyond his mill, con?
taining 247,000 brick, and is making
another quite as large.
The State House Muddle.
e Neic s and Courier.
The charges that have been made in
respect to the quality of the work upon
the State House at Columbia, and the
manner in which the contracts have
been awarded, are of so serious a nature
that they should be fully investigated.
If the charges are not well founded, so
much the better for the reputation of all
concerned; if they are true, vigorous
steps should be taken to remedy the
evils complained of. If the State
House Commission will not make the
necessary investigation, the Legislature
should provide for an investigation, as
Mr. Niernsee suggests, 'calling for per?
sons and papers under oath.' If it
shall then appear that 'the State House
muddle' is only a quarrel among rival
contractors, the charges will fall to the
ground and everybody will be set right.
Columbia Re g ister.
The Methodist brethren are having a
hot time over the 'holiness' movement,
and from present appearances a schism
io the South Carolina mctnbersbig is
unlikely. Editor Cirkland of the
Southern Christian Advocate bas
opened with his Gatling guns on the
religious enthusiasts as well as on the
unlicensed, so called evangelists, and
things are looking lively all along the
line.
Chester Bulletin.
Mr. F. II. Barber, president of the
Fishing Creek Manufacturing Company,
notified last week those operatives of
the fictory connected with the Knights
of Labor, to quit work at once. Quite
a number of the operatives belonged to
the Knights of Labor and a plan had
been concocted to go on a strike July
the 4th. As soon as the hands received
the notice from President Barber, 42
quit work. There are still a sufficient
uumber of operatives tc run the factory
until Mr. Barber can get other opera?
tives to take the places of these who
abandoned work.
A Kew LaW.
Abbeville Meditan.
Tho Supreme Court bas decided that,
in order to remove the trial cf a case
from ono trial justice to another, an
affidavit must be made petting forth the
grounds of belief why the party cannot
obtain a fair trial.. In consequence of
this decision an affidavit was recently
made before a trial justice of this coun?
ty, assigning as a reason why the party
did not believe he could get a fair trial/
. that the justice was completely tinder,
coi roi pf thc prosecutor, would seek
his co. lotion regardless of the law and
the evidence, and that the said prosef
cutor, in his ambition, to be known ail
?the hero of prohibition in the vicinity,;
:woo!dusebis influence over the trial
justice to the great dancer of deponent^
rightp as? liberties. We don't- think
the Supreme Couri has properly con
iStruect the law. At any rate both the
person mating .the affidavit and the
trial justice are placed in a 7ery un
pleasant dilemma.
Keotcee Churkr.
Berkeley county ie in tronble ?ter
the liquor qsestyin. Under the gener?
al State law no license could be granted
for, the sale of ltquoVputsidc'of incorpick1
rated towns and cities. In i$86 an
Act was passed authorizing the County
Commissioners of Beaufort and Berke*,
icy counties to isine^ licenses- :: At the,
present ?cV?rt of Sessions for Berfefej/
J. E. Carter was convicted, of selling
liquor without a T?cense. On cenfence
. day bis counsel mac? a motion in ar?
rest cf judgment, on the ground that
the Act of ?886" repealed the o?d law
both as to the granting cf license and
the penalty for selling without license,
judge Fraser overruled the motion, OD
.the ground that the Act of 1886" did ?o* ,
repeal the old law in its entirety, but
only so far. as the later Act was incon?
sistent with {?e former Act. That the
Act of 1886 repealed the old law in so
far as the latter prohibited the licensing
of the sale of licfuor by the County Com?
missioners, but did not affect the penal?
ty imposed by the old. law for selling
without a license. The offence in this
case had been committed prior to tho
passage of the ?ei of 1886, bat this
; could not affect the case, since if the
old law bad been repealed in toto, the
Judge could have imposed no penalty.
' The Gazette thinks this decision will
stop the promiscu?os sale of whiskey in
Berkeley without license.
.Laurens Advertiser.
Greenville proposes to give a grand
agricultural picnic at an early day: .
Capt. Tillman and several distinguished
agriculturalists' form Georgia will make
addresses.
i Two faf pets eloped from the poor
house in Charlotte last week. The
bride was 68 years of age and the
groom had celebrated the 84th anniver?
sary of his natal day. Surely this
couple were quartered in the wrong
state institution. The asylum fot the
insane should give them a home.
The largest mortgage ?v?r recorded
in this county was spread npon the
books on the 9th inst. It is given by the
Port Royal and Western Carolina Ball?
way company to the Central Trost Co.,
of New York, and is given "to secare
the payment of Two billion Five Hun- ;
dred Thousand Dollars. It covers ali
of the property. of the Georgia Central
in this State.
The prohibition executif e committee,
having secured about the requisite num?
ber of signatures for submitting the
Act, propose to open an active cam?
paign' in a few weeks. The farmers
will tben: nave gotten through the
busiest part of their working season and
will have better opportunities for at*
tening the varions meetings for disctiss
. ing the questions connected witt jurotti*
bkion. ^ w
Confederate Flags Not to Be
Returned.
Geo. Tuttle, the commander, of the
Grand Army of the Republic of Iowaj
asked Gov. Iiarf?be? to protest against
the proposed return of the Confederate ii
battle flags held by the war department .
to the States from .which the troops' car?
ry ing them came.. Gov. Larrabee'for
warded the protest and sard be would,
if possible; take iegal, method's to pre?
vent the return. Commander Fair?
child, commander in chief of the G. A..
R., in a speech before Hamilton post in
Ilew York, said : *>?ay God palsy the
hand that wrote the order ; ciay God
palsy the brain that conceived it, and
may God palsy the tongue that directed
it: .
He asked : 'How can the present
loyal governors of the Southern States
accept emblems of treason after their
professions of loyalty to the Union?
Must they not return them to the secre?
tary of war and say that they have noth?
ing to do with tho Sags, as the rebel
organizations are extinct V
The G. A. R. posts expressed much
indignation that the trophies won with
so much blood and courage should be
sent back, and virtually surrendered.
Co Thursday the Presideot counter?
manded his" order in the following letter.
E??CCTIVE MANSION.
WASHISG?ON, D. C, June 16,*87.
To the Secretary of War :
t have to-day considered with more
care than wben the subject was orally
presented me the action of your depart?
ment, directing letters to be addressed
to the governors of all States offering to
return, if desired, to the ?egal States
the Union flags captured in the W3r of
thc rebellion by the Confederate force?,
and afterwards recovered by govern^
ment troops, and to thc Confederate
States tne flags captured bf the Union
forces, all of which for many years have
been packed in boxes and stored in thc
cellar and attic of thc war department.
I am of the opinion that the retnrn of
these flags in the manner thus contem?
plated is not authorised by existing law,
and not justified as au executive ?ct. \
request, therefore, that no further steps
bc taken lu the matter e?ccpt to exam-*
inc and inventory these flags and aiopt
proper measures for their preservation
Any direction as to thc ?nai disposition
of them should originate with Congress.
"Sours trnly,
GHOVER CLEVELAND.
I- *+"^mm
Severe shocks of earthquake have oc?
curred in Vernome, in Turkestan.
The town was almost entirely destroyed.
One hundred aud -twenty persons were
killed and 125 injured. Among the
latter is Gen. Friede, Governor rf thc
province of Semirctchinsk. Shocks
j still continue to be felt at intervals.
I The inhabitants of thc town are panic?
j stricken, and have fled for safety to the
open country.