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YORKVILLE ENQUIRER. ISStTED TWIOE-A.-WBEK?WEDNESDAY AST3D FRIDAY. i. m. GRIST ft SONS, Publisher.. } % 4[amitg guars jagcr: 4orpromotion of thij lolitigal, ^ogiat, ^jriqulltipt and femnt?;rial Jnferests of thi; jSouth. {^ANCE' "VOLUME 42. YOBKVILLE, S. C., FRIDAY, APRIL 10, 1896. NUMBER 3Q. " . TIE MM OF WAR. By JOEL CHANDLER HARRIS. (Copyright, 1805, by the Author.] CHAPTER IV. COMMERCE AND SENTIMENT. v "Upon mysowl," said O'Halloran, as he and Captain Somerville went forward, the big Irishman leading the way, '"I'm afeard I'm tollin ye into a trap." "How?" aaked tbe captain. "Why, there's three of the Johnnies comin, sor, an the onld man an tbe gnrv . rnl make five." "Halt!" said tbe captain, using the word by force of habit The two pansed, and the captain took in the situation at a glance. Then he turned to the big Irishman, with a queer look on his face. "What is it, sor?" "I'm in for it now. That is my father yonder, and the young lady is my BlOICl. ^ "Thediwle an Tom Walker!" exclaimed O'Halloran. " 'Tis quite a family rayunion, sor." "I don't Imow whether to make myself known or not What could have possessed them to stay here? I'll see whether they know me." As they went forward the captain plucked O'Halloran by the sleeve. "I'll be shot if the Johnny with his arm in the sling isn't my * brother." "Iwas expectin it, sor," said the big Irishman, giving matters a humorous turn. "Soon the cousins will be poppin out from under the bushes." By this time the two were near enough to the approaching Confederates to carry on a conversation by lifting their voices a little. "Hello, Johnny," said O'Halloran. "Hello, Yank," replied Kilpatrick. "What's the countersign, Johnny?" "Tobacco. What is it on your side, Yank?" "Tay an coffee, Johnny." "You are mighty right," Kilpatrick exclaimed. "Stack your arms agin a tree." "The same to ye," saw u nauoran. The Irishman, using his foot as a broom, cleared the dead leaves and twigs from a little space of ground, where he deposited bis bundle, and Kilpatrick did the same. John Fambrougb, the wound ed Confederate, went forward to greet , his father and sister, and Lieutenant Clopton went with him. The squire was not in a good humor. "I tell you what, John," he said to his son, "I don't like to be harborin nary side. It's agin my principles. I don't like this colloguin an palaverin betwixt folks that ought to be by good rights a-knockin one another on the head. If they want to collogue an palaver why don't they go som'ers else?" The squire's son tried to explain, but the old gentleman hooted at the explanation. "Come on, Julel Let's go an see what they're up to." As they approached, the Irishman glanced at Captain Somerville, and saw that he had turned away, cap in hand, to hide bis emotion. "Ye're just in time," the Irishman said to.Squire Fambrough in a bantering tone, "to'watch the continding armies. This mite of a Johnny will swindle the government if I don't kape me - eye on him." "Is this what yon call war?" the 6quire inquired sarcastically. "Who axed you to come trespassin on my land?" "Oh, we'll put the leaves l.ick where we found them," said Kilpatrick, "if we have to git a furlough." "Right ye are!" said the Irishman. * "It is just a little trading frolio among the boys." Captain Somerville turned to the old man with a courteous bow. "They will do no harm. I'll answer for that." "Well, I'll tell you how I feel about it!" Squire Fambrough exclaimed with some warmth. "I'm in here betwixt the hostiles. They ain't nobody here but me an my daughter. We- don't pester anybody, aD we don't want nooody to pester us. One of my sons is in the Union army, I hear tell, an the other is in the Confederate army when he ain't in the hospital. These boys, you see, found their old daddy a-straddle of the fence, an one clomb down one leg on the Union side, an t'other one clomb down t'other leg on the Confederate side." "That is what I call an interesting situation," said the captain, drawing a long breath. "Perhaps I have seen your Union sou." "Maybe so, maybe so," assented the squire. "Perhaps you have seen him yourself since the war began?' Before the 6quire could make any reply Julia rushed at the captain and threw her arms around his neck, crying, "Oh, brother George, I know you!" The squire seemed to be dazed by this discovery. He went toward the captain slowly. The tears streamed down his face and the hand he held out trembled. "George," he exclaimed, "God A'mighty knows I'm glad to see you!" O'Halloran and Kilpatrick had paused in the midst of their traffic to watch this scene, but when they saw the gray* haired old man crying and hugging his son and the young girl clinging to the two they were confused. O'Halloran turned and kicked his bundles. "Take all the tay an coffee, ye bloody booger! Just give me a pipeful of the weed." Kilpatrick shook his fist at the big Irishman. "Take the darned tobacco, you red mouthed Mickey ! What do I want with your tea and coffee?" Then both started to ?0 a little way into the woods, Lieutenant Clopton following. The captain would have called them back, but they wouldn't accept the invitation. "We are just tnmin our backs, sor, while ye hold a family orgy," said G'Halloran. "Meanthis measly Johnny will Just gc on an oomplate the transaction of swappin." At this moment Tuck reappeared on the scene. Seeing his young master, he stopped still and looked at him, and then broke out into Icrad complaints. ""Marse Dave Henry, whar de namer .goodness you been? You better come read dish yer letter wl!at yo' ma writes you. I'm gwine tell mistise she come mighty nigh losin a likely nigger, an aV.o'll -rob-o vrm rvr?r de r rials. mnn. " "Why, howdy, Tuck?" exclaimed Lieutenant Clapton. "Ain't yon glad to .see toe?" "Yasser, I speck I is." The negro spoke in a qnernlous and somewhat doubtful tone, as he produced a letter Iroan the lining of his bat "Bat I'd 'a' been a heap gladder ef I hadn't mighty nigh trapsed all de gladness ont'n me." Yoang Clopton took the letter and read it, with a smile on his lips and a dimness in bis eyes. The negro, left to himself, had his attention attracted by the coffee and tobacco lying exposed on the ground. He looked at the display, scratching his head. "Boss, is dat sho' nuff coffee?" . ''It is that same," said O'Halloran. "De ginnywine old time coffee?" insisted the negro. " "lis norma else, sminn neaa. " "Mars* Dave Henry," the negro yelled. "run hereon look at dish yere ginnywine coffee. Dey's nuff ooffee dar for ter make mistisa happy de balance er ber days. Some don* spill out!" he exclaimed. "Boss, kin I have dem what's on de grcun?" "Take 'era," said O'Halloran, "an much good may they do ye." "One, two, tb'ee, fo\ fi', sick, sev'n." The negro connted the grains as he picked them np. "Oh, Marae Dave Henry. ran bere an look! I got sev'n grains er ginnywine coffee. I'm gwine take on ter mistisa." The Irishman regarded the negro with curiosity. Then taking the dead J J ^ "We arc Just turntn our backs, sor." braDcb of a tree he drew a line several yards in length between himself and KilpatTick. "D'ye see that line there?" he said to the negro. "Dat ar mark? Oh, yasser, I sees de mark." "Very well. On that side of the lice ye are in slavery?on this side the line ye are free." "Who? Me?" "Who else but ye?" "I been hear talk er freedom, but I ain't seed 'er yit, an I dunuer how she feel." The negro scratched his head and grinned expectantly. " 'Tis as I tell ye," said the Irishman. "I b'liove I'll step 'cross an see how she feel." The negro stepped over the line and walked on and down as if to test the matter physically. " 'Tain't needer uo hotter uer uo colder on dis side dan what 'tis on dat," he remarked. Then he cried out to his young master: "Look at me, Marse Dave Henry. I'm free now." "All right." The young man waved his hand without taking his eyes from the letter he was reading. "He take it mos' too easy fer ter^uit me," said the negro. Then he called out to his young master ugain: "Oh, Marse Dave Henry I Don't you tell mistiss dat I been free, kaze she'll take a bresh broom an run me off'n de place when I go back home." CHAPTER V. . THE CURTAIN FALLS. Squire Fambrough insisted that his son should go to the house and look it over for the sake of old times, and young Clopton went along to keep Miss Julia company. O'Halloran, Kilpatrick and the neg'D staid whore they were ?the white men smoking their pipes and the negro chewing the first "mannyfac" tobacco he had seen in many a day. The others were not gone long. As they came back a courier was seen riding through the woods at breakneck speed, going from the Union lines to those of the Confederates and carrying a white flag. Kilpatrick hailed him, and he drew reiu long enough to cry out as ho waved his flag: "Leo has surrendered!" "I was lookin out for it," said Kilpatrick, "but dang me if I hadn't ruther somebody had 'a'shot me right spang in the gizzard." Lieutenant Clopton took out his pocketkuife and began to whittle a stick. John Fambrough turned away, and his sister leaned lier hands on his shoulder and began to weep. Squire Fambrough rubbed his chin thoughtfully and sighed. "It had to be, father," the captain said. "It's a piece of news that brings neace to the laud." sain not a wuru, xno avurun, n?nug completed his duties In tho affair, was about to leave the room, when a very agile, a 6lim, light colored mulatto boy of about 16 li years rushed at the official with a long e knife in his hand, and made a lunge at s him with tho weapon. So quick was the movement that there was nothing for the recorder to do but knock his assailant . down and take tho knife from him. which 1 he did. Two or three persons, probably r boarders, catno into tho room at that mo- r ment, and tho mulatto disappeared, and 'J was never afterward seen in this city, ^ though "he" was afterward found to bo a g woman who traveled with Edwards in male attire. Tho forger's trunks were secured, nnd c Recorder Vaux gathered tho evidence with s peculiar detective ability. c Tito trial came off in tho city of New s York before Judge William Kent, a son of s Chancellor Kent. Thomas Francis Marshall of Kentucky, Mr. Edmunds and a j young gentleman named Evarts were conn- . sol for the accused. Mr. Vaux, in recog "Oil, yes "but it leaves km fiat. No money and no thin to make a crop wi\ " "I have government bonds that will he worth $100,000. The interest will keep us comfortably." "For my part," said Clopton, "I have nothing but this free nigger. " "You b'lieve de half er dat," spoke up the fiee nigger. "Mistiss been savin her cotton craps, an ef she got one bale she got 200." The captain figured a moment "They will bring more than $100,000." "I have me two arrums," said O'Halloran. "I've got a mighty fine pack of foxhounds," remarked Kilpatriok, with real pride. There was a pause in the conversation. , In the distance could be heard the , shouting of the Union soldiers and the band with its "Yankee Doodle, howdy dor" ouaaemy v^iopwju lanieu iu \jt?y tain Fambrongh: "I want to ask yon how many troops have yon got over there- -flghtingtaen?" The captain lahghed. Then he pnt his hand to his month and said in a stage whisper: "Five companies." "Well, dang my hide!" exclaimed Kilpatrck. "What is yonr fighting force?" Captain Fambrongh asked. "Fonr companies," said Clopton. "Think o' that, sir!" cried the Irishman, "an me ont there defendin meself agin a whole army!" "More than that," said Olopton, "onr colonel is a Connecticut man." "Shake!" the captain exol&imed. "My colonel is a Virginian." "Lord 'a' mercy! Lord 'a' mercy!" It; was Squire Fambrongh who spoke. "I'm a-goin off eome'rs an entangle the tangle we've got into." g Soon the small company separated. The sqnirewenta short distance toward i the Union army with his new fonud ! son, who was now willing to call him-: self George Somerville Fambrongh. Kilpatrick and the negro went tmdging. back to the Confederate camp, while Clopton lingered awhile, saying some-r " * - * * 1 ? tbing 01 great importance to uie mu <. Julia and himself. c His remarks and her replies -were 1 those which precede and follow both eomedy and tragedy. The thunders of war cannot drown them, nor can the sunshine of peace render them oommon- A place. THE END. f glijcelkneaus Heading. !{ v HIS DETECTIVE WORK ' c STORY OF HOW RICHARD VAUX RAN J. DOWN A FAMOUS COUNTERFEITER. } v Colonel Monroe Edwards' Threat to Kill I the Recorder, Which Was Not Carried 8 Ont?A Noted Duel Which Grew Ont of e the Trial?Evarts Was In the Case. F Richard Vaux was not only famous as a I jurist and statesman, hut over half a cen- a tury ago achieved widespread fame as a E detective in the case of Colonel ^lonroe Ed- ? wards in Philadelphia, in October, 1841. Edwards, who was a native of Russellville, Ky., astounded the world by the boldness 1 and success of his operations as a forger, ? his last offense realizing $44,000, which J was secured by a series of forged letters L and cotton warehouse receipts. (] Judge Loundes, a famous criminal law- ^ yer, was engaged to hunt down the culprit. Ho was located in Philadelphia, and Richard Vaux, then recorder of the city, a by shrewd dotectivo work, discovered tho n forger's stopping place. On going to the house the recorder rung the bell, leaving e Judge Loundes and Mr. Hart a littlo to t one side from the door. A servant girl an- s swered to the bell. ( "I want to see Colonel Monroe Ed wards," said the recorder. "Is he in?" She replied that he was, arid Mr. Vaux 1 immediately walked into the parlor. Be- 8 tween tho parlor and the back room there was a door, and it was evident from the rattle of the knives and forks that those within the other apartment were engaged in a meal. There was no one in the parlor, and the girl went through tho door and said something. A moment later a flno looking man came into the parlor. He was c about 5 feet 0 inches in height, admirably e proportioned, with hair as black as the ra- I ven's wing and dark eyes that shot a pierc- r ing glance from under dark eyebrows.. He j, was dressed with scrupulous exactness and v wore a large amount of flne jewelry, evidently paying a great deal of attention to * his personal appearance. The recorder ap- 11 prooched him and said: 8 "Good evening, Colonel Monroe Ed- f wards. I believe you are Colonel Monroe Edwards, if I recollect aright?" y "I am thnt person," was the reply, "and a am very glad to see you.'' The identity ascertained, the recorder gave the preconcerted signal, and Judge ? Loundes, Mr. Hart( Captain Young and 1 the police entered tho room. Mr. Vaux di- c rected Captain Young to put the handcuffs c on Edwards, which was done. The pris- v oner mode no remarks of any kind, and * J ITU-- koTtinif lltlon of the judicial functions of his o"Tice, was Invited to take a scat beside the judge on the bench. The appearance and lemeanor- of the young lawyer named Ivarts attracting his attention, he said to fudge Kent', "Who is that young gentlenan?" "His name isEvarts," replied the judge, 'and I think he has the making of a lawyer in him." It was the famous William M. Evarts, ilnce then admittedly at the head of the American bar. Edwards was convicted and sentenced to en years' imprisonment, mainly upon the estlmony of Recorder Vauz. At the close rf the trial the prisoner, with studied poiteness, looked Mr. Vaux piercingly in the iye?. "I am glad to have this opportunly of speaking to you," he said. "I want 0 say one thing to yon that is important tor yon to remember. I am going to kill ron the moment I come ont of Sing Sing. 1 give yon this notice as from one gentlenan to another." "I am very thankful to yon, Colonel Edvards," replied the recorder, with the tame politeness, "for giving me this timey notice. It is very gentlemanly of yon o do so. I will give yon the opportunity it any time yon desire. I have only done ny duty and am prepared to take the conlequences. I only ask of yon that when ron make the attempt yon will look me in he faoe." As Mr. Vanx said these words he gazed lxedly into the forger's faoe. The man nrned white and trembled, for he read in lis captor's countenance the justifiable deermlnation to kill him should he ever dare o faoe him after his release. Not another vord was spoken between them, for at that noment the officers led the prisoner away. 3e never attempted to carry his threat ino effect, for he died in prison in January, 847. As a sequel to the trial came the duel >etween Tom Marshall ana ooionei James Watson Webb. Marshall was a member of ongress at the time of the Edwards trial, aid for defending the brilliant criminal at he same time that he was a representative >f the American people in Washington he vas severely criticised by Colonel James ffatoon Webb In the columns of the New Fork Courier and Enquirer, of which jourial that gentleman was the editor. In his tddress to the jury Marshall answered the tewspaper criticism In that bitter style of nvectlve of which he was the master. This ed to a challenge and a meeting on the so sailed "field of honor." The congressman hot the famous editor In the knee and amed him for life.?Cincinnati Enquirer. TALENT AND LABOR. Ln Ironical Inquiry Into Their Proper Application. 'or the Yorkville Enquirer. A man speaking to another a short ime ago, remarked : "If I had your en?e and education . I would .not vork on the farm." I bad heard the ame speech inaDy times before, and he idea is as prevalent as it is perniious. Analyze it and define it and t would read as follows : "You are liding your light under a bushel." fou are frittering away precious time, casting and abusing your intellectual alents, obscuring the scintillations of ;enius and rendering dormant a good ducation, by remaining on the farm. But has talent and education no ilace in the avocation of afurraer? 8 it not essential for a farmer to be , man of excellent sense, sound judgaent and fair education in order to ucceed ? Well, not necessarily so; because here are thousands of farmers, who re illiterate ! Are they successful ? Ire they makiDg good crops and at he sMmft time enrichinti their lands. levelopiug their resources, improving heir homes and managing their busiess in such a way as to make it pay , reasonable per cent, on their investoents ? Well, no; I can't say that they are ntirely successful ; but they manage o get along somehow, whereas if they hould engage in any other business hey would make a total failure. What then would you huve a man o do who, in your opinion, possesses ome education and talent ? Why take a profession ? T - r : 9 JLH UUl lill UJ mg a [;i uicooivu Well, do ; it's a calling. What would a farmer think if you ^ere to call him a professor? Take a profession and thereby seure for yourself a nicer, cleaner, softer, asier and more houorable position. )on't stay on the farm where you must ise early when you ought to be sleep g sweetly, and work in all sorts of leather, toiling in dirt and slime and rearing the coarsest clothes. And asides don't you know that the farms ,re crowded to death, while the proessions are nearly all vacant? Take a profession aud secure for ourself freedom from manual labor .nd the ability to wear kid gloves .nd immaculate linen and live like the ;entleman which nature intended you o be. Leave it to the masses?to the ther folks?to raise the breadstuffs lecessary to feed the millions of the vorld. S. Left-Eyed or Right-Eyed.?You H O CItlJCl ICll'CJ CU KJl Ilguv-vj vuj inless you are the one person out of very 15 who has eyes of equal trecgth, says The Scientific Amerian. You also belong to the small uinority of one out of every 10 persons (' your left eye is stronger thau your ight. As a rule, just us people are ight-handed, they are right-eyed, rhis is probably due to the generally ;reater use of the organs of the right ide of the body, as, for example, a ;untier, using his right arm and shouller, uses his right eye, and thereby trengtliens it with exercise. Old sea aptuins, after long use of the telecope, find their right eye much tronger than the left. This law is onfirmed by the experience of aurists. f a person who has ears of equal tearing power has cause to use one ear more than the other for a long period, the ear brought into requisition is found to he much strengthened, and the ear which is not used loses its hearing in a corresponding degree. LETTER FROM HICKORY GROVE. Complaint Against the Railroad?Personal? The Confederate Veterans. Correspondence of the Yorkville Enquirer. Hickory Grove, April 8.?For some time past the merchants here have been incensed against the railroad people ou account of their shipments being broken into and things taken out. Truly can it be said, silence has ceased to be a virtnre, esDecialv so. when such practice is an every day occurrence. Canned goods gone, cheese cat, barrels of apples broken into, and many other things are charged in this category, and yet the depredations continue the same. We call the matter to the attention of our management, and in humble supplication ask tbattbey give us relief. . Mr. Chess Leech has returned to his school duties at Wofford. Mrs. James Cobb, who has been confined to the house for several months past, is improving, and on last Sunday was able to be at church. Several of our Confederate veterans went to York ville Monday to participate in the exercises of the day. It is a pleasure to see these loved and brave men go forth for a day of pleasure, for they deserve it. Faithfully and bravely have they- faced the enemy, fought for our liberties, and now we should find pleasure in seeing them again united and unfurl the "Star sprangle banner." T. BLACKSBURG BUDGET. Eaiter Egg Party?A Little Chunk of Gold? Early Potato Slips. Correspondence of the YorkvUJAgEnanlrer. Br . ntronnnn A nril O and \f rfl Gilchrist gave an Easter egg: OMnpetition party at their residence on Carolina street last night which proved a source of much entertainment and amusement to the young people of the town. The ladies of the Presbyterian and Methodist churches will give a birthday party at Cherokee Inn hall, on Friday evening (tomorrow) for the benefit of their ohurcbes. A bar of gold weighing almost four pounds, a product of the Caloric Reduction works here, was sent the IT. S. assay of fice at Charlotte a tew days ago. Mr. Albert Whisonant, besides being a clever merchant and citizen, is a smart gardener, and boasts of having sweet potato slips large enough for transplanting. We have bad almost a cold wave for the pasttbree of fbur days and thetvfStbeFls' still quite chilly. w. a. A CHAMPION LIAR. We had a man named Burrows in our mining camp, and he was without doubt the most notorious liar Nevada will ever shelter. His fame as a liar spread for a hundred miles around, and men used to stop at our camp to get a look at him. He wasn't a wicked man, and he bad no malice about him, but he was a natural born liar. He lied about his father, bis mother, his wife, brothers, sisters, and everybody else, and for every hour in the day be had a new falsehood. He bad a claim of bis own and was fairly industrious, and so we had no excuse to drive him out, although his lies were continually kicking up ill-feeling among the men. One day a lot of earth and rock caved in on him and inflicted fatal injuries, and a number * _ j _a' a- u <>l US KUOCKCll Oil WUIK lu ue wnu UIUJ in bis lust moments. You would buve thought the shadow of death would have brought a change of sentiment, but it did uot. Lying there with only an hour of life left to him, he told us that he had been a pirate on the Pacific and where he bad buried a large amount of plunder. We all knew that he was from Ohio and had never seen any ocean; but he stuck to it. Oue of the men finally felt it bis duty to say : "Burrows, you have only a short time to live. You bad best spend thai time in preparing for eternity." "I've always been good," he quietly replied. "Yes, but you are an awful liar, you know." "Yes, I suppose so. I've told a million of them ; haven't I?" "No doubt of it." "And every one has been laid up agin me?" "Very likely." "And my chance is rather slim ?" "Rather." "Well, boys, it's my way and I can't change at this late day. Just ls the T ?i. _ K,? CflVClQ CS1I1C X mruuiv a u u^^ci ao uig as my bead. It would value up a clean $15,000. If you'll be kind enough to pull it out and sell it and send the money to my wife I'll die feeling better." He went off soon after that and we said to each other that he had given up the greatest yarn of all. No one took bis claim, which was accounted a poor one, and it lay for three months before one of the boys dug into it one day for the pickaxe buried and forgotten. He hadn't got the pick when he came across a lump of gold that balanced $13,280 in coin, and every shilling of the money was sent on to the widow, as directed. It got there to find there was no widow, but six months later went to a sister. In his dying hour Burrows told the truth about his find, but, alas ! he repented of it and lied about having a wife.? New York Sun. Spiders In History.?Spiders have played a greater part iu history than most people are aware of. Everybody knows how the peraerveenee | of a spider encouraged Robert Bruce to regain bis kingdom of Scotland, but not so many know that according to Jewish tradition a spider saved David's life. Saul was hunting for him, and bis soldiers approached a cave where David - was hidden. Shortly before, however, a spider had spun her web at the the mouth of the cave, and the soldiers taking it for granted that if he had taken refuge in the cave he must have broken the web, departed, forgetting the web might have been spun us well after as before his entrance. A spider saved the life of a grand uncle of the German emperor. Frederick William was king of Prussia, and an attempt was made to poison him in a cup of chocolate. By chance a spider fell into the cup, and for this - ------- - t_ aL _ _1 reason me monarcn gave me ciiuwlate to a dog, which immediately died. Inquiry was made, with the result the cook was hanged, and a large spider wrought in gold now decorates one of the chief rooms of the Winter Palace at Potsdam in memory of the king's escape.?London Public Opinion. A Cueious Postman.?A Russian proprietor, several years ago, wishing to learn the direction of flight of the many varieties of birds that visited his estate, caught a certain number of these birds, and, attached to their tails little tubes containing his address, and a request in Russian, French, German, and English to let him know when and where these birds should be taken or killed. No reply came until the present year, when he received one from an unexpected and interesting source. It was addressed to him by Slatin Pasba, a prisoner of the Mahdi since the fall of Khartoum, who recently regained bis freedom and appeared at the Geographical Congress in London. He states that in November, 1892, a bird was killed in Dongola, which bore a tube containing a paper which was sent , to hiin to translate. He was oveijoyed to receive a letter from Europe, even in this strange method, and resolved^ if he ever regained his liberty, to repljf to the Russian ornithologist. This he has done. A Considerate Hostess.?The secret of being a good hostess is in hiding the fact that you are making an effort to please. The bouses to which you like best to go are those where you feel at liberty to look over books and portfolios, where the piano stands open, and there are easy chairs without "elaborate cushldns. In preparing for an evening party,' if you expect to have games which involve real play, put away delicate bric-a-brac, so that no guest shall have the misfortune to spoil-his evening and yours by an accident. Scatter picture books and single views at the sides of . the room for the benefit of those unfortunates, the wallflowers. There should always be a corner set apart for those who do not dance, and this should be largg enough for a table at which a game may be played comfortably. Look ifter the sby girls and boys?that is one of the chief duties of the hostess. It is better to try to bring them into the general sport than to devote yourself to their amusement. Mr. Allen Draws Two Tears. The new State board of control met in Columbia last Thursday and drew their terms as prescribed by law. The drawing resulted as follows: T. M. Allen, two years ; J. T. Douthit, three years; Colonel Wilie Jones, four years; and Leon J. Williams, five years. Arrangements were made for the purchase of 1,000 barrels of liquor to last Until the next meeting of the board. It was resolved to enforce the dispensary law as strictly as possible, and a code of rules for the government of dispensers was adopted. Easily Explained.?"Sam, how is it that here we have two legs presumably off the same chicken, and yet one is about 100 percent, tougher than the otner ?" "Always the case with chicken, san ; one leg has about 100 per cent, more work to do than de oder, and de muscles cons'quently git tougher." "Why, I never heard of that. Which one is it?" "De one de chicken sleeps on, sah." Assessed 830 Each. At a meeting of the board of visitors of the State Millitary academy, held in Columbia last Tuesday, it was decided, on accouut of the reduced appropriation, to require each beneficiary cadet to contribute ?30 a year of the amount heretofore allowed on personal account. Hay or So Hay, Stand to the Rock. Senator Watson, who is a prominent candidate for governor, is out in a strong card against the attitude of Senator Tillman, toward the Chicago convention, and urges white men in this State to stick to the Democratic party regardless of future development. Pardoned by the Governor. Dick Bruno, the Negro who was convicted in Berkley county several years ago for the Lincolnville trainwrecking and sentenced to be hanged, and whose sentence was afterward commuted to life imprisonment, has been pardoned by the governor. Elliott UiiHeated. The house committee on elections has reversed its action of last week and unseated Congressman Elliott in favor of G. W. Murray. Murray will be the only colored congressman in the house. ,