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ISSUED TWICE A WEEK?WEDNESDAY AND SATURDAY. i. m. grist & sons, pnbiiahers. J % <jfamitg Jleirspper: <jj[or flie promotion of the political, Social, Stgrirulturnt, and Commercial Interests of the ?ou?h. { vnt, AX. YORKYILLE, S. C., WEDNESDAY, MAY 12, 1897. NO. 38. A DEAL ON CHANGE. By BOBEBT BABB. [Copyright, 1806, by the Author.] It was iu the days when drawing rooms were dark and filled with brio-abrac. The darkness enabled the half blinded visitor coming in' out of the bright light to knock over gracefully a $200 vase that had come from Japan to meet disaster in New York. ' In a corner of the room was seated in a deep and luxurious armchair a most beautiful woman. She was the wife of the son of the richest man in America. She was young. Her husband was devotedly fond of her. She was mistress of a palace. Anything that money could buy was hers did she but express the wish. But she was weeping softly and had just made up her mind that she was the most miserable creature in all aL. 1 J ljju iauu. If a stranger had entered the room, he would first have been impressed by the fact that he was looking at the prettiest woman he had ever seen; then he would have been haunted by the idea that he had met her somewhere before. If he were a man moving in artistio circles, he might, perhaps, remember that he had seen her face looking down at him from various canvases in picture exhibitions, and unless he were a stranger to the gossip of the country be could hardly help recollecting the dreadful fuss the papers made, as if it were any business of theirs, when young Ed Druce married the artists' model, celebrated for her loveliness. Every one has read the story of that marriage Goodness knows, the papers made the most of it, as is their custom. Young Ed, who knew much more of the world than did his father, expected stern opposition, and, knowing the unlimited power unlimited wealth gave to the old man, he did not risk an interview with his parent, but eloped with the girl. The first inkling old man Druce had of the affair was from a vivid, sensational account of the runaway in an evening paper. He was pictured in the paper as an implacable father, who was at that moment searching for the elopers with a shotgun. Old Druce had been too often the central figure of a journalistic sensation to mind what the sheet said. He promptly telegraphed all over the country, and, getting into kin onn oobo/1 k 1 m I'UILILLJ UlilUai/llUJ TT1 bli AiiO ovut (taavu u4au (electrically) as a favor to bring his young -wife home, and not make a fool of himself. So the trnant pair, much relieved, came back to New YoriOld Druce was a taciturn man, even with his only son. He wondered at first that the boy ehonld have so misjudged him as to suppose he would raise objections, no matter whom the lad wished to marry. He was bewildered rather than enlightened when Ed told him he feared opposition because the girl was poor. What difference 011 earth did that make? Had he not money enough for all of them? If not, was there any trouble in adding to their store? Were there not railroads to be wrecked, stockholders to be fleeced, Wall 6treet lambs to be shorn? Surely a man married to please himself, and not to make money. Ed assured the old man that cases had been known where a suspicion of mer. ceuary motives had hovered around a matrimonial alliance, but Druce expressed the utmost contempt for such a stute of things. At first Ella had been rather afraid of her silent father-in-law, whose very name made hundreds tremble and thouoon/lo Anvcn Kn f L'llO gn/ill HicTflVMrpH that the old man actually stood in awe of her, and that his apparent brusqueness was the mere awkwardness he felt when in her presence. He was anxious to please her and worried himself wondering whether there was anything she wanted. One day he fumblingly dropped a check for $1,000,000 in her lap, and, with some nervous confusion, asked her to run out, like a good girl, and buy herself something If that wasn't enough she was to call on him for more. The girl sprang from her chair and threw her arms around his neck, much to the old man's embarrassment, who was not accustomed to such a situation. She kissed him in spite of himself, allowing the check to flutter to the floor, the most valuable bit of paper floating around loose in America that day. When he reached his office he surprised his son. He shook his fist in the young fellow's face and said sternly: "If you ever say a cross word to that little girl, I'li do what I've never done yet I'll thrash you. " The young man laughed. "All right, father. I'll deserve a thrashing in that case." The old man became almost genial whenever he thought of his pretty daughter-in-law. "My little girl," he always called her. At first Wall street men said old Druce was getting into his dotage, but when a nip came in the market and they found that, as usual, ai u ? tUtJ Ulll iiiuii w as uu iiiiu u^ub oiuv; tiiv fence, they were compelled reluctantly to admit, with emptier pockets, thai tho dotage bad not yet interfered with the financial corner of old Druce's mind. As young Mrs. Druce sat disconsolately in her drawing room tho curtainf parted gently, and her father in-law entered stealthily, as if he were a thief, which indeed he was, and the very greatest of them. Druce had small, shifty, piercing eyes that peered oul from under his gray bushy eyebrows likt "wo steel sparks. He never seemed ii |e looking directly at any one, and his eyes somehow gave you the idea thai they were trying to glance back ovei his shoulder as if he feared pursuit. Some said that old Druce was in con stant terror of assassination, while others held that he knew the devil was or his track and would ultimately nal him. "I pity the devil when that day comes," young Sueed said once wher some one had made the usuul reniari about Druce. This echoed the general feeling prevalent in "Wall street regarding the encounter that was admitte< by all to be inevitable. The old man sfopprd in the middle of tho room, when he noticed that his daughter-in-law was crying. "Dear, dearl" he said. "What is the matter? Has Edward been saying anything cross to yon?" "No, papa," answered the girl. "Nobody could be kinder tome than Ed is. There is nothing really the matter." Then, to put the truth of her statement beyond all question, she began to cry afresh. The old man sat down beside her, taking one hand in his own. "Money?" The old man sat down beside her. he tisked in an eager whisper that seemed to say he saw a solution of the difficulty if it were financial. "Oh, dear, no I I huve all the money, and more, that any one can wish." The old man's countenance fell. If money would not remedy the state of things, then he was out of his depth. "Won't yQu tell me the trouble? Perhaps I can suggest"? "It's nothing you can help me in, papa. It is nothing much anyway. The Misses Sneed won't call on me, that's all." The old man knit his brows and thoughtfully scratched his chin. "Won't call?" be echoed helplessly. "No. They think I'm not good enough to associate with theiu, I suppose." The bushy eyebrows came down until they almost obscured tho eyes, and a dangerous light seemed to scintillate out from under them. "Ton must bo mistaken. Good gracious, I am worth ten times what old Sneed isl Not gocd enough? Why, my name on a check is"? "It isn't a question of checks, papa," wailed the girl. "It's n question of society. I was a painter's model before I married Ed, and, no matter how rich I am, society won't have anything to do with me." The old man absentmindedly rubbed his chin, which was a habit he had when perplexed. He was face to face with a problem entirely outside his province. Suddenly a happy thought struck him. "Those Sneed women,"he said in tones of great contempt, "whatdo they amount to anyhow? They're nothing but sour old maids. They never were half so pretty as you. Why should you care whether they called on you or not?" 4'They represent society. If they came, others would." "But society can't have anything against you. Nobody has ever said a word against your character?model or no model. " * The orirl shook her head honelesslv. "Character does not count in society." In this statement she was, of course, absurdly wrong, but 6he felt bitter at all the world. Those who know society are well aware that character counts for everything within its sacred precincts; so the unjust remark should not be set down to the discredit of an inexperienced girl. "I'll tell you what I'll do,"cried the old man, brightening up. "I'll speak to General Sliced tomorrow. I'll arrange the whole business in fivo minutes. " "Do you think that would do any good?" asked young Mrs. Druce dubiously. "Good? You bet it'll do pood I It will settle the wholo thing. I've helped Sneed out of a pinch before now, and he'll fix up a little matter like that for mo in no time. I'll just have a quiet talk with the general tomorrow, and you'll see the Sneed carriage at the door u( xt day at the very latest." He patted hi r smooth, white hand affectionately. "So don't you trouble, little girl, about trifles, ana whenever you want help you just tell the old niau. He knows a thing or two yet, whether it is ou Wall street or Fifth avenue." Sueed was kuown in New York as the general, probably because he had absolutely no military experience whuti ever. Next to Druce he hud the most power in the finuuciul world of America, but there was a great distance be, tv.eeu the first and the second. If it came to a deal in which the general and , all the world stood against Druce, the average Wall street man would have bet on Druce against the whole com; tination. Besides this the generul had i the reputation of being a "square" man, i and that naturally told against him, for every one knew that Druce was utterly i unscrupulous. But if Druce and Sueed ' were known to be together in a deal, ; then the financial world of New York i ran for shelter. Therefore when New York saw old Druce come in with the 6tealthy tread of a two legged leopard i and glance furtively around the great - room, singling out fcjneed with an almost imperceptible side nod, retiring lib .. r WHIJ iiiiii 1111u a it'iuutu I'uxiiui wucio , more ruiii hud been concocted than on t any other spot on earth uud talking ) there eagerly with him, a hush fell on ) the vast assemblage of men, und for the 3 moment the financial heart of the nat tion ceased to beat. When they saw r Sneed take out his notebook, nodding assent to whatever proposition Druce . was making, a cold shiver ran up the financial backbone of New York, the i shiver communicated itself to the elec> trie nerve web of the world, and storm signals began to fly in the monetary r centers of London, Paris, Berlin and i Vienna : Uncertainty paralyzed the markets of [ the earth because two old men were holding a whispered conversation with 1 a multitude of men watching them out of the coraera of their eyes. "I'd give a million Jo know what those two old fiends are concocting," said John P. Bnller, the great wheat operator, and be meant it, which goes to show that a man does not really know what he wants and won Id be very dissatisfied if he got it. "Look here, general," said Druce, "I want you to do me a favor." "All right," replied the general, "I am with yon." "It's about my little girl," continued Druce, rubbing his chin, not knowing just how to explain matters in the cold financial atmosphere of the pluce in which they found themselves. "Oh I About Ed's wife?" said Sneed, looking puzzled. "Yes. She's fretting her heart out beoause your two girls won't cull upon her. I found her crying about it yesterday afternoon." "Won't call?" cried the general, a bewildered look coming over his face. Haven't they called yet? You see I don't bother much about that sort of thing." "Neither do I. No, they haven't called. I don't suppose they mean anything by it, but my little girl thinks they do; so I said would speak to you about it." "Well, I'm glad you did. I'll see to that the moment I get home. What time shall I tell them to call?" Tho innocent old man, little comprehending what he was promising, pulled out his notebook and pencil, looking inquiringly at Druce. "Oh, I don't know. Any time that is convenient for them. I suppose women know ull about that. My little girl is at home most all afternoon, 1 guess." The two men cordiully shook hands, and the market instantly collapsed. It took three days for the financial situation to recover its tone. Druco had not been visjljp, and that was all the more ominous. The older operators did not relax their caution, because the blow had not yet fallen. They shook their heads and said the cyclone would be all the worse when it came. Old Druce came among them the third duy, and there was a set look about his lips which students of hiH counte nance did not like. The situation was complicated by the evident fuct that the general was trying to avoid him. At last, however, this was no longer possible. The two men met, and after a word or two they walked up and down together. Druce uppeared to be saying little, and the firm set of his lips did not relux, while the general talked rapidly and was seemingly mukiug some appeal that was not responded to. Stocks instantly went up a few points. "You see, Druce, it's like this," the general was saying. "The women have their world, and we have ours. They are, in a measuro"? "Are they going to call?" asked Druce curtly. "Just let me finish what I was about to say. Women have their rules of conduct, and we have"? "Are they going to call?" repeated Druce in the same hard tone of voice. The goneral removed his hat and drew his handkerchief across his brow and over the bald spot on his head. He wished him If in any place but where he was, inwardly cursing womankind and all their silly doings. Bracing up, after removing the moisture from his forehead, he took on an expostulatory tone. "See here, Druce! Hang it all, don't shove a man into a corner 1 Suppose I neker! vrm to en to Mrs. Ed and toll her not to fret about trifles. Do yon suppose she wouldn't, just because you wanted her not to? Come, now!" D-uce's silence encouraged the general to take it for assent. "Very well, then. You're a bigger man than 1 am, and, if you could do nothing with one young woman anxious to please you, what do you expect me to do with two old maids rs set in their ways as the palisades? It's all dumb nonsense anyhow." Druce remained silent. After an irksome pause the hapless general floundered on: "As I said at first, women have their world and wo have ours. Now, Druce, you're a man of solid common sense. What would you think if Mrs. Ed were to come here and insist on your buying Wabash stock when you wanted to load up with Lake Shore? Look how absurd that would be. Very well, then. We have no more right to interfere with the women than they have to interfere with us." "If my little girl wanted the whole Wabash system, I'd buy it for her tomorrow," said Druce with rising anger. "My! What a slump that would make in the market!" cried the general, his feeling of discomfort being momentarily overcome by the magnificence of Druce's suggestion. "However, all this doesn't need to make any difference in our friendship. If I can be of any assist ance financially, I shall only bo too"? "Oh, I need your financial assistance 1" sneered Drnce. He took his defeat badly. However, in a moment or two he pulled himself together and seemed to shake off the trouble. "What nonsense I am talking!" ho said when he had obtained control of himself. "We all need assistance now and then, and none of us knows when wo may need it badly. In fact, there is a little deal I intended to speak to you about today, but this confounded business drove it out of my mind. How much gilt edged security have yon in your safe?" "About $3,000,000 worth," replied tho general, brightening up now that they were off the thin ice. "That will be enoagh for me if wo can make a dicker. Suppose wo adjourn to your office. This is too public a place for a talk." They wont out together. "So there is no ill feeling?" said tho general us Druce arose to go with the securities in nis nauciDug. "No. But we'll stick strictly to business after this and leave social questions alone. By the way, to show that there is no ill feeling, will you come with mo for a blow on the sea? Suppose we say Friday. I havo just tclographejjl Xor yacht^ and she will leave ftbwport fon-V-t. I'll have some good champagne on board." "I thought eailors imagined Friday was an unlucky day?" "My sailors don't. Will 8 o'clock be too early for you?Twenty-third street wharf:" The general hesitated. Druce was wonderfully friendly all of a sudden, and he knew enough of him to be just a trifle suspicious. But when he recollected that Druce himself was going, he said: "Where could a telegram reach us if it were necessary to telegraph? The market is a trifle shaky, und I don't like being oat of town all day." "The fact that we ar both on the yacht will steady the market. But wo can drop in at Long Branch and receive dispatches if yon think it necessary." "All right," said the general, much relieved. "I'll meet you at Twentythird street at 8 o'clock Friday morning, then." JDruce's yacht, the Seahound, was a magnificent steamer, almost as large as an Atlantic liner. It was currently believed in New York that Druco kept her for the sole purpose of being able to escape in her should an exusperated country ever rise in its might and demand his blood. It was rumored that the Seahound was ballasted with bars of solid gold and provisioned for a two years' cruise. Mr. Buller, however, claimed that the tendency of nature was to revert to oripiuul conditions, and that some fine morning Druce would hoist the black flag, sail away aud become a real pirate. The great speculator, in a very nautical suit, was waiting for tho general when he drove up, and the moment ho came aboard lines were cast off and the Seabouud steamed slowly down the bay. Tho morning was rather thick, so they were obliged to move cautiously, and before they reached the bar tho log came down so densely that they had to stop, while bell rang and whistle blew. Thev were held there until it was nearly 11 o'clock, but timo passed quickly, fc there were all the morning papers t: read, neither of the men havfr ; h_d ar opportunity to look at tlx m be.' ro leuv iug the city. As the fog cleared away and the engines begun to move the captain sent down and asked Mr. Draco if ho would come 011 deck for a moment. The captain was a shrewd man uud understood his employer. "There's a tug making for us, signaling us to stop. Shall we stop:" Old Druce rubbed bis chin thoughtfully and looked over the stern of the yacht. He suw a tug, with a banner of black smokn, tearing after them, heaping up a ridge of white foam ahead of her. Somo flags fluttered from the single mast in front, and she shattered the air with short, hoarse shrieks of the whistle. "Can she overtake us?" The captain smiled. "Nothing in the harbor can overtake us, sir." "Very well. Full steam ahead. Don't answer the signals. You did not happen to see them, you know." "Quite so, sir," replied the captain, going forward. Although the motion of the Seahound's engines could hardly be felt, the tug, in spite of all her efforts, did not seem to be gaining. When the yacht put on hersneed the little steamer gradually fell farther and farther behind and at last gave up the hopeless chase. "I'll have some good champagne on board." When welI ont ut sea, something went wrong with the engines, and thero was a second delay of souie hours. A Htop at Long Branch was therefore out of the question. "I told you Friday was an unlucky day," said the general. It was 8 o'clock that evening before the Seahound stood off from the Twenty-third street wharf. "I'll have to put you ashore in a small boat," said Druce. "You won't mind that, I hope. The captain is so uncertain ubcut the engines that he doesn't want to go nearer shore." "Oh, I don't mind in the least! Good night. I've had a lovely day." "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Wo will take another trip together some time, when I hope so many things won't happou as happened today." The general suw that his carriage was waiting for him, but the waning light did not permit him to recognize his son until he was up on dry land once more. The look on the sou's face appalled the old man. "My God, John, what has happened?" "Everything's happened. Where are 1 tho securities that were in the safe?" "Oh, they're all right," said his father, a feeling of relief coming over him. Then the thought flashed through his mind?how did John know they were not in the safe? Sliced kept a tight rein on his affairs, and no one but him?1 ? 1?*Ua l\ituifiAii Uuf wnn 1/1 KfcUI K1JUW lliu V/UUJUiuuuuu tuui Iiu?>? open tho safe. "How did you know tho securities were not there?" "Because I had tho safo blown open at 1 o'clock today." "Blown open I For heaven's sake, why?" "Step into tho carriage, and I'll tell you on the way home. The bottom droppod out of everything. All tho Sueed stocks went down with a run. We sent a tug after you, but that old devil had you tight. If I could have got at the bonds, I think I could have stopped the run. Tho situation might huve been saved up to 1 o'clock, but after that, when tho street saw wo were doing nothing, all creution couldn't have stoppod it. Where are the bonds?" "I sold them to Druco." "What did you get?cash?" "I took his check ou the Trust National bank." "Did you cash it? Did you cash it?" cried the young man. "And, if you did, where is the money?" "Druce asked me as a favor not to present the oheck until tomorrow." The young man made a gesture of despair. "TUrt Ttinof XTofinnol nrant fn omaflh XUO JLAUOV i.iUliUUUl TTVUl IV oiuunu today at 2. Wo are puupers, father. We haven't a cent left out of the wreck. That check business is so evidently a fraud that?but what's the use of talking? Old Drace has the money, and he can buy all the law ho wants in New York. Oh, I'd like to have a seven seconds' interview with h'mwith a loaded seven shooter in my hand! We'd see how much the law would do for him then." General Sneed despondently shook his head. "It's no use, John," he said. "We're in the same business ourselves, only this time we got the hot end of the poker. But he played it low down on me, pretending to bo friendly and all that." The two men did not speak again until the carriage drew up at the brownstoue mansion which earlier in the day Sneed would havo called his own. Sixteen reporters were waiting for them, but the old muu succeeded in escaping to his room, leaving John to battle with the newspaper men. Next morning the papers were full of it-. 4 i.L_~ OH LliU Lit)WO ui tuu puniu. ?uvj duiu tuav old Druce hud gone in his yacht for a trip np the New England coast. They deducted from this fact that, after all, Drnce might not have had a hand in the disaster. Everything was always blamed on Drnce. Still, it was admitted that, whoever suffered, the Drnce stocks were all right. They were quite unanimously frank in saying that the Sneeds were wiped out, whatever that might mean. The general had refused himself to all the reporters, while young Sneed seemed to be able to do nothing but swenr. Shortly before noon General Sneed, who had not left the house, received a letter brought by a messenger. He feverishly tore it open, for he recognized the well known scrawl of the great speculator. Dear Sneed?You will see b7 the papers that I am off on a cruise, but they are as wronf} as they usually are when they speak of mo. I learn there was a bit of flutter in the market while we were away yesterday, and I tjuw -tryxt Vitwlrnra U'Vin nrm ahnrn men, did mo a good turn or two. I often wonder why these flurries come, but suppose it is to let a man pick up some sound stocks at reasonable rates, if bo has the money by him. Perhaps they are also sent to touch humility to those who might else become purse pruud. We are but finite creatures, Snoed, here today and gono tomorrow. How foolish u thing is pride! And that reminds me that if your two daughters should huppeu to think as I do on the uncertainty of riches I wish you would ask them to call. I have done' up those securities in a sealed package and given the parcel to my daughter-in-law. She has no idea what the valuu of it is, but thinks it a little present from me to your girls. If, then, they should happeu to call, she will hand it to them; if not, I shall use tho contents to found a college for the purpose of teaching manners to young women whose grandfather used to feed pigs " ? 1 5 * ~ ?? ** ^ mnn rrrnnflfotVinl1 1U1 U living, as iUUVVU Hi J vnu (, > i*uu*u ?mw* did. Should the ludiea happen to like each other, I think I can put you on to a deal next week that will make up for Friday. I like you, Sneed, but you have no head for business. Seek my advice oftener. Ever yours, Drcce. The Sneed girls called on Mra Edward Drnce. THE END. TWO DOG STORIES. A pointer dog, owned by a well- j known hunter of Sylvania, Va., made the most wonderful point on record a year or two ago. The hunter had killed a partridge and the dog was bringing it to him, when it tripped over a log and fell on its back. Just as it fell it scented another bird in the grass a few inches from its nose, and became instantly rigid and immovable in that unique position. The hunter at first thought that something was the matter with the pointer, but upon seeing his tail so straight and quivering, he knew the dog was on the point. It was a sight to thrill the heart of a hunter?the dog lying there on its hack with its feet high in the air, a bird in its mouth and on a dead point. The hunter wished for a kodak to get a photograph of the picture, but after gazing at it in admiration for a minute or two, flushed the bird and killed it. Speaking of hunting, some Sylvania sportsmen were discussing recently some remarkable incidents in that line that haye happened around here. One of them told of how Air. w. n. rarker, of Rocky Ford, who loves to run foxes and wild cats, and who keeps good dogs, was chasing a cat up the railroad one night just before the up passenger train from Savannah came along. His favorite dog was close upon the cat in hot pursuit, and behind them both was the on-coming train. Closer and closer the dog pressed, and harder and harder strained the tired cat, both so excited that they heeded not the roaring engine behind them. * On a trestle they went and the dog was now within a few feet of his prey, and was straining every nerve for a last effort, when the train struck and hurled him from the track, and tne next instant knocked the cat off 1 _ - Hi 4| U~#K Ini'inrr also, Killing lllfLU UULU UUU IBJIUg them almost side by side on the ground. To the heart of a huuter it was a pathetic sight to see the dog lying dead within a few feet of the game, and to kuow that he was killed just in the moment of victory. tfcjy The express business of this country has reached gigantic proportions. The American has the largest mileage, 43,000; then the Wells-Fargo, 29,000; Adams, 22,000; Southern, 22,000; United States, 21,400; and Pacific, 21,300. In respect to the number of packages handled in a year, the Adams stands first, the Wells-Fargo second, the American third, and the United States fourth. In respect to money orders issued, the American stauds far at the head, with the United States and Wells-Fargo rivals for the second. piscfllaitcous grading. AN UNSELFISH HERO. Tribute to the Confederate President By Judge Reagan. The Confederate monument erected through the efforts of the Daughters of the Confederacy, of Dallas, Texas, was unveiled in that city on April 29. It is of Texas granite, the shaft being 50 feet high. On the top of the column stands a private and at the base stand four pedestals on which are lifesize statues of Jefferson Davis, R. E. Lee, Stonewall Jackson and Albert Sidney Johnson. Jefferson Davis Hayes pulled the cord that unveiled the form of bis grand father. Lucy Hayes did the same for Robert E. Lee, while a little granddaughter of Stonewall Jackson completed the unveiling by pulling the cord which removed the veils from the statues of Jackson and Johnston. After a number of young ladies representing the different southern states had decorated the monument with flowers, the Hon. John H. Reagan, the last living member of the Confederate cabinet, delivered a eulogy on President Davis. He said in part: "To me has been assigned the duty of saying, in a brief way, something of the character and services of the president of the Confederate states, the beloved Jefferson Davis. My association with Mr. Davis during our great struggle and the very high opinion I formed of his disinterested and patriotic devotion to the cause of the Confederacy and of his unvarying constancy and courage makes the duty most agreeable, except that I recognize my inability to give such an ac count of bis services and portraiture of bis character as is due to bis memory. "To say that he was an honest man, a brave soldier, an able statesman, a sincere patriot and an earnest Christain does not give the full idea of his character. In one respect there was in some respects some misapprehensions of his character. It was sometimes alleged that he was self-willed, imperious and stubborn. Those in close contact and association with him did not so rogard him. "I have heretofore expressed the view, and now repeat it, that practically he had two characters, or rather two methods of thought and action. While in his private relations he was gentleness and kindness, in the discbarge of his public service be seemed to be guided almost wholly by a sense of duty. And he seemed to expect those who conferred with him about public matters to address themselves directly to the matter under consideration, and was not at all times patient with such persons as sought to occupy his time in general conversation or as to matters about which they would give him no information. "It will be readily understood that one who occupied his position, in which his whole time was necessarily given tn thpi disrhRrce of imnortant Dublic business, could not permit that time to be wasted in commonplace conversatiou or in listening to men who could give bim no real information. This doubtless created the idea with such persons that he was self-willed and imperious. "Another mistake as to his character made by some persons has been that he would not listen to advice about matters of importance. More than four years of constant contact with him as a member of his cabinet enables me to say that this was a great mistake. His habit was when he had to act to exhaust all available sources of information on it before coming to a couclusion, always consulting freely with the members of his cabinet and with others who might be able to give him information. After doing this and reaching his conclusion the matter was settled with him, unless the presentation of Bew facts required further consideration. He had no time to cousider questions upon the same facts. In the position he occupied vacillation would have been about as bad as the erroneous decision of the public questions. "I speak on these points because I think in these respects some injury has been done to his memory. "In solitude President Davis worked for the success of the Confederate army, and often in places under heavy I linn "At the battle of Seven Pines (Fair Oaks) I saw him, General Lee aud General Magruder under a heavy fire of musketry, and remonstrated against his so exposing himself, for there was i no necessity for doing it. During the several days' fighting near Richmond, jhe was exposed to the enemy's fire, land General Lee ordered him to quit the field. Some days after General Lee appeared in the cabinet, Mr. Davis jocularly said he had supposed he was commander-in-chief, and that General Lee was under him eveu in the field, and on the day of the battle of Richmond and Petersburg I saw Mr. Davis in company with Generals Lee and Beauregard under the fire of the enemies' sharpshooters for a long time, while several persons were being hit, and oue soldier boy standing near the president, had his arm shot off by a shell. The oflicers urged him to retire from the field, as this exposure was unnecessary. He said he felt as I did that he could render no service there, but that it would have been an unpleasant thing to ride off under fire. "Mr. Davis had the chivalry of a Richard Cieur de Lion and the constancy and love of liberty of a Cato. God bless his memory." Marrying For Money.?"My daughter shall never marry a poor man," declared a determined-looking little lady. "How do you propose to manage matters so that she will not ?" queried her friend. "Oh, I have taken care, in the first place, that every man that is an habitue of our house is eligible," answered the up-to-date mother; and secondly, she has been too well brought up to fall in love witi anyone who cannot give her the cakes and ale of existence." But la mere propose et la fille dispose. The irony of fate generally upsets the most carefully arranged plans. Besides, it is generally the case that those who marry for money, or at least with the expectation of possessing that desirable article, are apt in this country to be sadly disappointed. It is verv seldnm. in this land r?f una and downs, that riches remain long in one family, and young people with great expectations generally find when they are middle-aged that they have , neither the substance nor even the shadow remaining, their only inheritance being expensive tastes and a disinclination or want of will power to work. It would be far better if calculating mammas would consult the statistics in this respect, and would realize what is really true, that a poor young man who has chosen his career, and who is industrious, has a far greater chance for future prosperity than the idle rich, the butterflies of the day, the majority of whom will end their days in comparative poverty. PUTTING UN GLASSES. The time life of at which the reading of ordinary print at the usual distance becomes fatiguing is generally between 45 and 50 years of age. To feeble persons, or those in poor health, it may come earlier, while to the very robust, and especially to those who have not severely taxed their eyes, it may be postponed much longer. As age advances, the lens of the eye slowly hardens, and as a consequence, fKoKo io a rial lira] foi 1 tirn nf f Vtn nrnron lucic id a uaiuiai inuuio vi vuv vr*g?*u to accommodate itself to near objects. As a rule, this condition comes on gradually, and for some time imperceptibly. The first complaint is that evening work is somewhat troublesome; the light often seems dim, and if the work is brought closer to the eyes, or a better light is provided, the print still fails to become distinct. One finds it better to bold the page farther away than formerly; the print seems pale; the letters run together; and the eyes often smart and give pain. These symptoms are frequently endured for months before their significance is understood; and sometimes the reading distance is pushed as far away as the arm can conveniently stretch. In other cases the person recognizes the probable nature of his trouble, but is unwilling to have bis age suspected, and so gives up reading. Although this condition, as has been said, usually comes on gradually, it sometimes appears very suddenly, and even prematurely, as a result of severe nervous prostration. To the question whether it is better to defer the use of glasses as long as possible the answer is, that as soon as discomfort arises for lack of them, they should be adopted.- And it is important that they should be fitted to the eyes by a thoroughly competent person. With far-sighted persons the reading distance varies greatly?it is between 10 and 20 inches,?and as the occupation and requirements of the individual should be the guide as to the strength of the glasses needed, good judgment and considerable experience are required to determine what the glasses should be in any given case. * The rule is to wear the weakest glasses which make work easy at the accustomed distance, and if proper glasses are secured as soon as they are needed, there should ordinarily be no need of having them changed for at least two years. The choice between spectacles and eve-elasses is to be decided chiefly by -f - C3 considerations of convenience. But in either case it is desirable to wear glasses the area of which is large enough to prevent the wearer from seeing the frames.?Youth's Companion. A Sparrow's Ride In a Flywheel.?Birds have all sorts of queer adventures, but perhaps what was the oddest one of recent day? is that which befell a sparrow at Anderson, Indiana. It flew into a knife and bar manufactory, and, getting too near a small wheel, was sucked in. The workmen noticed it go into the wheel, but, knowing that the cylinder was i revolving at a speed of 180 revolutions la minute, took it for granted that the bird had been killed. When the facI tory shut down at noon the men were astonished to hear a gentle chirp from the wheel, and lo! there was the sparrow, as well as ever. They found that the bird had clung to the strengthening rod of the wheel and was in a semi-dazed condition. They picked him up and put him on a table, and thence, after collecting his wits, the little bird flew to freedom. The wheel in which the bird rode made 80,000 revolutions while it was upon it, and so the tiny feathered creature traveled 73 8-10 miles in the embrace of a flywheel. By the way, said the gentlemanly looking person in the broadcloth suit, "if you mention my name in connection with the accident you may say that 'Dr. Swankem was called and the fractured arm was suitable bandaged,' or something to that effect. Please spell the name correctly. Here is my card." "Thanks," said the reporter, looking at the card. "You are next door to Dr. Rybold, I believe. Are you acquainted with him ?" "No, sir," replied Dr. Swankem, stiffly. "We do not recognize Dr. Rybold as a member of the profession. He advertises." ?6T Salt in water is the best thing to clean willow ware and matting.