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/ V i . 188U|D SBXI-VSXKL^ % , t. x. GEisrs EOHS, Pnbiither.. { % ^amitg f ttcspptr: 4or (he gromotion of fht ?olitoI, Social, ^jritnltaral, and Commet[cial gnl^sls tfthe ftogle. {TBE^o^0coVVi^'oro^A''clt'' ESTABLISHED 1853! -YORKYILLE, 8. C., WEDNESDAY, APRIL 8, 19Q3. 3STO. 28. TiT ^ CHAPTER L I PERLA DEL OCC1| DBNTE" partakes of JSL^y the character of both sones Into which Mexico is divided. Merry Guadalajara is placed on the boundary line between the hot and cold lands. The Cerro del Col, a kind of extinct volcano, the peak of Tequila, and behind this melancholy looking mountain a complete chain of rugged hills hemming in the Rio Tololotlan compose the somber looking amphitheater which ' screens the capital of the state of Jalisco on the north. But upon the banks of the Tololotlan prevails another atmosphere, and the traveler finds himself In the region of the tierra caliente, where citron trees and bananas take tho ninro of rmkn and nines and arid sands are succeeded by fields of sugar canes watered by numerous streams. Before the era of railways, when the phrase ferro carril was an uncouth one and Incomprehensible to all save the padres, the Pearl of the West was the queen of the entire rich western coast of Mexico. Even today she lifts her Ivory towers, her mass of shining ? domes and moresque minarets with sweet pride. For the skies toward which she lifts them are of such radlance as scarcely anywhere else are to be seen even In this land of radiant skies. Tree arched avenues lead In every dlrctlon from Guadalajara to Innumerable villages that dot the verdant plain on which she lies smiling. " And these villages, for all that they are such mites of things, are nearly perfect as types. Low adobe bouses straggle around three sides of the town plaza; on the-fourth side Is the quaint church (eveu the pueblltos. the tiniest settlements of all, usually have their churches). Back of the bouses are corraloo onH erawiono and hnntr nf fhpap Id tarn, are the cultivated fields crossed and recrossed by acequlas through which the water comes that makes fruitful the. land. Not alone are these villages typical; they possess, moreover. histories that far antedate the time when the fierce and warlike Nuno de Guzzman led his army Into western New Spain. On a smooth, green billow of the land, just without one of these pueblltos. are two houses. They are not altogether like the rest; they are larger and more pretentious, and standing .up there on the knoll as they do they seem to command the village as a niause might command a seigniory. One morning, something like a double score of years ago, two horsemen came up the willow shaded road that leads past these houses. Their conversation was In French. They were discussing mines, intent upon speculations and investments?at least the elder of the two was. He was not a man you would be likely to pass without observing. There was something in the restless, wiry, nervous expression of bis face that made you wonder what he bad done. His companion, on the contrary, made you question what be possibly could do. He was the daintiest golden haired, blue eyed manikin that ever stepped out of a Parisian bandbox. At the threshold of the first house, the one nearest Guadalajara, from whence the horsemen rode, was a vouner eirl busllv engaged in stringing colored beads. She was seated upon a mat, her legs crossed Id Mexican fashion, and from beneath her dress peeped two little stockingless feet. Her rebozd had glided from her head to her shoulders and from her shoulders to the reed mat upon which she was sitting. "Mou Dieu! What a beauty!" exclaimed the younger man. And as timidity was not the principal defect In the character of this cavalier he politely took off his hat, caused the rowels of his iron spurs to clank against the sides of bis steed, and the animal reared and curveted in his most elegant manner before the porch of the bouse. The movement was so unexpected that the girl uttered a cry of terror and started to her feet The next moment the horse bad thrown its rider. He lay senseless on the road, having struck his temple on a stone. When Berrendo Oajaca, the master of the house, had been called, when the unconscious young man bad been brought under cover of his roof and everything that hospitality could suggest had been done, Henry Beausolell went on his way to San Pedro. His host had told him of a doctor whom he would find there, and It was nearer than Guadalajara. "Bab!" he muttered angrily to himself. "What a milksop that fellow is!" He referred to his whilom companion. Then he added with a chuckle: "He Is the one whom his money manipulates. I am the one who manipulates bis money." Which was true enough. Beausolell wad Claude Catou's agent, and he had sent his fortune out In all directions. For the most part It came back with considerable booty in the way of percentage. It dipped Into every transaction In the state of Louisiana (New Orleans was Catou's birthplace). It walk ed around In slaves, it floated In boats, and It shaved paper. Claude was the last representative of an aristocratic family who for genera _? -t. -t-t. -t-f- #?t- -f?t- ,fMf, -g-?n 1T IT TT u IT n TT TT TT TT rr TT TT "THE SHADOW* tt OF THE tt ?(ORDILLERA;? ^ Op, The Maonofia Flower. fct nwTBftTVTi r.rrr * wrmwrg 1?1* ttCOPYK10HT, 1900, BY ER~IM W A RDM AN. ^ aft ?fc ft 1*t ft ft n w w rr TT W tloos bad married for blood and money together. When they were not polishing and refining the original stock, they were fertilizing and cultivating their money. If It happened to be a case of cousins, so much the better. The process of concentration, however, was more favorable to the money than to the blood. The children bad grown smaller and weaker, prettier and punier, fewer and fewer, generation after generation. This last representative of the race had got to that Dass Intellectually when be bad to buv all the business ability be required. His agent. Beausoleii. bad business ability to sell and over. * * * * Down in tbe depths of ber Aztec blood Ouelle bad a superstitious faitb In the coming again of Montezuma. She knew that when the god returned It would be with the rays of the rising sun, and as the blond young fellow had lain there in the road for a few moments in the early morning sunlight be had indeed appeared to her as a god. When finally he opened his eyes, she was standing by the door watching him, one arm half raised and resting on the sill, her body partly turned, as If arrested. The position showed the beautiful lines of ber lithe figure. He looked at ber dreamily and tried to raise bis head, but be could not. Then V* /-v rvlnl m atrnh oIavfIit tr?\r q r/1 him ft Q U1C ?111 uiuini oiu 1.1j w.n.v. u.u, though fascinated by his look, and gazed into his eyes as a little child might. "I am so sorry that toy scream frightened the senor's horse." The voice was as melodious as that of the cenzontle, the Mexican nightingale. Catou bad sprained his ankle. It appeared, and in the weeks that followed Beausoleil came to see him dally. But be never staid long. He was disgusted with the whole affair, he said. His opinion, however, made little difference to Claude, who was In the habit of doing as be pleased. An agent was paid for managing business affairs, nothing else. Young Montezuma meanwhile had won the heart of the stout, middle aged senora by commissioning Beausoliel to fetch her the most gaudy dress pattern to be found in all Guadalajara, and he bad become a great personage? a very great personage indeed?to the little brown faced children because he bad bidden his agent never to forget to bring them dulces. Berrendo Oajaca ?'o? ML-orl h I in honniwo hp Rnnbp the Spanish "muy galante." But with Ouelle It was different?altogether different. One day Berrendo was out In the garden by the acequla planting a magnolia tree. The senora had just reached up and seized one of a number of chickens perched beneath the roof of the jacal. She was wringing its neck with a view to supper. Ouelle was preparing the American senor some coffee. He liked It often. The senor, for his part, lay back In his chair, his ankle nicely bandaged, watching the door leading to the kitchen, which from time to time Ouelle would pass. In some strange way he could not understand, and yet which seemed per fectly natural to him, he longed to re-1 main here, away from the fuss and fret and fume, the noise and complexity of things. He was tired of white kid gloves and evening clothes. What claims had New Orleans on him, Claude Catou? Death, who had always been banging around the corner with a pistol or a knife or sailing up the Mississippi with a cargo of yellow fever or cholera, had robbed him of all his people. As to bis business affairs, Beausolell could attend to them, of course. It was farcical for him even to attempt to meddle In their management. Besides? Ouelle entered the room with a cup of coffee and a flask of cognac. She placed the tray on a table at his side. He touched her band, and her lips parted as though to speak. Her father coming In at this moment she turned away and sank In a huddled heap on the floor near the door of the kitchen. Berrendo was in something of an 111 humor. He had not been all this time planting his magnolia tree, it appeared. He had been quarreling again with his neighbor, Cristino Miguel. Now. Berrendo and Cristiuo were the closest of comrades. When rhe detested Americanos hod Invaded their couiltry. they had fought together and suffered loss of property together. And I since those days but one discord everl had jostled upon their harmonious friendship. This discord came In the shape of bickerings over the right to the water which reached Berrendo's innd nnlv after having crossed a field of Cristlno. Usually these wrangles were of a good natured sort. But today, decidedly, Berreudo's temper had got the upper hand. He tried to explain to Catou: "He thinks"?referring to Cristlno Miguel?"that because bis people have handed him down as a treasure a letter addressed, *A1 Senor Don Miguel Hidalgo y < ostilla, Parocco del Pueblo de Dolores'?why, caramba! he thinks that because of this he ought to own the whole of Mexico." Berrendo snapped his fingers with so much em- J phasls that he quite conveyed the Impression of having stamped his foot "He claims some sort of relationship with the conquistadores," he began again. "Have some cognac?" Interrupted Catou, pushing the flask toward him. "And coffee?" Then turning to Ouelle with a smile, "Will the senorita fetch another cup of coffee?" When she returned, her father met ber, having forgotten Cristlno and the conquistadores, and leading ber to Catou, placed her hand In his and said: "It Is well, senor; si 'sta'ueno. You are rich and will be kind to her." And the senora, coming from -the Jacal, nodded her bead so that the great golden hoops In her ears bobbed merrily. And she echoed, "Yes, It Is well." So the next day the padre came, and before a gracious picture of Our Lady of Guadalupe and little lighted candles shining like stars the girl whose ancestors bad danced a war dance and cried "Oulch'ka! Oulch'ka!" and the man whose ancestors had lived In ft castle and written on crested paper became man and wife. Ouelle was radiantly happy In spite of the clothing that came from Guadalajara for her use. This clothing amazed her, and at first It was Irksome to remain dressed as her beautiful Montezuma would have her. But whenever he would show her a likeness that he carried In a locket?that of his mother, he said?she would smile and, feeling of her dressed hair and glancing at her slippered feet, would say gayly: "And I also shall look like that one day." * One evening Catoti sat looking over the mall that Beausolell had fetched him. Ouelle was cuddled In a little heap on the floor, her head against his knee. Catou had tried several times to open bis mouth. At last the words came: "Sweetheart, I must go to New Orleans, but I can't take you, because"? Ouelle sprang to her feet In an Instant and Into her dark eyes came a wild look. "But you are mine?mine." In a moment she forgot her queenly bearing and fell sobbing In the man's arms, her whole body quivering. "Probeclto," he said, holding her close. "I will come back to you soon. MBut you are mine?mine." Listen. There Is going to be war In the States between the north and the south. 1 must flght for my rights. But we'll whip those Yankees In a fev weeks, and then?then I'll come to you. dear." The next day through her tears she saw him ride off. Ah. poor little brown wife! Go back to your beud stringing and look up the road that leads to Guadalajara. Your tears shall be your meat day and night, while underneath your breath you inouu. "Oh, Dlos!" CHAPTER II. The magnolia tree that bad been planted out by the acequla had seen spring give place to summer and autumn to winter nearly 13 times, when at last one day old Berrendo and Cristlno, his neighbor, hit upon a merry plan. Henceforth there should be no more wrangling. The neia over wmcn the water tlowcd was to be Liana's marriage portion. Of course they would have to wait awhile for the wedding. Jnocenclo, Berrendo's grandson, was only 12, and Liana, the granddaughter of Crlstlno, was but 9. Meanwhile, having deter mined upon the plan which should put an end to the contention of years, the two old men were In rare glee. In their abandon they drauk to the health of their grandchildren more times than was good for them in Parras brandy o* the best. Berrendo was sharply denounced in consequence by bis wife, but Cristino, poor old fellow, had no senora's gracious presence in his bouse. To be sure. Liana opened her great eyes wide when he laughed inordinately and sat down on a table Instead of a chair. But as be allowed her to take a picture of St. Catherine that bung on the wall and cut ou+ the saint's figure for a doll she thought on the whole, It was rather nice. together, and they were both alike In this?they were orphans. The little girl was but 3 years old when her parents, who had gone to spend a week with some cousins in a near by pueblo, were carried off by a pestilence of smallpox which swept down upon the town. The boy's mother had died In giving him birth. As to his fatherwell. no one ever spoke of his father, and Inocenclo grew so at last that be disliked to ask his grandfather any questions concerning him. However, he noticed a singular thing In this connection. Whenever by any chance It happened that he was bold enough to broach the subject Berrendo, having gruffly warded him off, would Invariably break Into the same little snatches of an old Spanish song: De ml laeo t'escaparas, Pero de mil bola?quando I And then he would go about bis work, puffing and steaming at a great rate. Berrendo had never been a gaucho? Inocenclo was sure of that?so why did he sing this couplet? That was a gaucho's song. The devoted grandmother?she .who nursed the stone bruises, picked out the slivers, kissed away the troubles, gladdened the young heart by her simple tales?bad told him one thing, though. His father's name wan Claude. His mother had asked that the priest should give her baby that name, too, and he bad?Claude Inocencio. "But Inocencio is a name long enough to hear every day," the old woman had concluded, "and your grandfather likes it better." Liana liked it too. She would have been lonely without Inocencio. He had been her champion and lover?aye, and her worshiper as well?ever since babyhood. Once when the tiny, soft eyed thine, a coouette even then, had put her arms around the stalwart boy and lisped in pretty Spanish that she loved him he had stopped whittling his stick and answered solemnly: "But, Liana, you do not love me as well as Pancho Manuel. You gave him half of your banana yesterday." "Oh, si," she had answered, with a slight toss of her lovely baby head, "1 liked Pancho yesterday, but 1 like you, Inocenclo, today." And Inocenclo bad kissed her, not satisfied and not understanding, yet trying to be content. The glamour of his love cast about her an unreal light, out of w. 'ch shone so perfect a figure that he bowed before her, while his straightforward nature endeavored to grasp the tortuous windings of a temperament beyond his comprehension. Yet at times was he also masterful. The day. for Instance, when unknown to them Berrendo and Crlstlno bad decided upon their merry plan. The children were making little adobes and building toy jacals cut under the magnolia tree, fetching their water from the acequia In miniature ollas. "Whr. Ho von slcrh. Inncpncln?" HRkpri Liana, stirring her wet clay vigorously. "Is It because the English that the padre gives you for your lesson tomorrow Is so hard ?" "No; there Is another thing that makes me sad. It will be five long months yet before I am 13, Liana." Inocenclo made the announcement reflectively. "And then there is such a weary time to wait before I shall be a man." "Well, when you get to be a man what then ?" "I shall marry you first of all. And then I shall go far Into the Immense forests of the mountains there"?he pointed to the distant peaks pf the Cordillera, beyond which lie Teplc and San Bias?"and I will bunt and hunt and hunt"? The boy broke off for a moment to listen to the wind playing delicately in the branches of the tree above him, a rapt expression on his handsome, swarthy face. Did he hear his Indian forbears calling "Yo-hl-ouan!" "Yes, and I will sleep on a bed of grass, I will follow the traces of the stag and the jaguar, I"? "But what will you do with me?" chimed in Liana, the feminine in her asserting itself. She stopped her stirring and dropped her stick. She let her little chin fall Into her clay soiled hands and looked at him wonderingly. "Oh," said Inocencia, laughing and rorgetting "xo-ni-ouan," "i snaii Duy you a home in gay Guadalajara. Would you like best that It should be near the great quadrangle of the Plaza de Armas, where the military band plays, or close to the governor's palace, where the flowers are so beautiful, or next to the big cathedral, where they burn a million lights?" "Why, Inocenclo!" exclaimed Liana admliuigly. And then she added, "I think 1 should like best to be near the dear Santuaria." She rubbed her pretty cheek up and down bis arm affectionately. "Because, you know, 1 love It so." For several years now the good padre had been taking her and Inocenclo there on the feast of Guadalupe to Join in the fiesta of the people. The vast nave of the Santuaria, crowded with kneeling forms, and the dazzling splendor of the' white and gold altar had quite stolen away tne cniicrs warm religious 80Ul. The children went on playing quietly for a few moments, each busy with separate thoughts, until Liana interrupted the silence. "Yes, I love the Santuaria, and It would be kind of you to buy me a house close to It. But, no? I should want to go with you, Inocencio. Grandfather will be old and withered then and only have two teeth left Oh, no; I should want to go with you. decld :>dly." "You couldn't Into the deep forests. You are a girt" remarked Inocencio dryly. v Liana's lip trembled for a second. Then she rejoined with a dainty triumph In her voice: "Ah. well, perhaps I shall not want to marry you at all!" It was at this juncture that Inocencio bad brought his Ups together in a mas terful, grim fashion?a fashion which he had and which grandmother saw sometimes, but seldom Liana. "There is no use In many words. I like them not. But I am going to marry you." The next evening, when the padre came to hear their lessons and they were seated around the little table with 1 .4^. T |Ann tne Kerosene muip iu iue ccuici, uuua Informed his reverence that Inocenclo had spoken o her "muy mal." The padre pulled a face, and, drawing the boy close to him, whispered something in his ear. Inocenclo smiled and stood uncertain for a moment, tapping his forehead significantly. "He Is going to beg your pardon In English." the padre explained. Then came Inocenclo's rich, mellow voice, with a childish treble In It: "Mees, I ask of you par-din. Zee hands I kiss of you." "Isn't the English tongue funny, padre?" laughed Liana merrily. "May I learn It too? I'll study hard." No wonder they loved the good padre of their little pueblo. He was a man into whose being something better , than mere scholarship had passed? woodcraft and weather wit, the friendship of animals and a delicate sympathy with the life of childhood. The gentleness of bis manner contrasted oddly with the bigness of his physique. And he was quite content to spend hit days in his humble little corner of the earth. He was too fastidious as well as too iowly to care greatly for the flinging up of caps in the street Yes. the Padre Antonio was one of the Eli8ba kind as against the Elijahs, one of the sort that heal bitter waters with a handful of salt, make poisonous pottage wholesome with a little meal, find quiet, simple ways to deliver poor widows from their creditors and secure homes for orphans. In the pocket of his cassock you could always find a deck of cards, but that was only for the game of solitaire. His sacristan and servant, old Jose, had carved him a sort of card table out of the trunk of a tree, and Instead of going off with his pipe or his cigar, bis flute or his guitar, as other padres did, he would go to his little table and have his game of solitaire. Several years before he had said to Berrendo and Cristlno: "The little ones are bright They ought to go to school." And the two old men half to themselves bad responded In hopeless tones: "SI, padre." Neither of them had ever done that 'There's fine stuff In both of those children, and there's no reason why 1 shouldn't teach them myself. I will." So spoke the padre alone a few hours later to his cards. And ever since then he had been true to his word. At first he bad begun by lifting them to bis knee and telling them of those wonderful things called cities, full of people that could read and write, and about steamboats and steam cars. And they held their breath In amazement, while the tendrils of ambition commenced to feel around and aspirations began to dtlr and hum In their young hearts like waking bees in the warm presence of spring. TO BE CONTINUED. jJttiswltattwujs ?ea<ling. WANT8 BIG NAVY. Roosevelt Thinks the Country Should Be Prepared For Contingencies. President Roosevelt made a set speech in Chicago last Thursday. He discussed the Monroe doctrine In connection with kindred subjects, leading up to his hobby of a more powerful navy. On this subject he talked as follows: Boasting and blustering are as objectionable among nations as among individuals, and the public men of a great nation owe it to their sense of national self-respect to speak courteously of foreign powers, just as a brave and self-respecting man treats all around him courteously. But though the boast Is bad, and causelessly to Insult another worse, yet worse than all Is It to be guilty of boasting, even without Insult, and when called to the proof to be unable to make such boast* 3 <? A AM orlaffA r.uuu. i:icir ie <x uvmvi/ v*u whii i runs: "Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far." If the American nation will speak softly, and yet build and keep at a pitch of the highest training a thoroughly efficient navy, the Monroe doctrine will go far. I ask you to think over this. If you do, you will come to the conclusion that it is mere plain common sense, so obviously sound that only the blind can fail to see its truth and only the weakest and most irresolute can fail to desire to put it into force. Well, in the last two years I am happy to say we have' taken long strides in advance as regards our navy. The last congress, in addition to smaller vessels, provided nine of those formidable lighting ships upon which the real efficiency of any navy in war ultimately depends. It pro vided, moreover, for the necessary addition of officers and enlisted men to make the ships worth having. Meanwhile, the navy department has seen to it that our ships have been constantly exercised at sea, with the great guns, and in manoeuvres, so that their efficiency as fighting units, both individually and when acting together, has been steadily improved. Remember that all of this is necessary. A warship is a huge bit of mechanism, well-nigh as delicate and complicated as it Is formidable. It takes years to build j it. It takes years to teach the officers and men how to handle It to good advantage. It is an absblute impossibility to improvise a navy at the outset of war. No recent war between any two nations has lasted as long as it takes to build a battleship; and it is just as impossible to improvise the officers or the crews as to improvise the navy. To lay up a battleship and only send | it afloat at the outset of a war, with a raw crew and untried officers, would be not merely a folly, but a crime, for it would invite both disaster and disgrace. The navy which so quickly decided in our favor the war of 1898 had been built and made etiicient during the preceding fifteen years. The ships that triumphed off Manila and Santiaim hoH hiillt under nrevious ad &vr ministrations with money appropriated by previous congresses. The officers and the men did t.heir duty so well because they had already been trained to it by long sea service. All honor to the gallant officers and gallant men who actually did the fighting; but remember, too, to honor the public men, the shipwrights and steel workers, the owners of the shipyards and armor plants, to whose united foresight and exertion we owe it that In 1898 we had craft so good, guns so excellent, and American seamen of so high a type in the conning towers in the gun turrets, and in the engine rooms. It is too late to prepare for war when war has come; and if we only prepare sufficiently no war will ever come. We wish a powerful and efficient navy, not for purposes of war, but as the surest guarantee of peace. If we have such a navy?if we keep on building it up?we may rest assured that there is but the smallest chance that trouble will ever come to this nation; and we may likewise rest assured that no foreign power will ever quarrel with us about the Monroe doctrine. TILLMAN TO THE 8TUDENT8. -Address to the Graduating Class of Charleston College. Senator Benjamin R. Tillman delivered an address to the graduating class of the Charleston Medical college in the Academy of Music last Thursday night. There was a tremendous crowd in attendance. Dr. Francis L. Parker, dean of the faeulty, introduced the senator In highly complimentary terms, and the speech was received throughout with enthusiastic approval. The following report of what Senator Tillman said is from tpe News and Courier of Friday morning: Senator Tillman's Speech. There was a great demonstration when Senator Tillman came forward. "I must confess some embarrassment and a strange kind of feeling?I am not altogether clear in my mind what It Is," he said. "My distinguished friend of long standing, Dr. Parker? and there were times when I didn't have so many friends here?has laid it on so thick that I hardly know how to scrape off the sugar and butter to get at the cake. I want you to understand, by way of explanation, that I never prepare a speech. That is something I never do. If I understand a subject and have some facts I can present the facts and then weave an argument i about it. My ambition always has been to have myself clearly understood. I don't want to emulate any speaker, whose habit it is to be so ambiguous that you can't tell which side he is on. I must depend on the inspiration of 1 the moment and such ideas as come to me. "I am especially delighted tonight to have the opportunity to speak to the people of Charleston under conditions that will cause them to listen kindly. You people down here never do things by halves. You don't do it at all, or else you are the whole hog. I have had the pleasure of speaking to the men from the city hall steps, and I am glad now to be face to face with the fair women. If I had ever got their ear in the past I would have discount- < ed your men and whipped you worse than I did. I find that the women I have been listening to man ever since Adam's time, and you can rest assured that when they are satisfied a man is honest he can easily get into their good graces. 1 "I am almost lost about what is to follow. There are four or five ideas i pulling at my brain, but I must not forget that I am here to speak to the members of the graduating class?to ?mmr hfl nf hanhflt SUy &U1I It? HUHg lllai lliajr ue v> uvuv. to them. "This college has always been famous in the history of the state. It has been famous for its great physicians, and as I look back I recall the names of Ogier, Geddings, Dickson and ; my old friend here, the dean, who isn't dead yet, but when he does pass to the great beyond he will leave this magnificently established school * a monument to himself, more enduring than brass. "This is the commencement of what?" You young men are Just getting through with your education, and you are ready for the race of life, a i race that may bring success or failure, wealth or possibly disgrace. In presenting a few questions I am merely dipping into my experience as a ipan, and of the knowledge I have acquired, as my friend Hemphill says I go about the country stirring up all the meanness possible." j Senator Tillman drew a beautiful word picture of the young men who , start out in life, with its great possibilities and purposes. Speaking to the 1 graduates he said they were ready 1 for the fray, and from their faces he felt that they were prepared to make good. "We have been told that there are 1 three learned professions?divinity, law and medicine. The modern IndusKon Krmi crV? t In tho fipipntlflp. Vliai 1I1C IIOO l/t VUQMV ?* VMV www??. . . ? as the necessary basis for the foundation of education. Tour doctors and preachers generally have a great field , for the exercise of their talents. If a man has a silver tongue and a logical brain he has a chance for fame and preferment that comes to few. The preacher Is compelled to get out In the open. Tou all must do this, for without a character no man can get far. But your preacher must preach. Unless his eloquence can seize the heart and mind of his congregation he's a failure. Tour lawyer also must fight In the open. He takes cases, good or bad, right or wrong?the conditions compel it, I suppose, to accept any case?and few men in the legal profession will decline to take a case, even If they know a man Is a rascal. But, I'm not here to discuss ethics. His standing and advancement must depend upon his worth, but he must fight in the open. "Now, what do these young gentlemen do? They go to the house when called to visit a patient, examine his ?1 * * onH nnS PUIKC Ctliu lUII^UC, oon, 4UCOVIVUO I*i?v> MVW their heads, take a book and give a prescription and then say so and so to the relatives. They follow directions, yet nobody knows whether the doctor knows what he's doing or not. He may make a correct diagnosis; he may locate the trouble and cure It; but too often he doesn't know, so he goes guessing. If he's sensible he'll write something that won't do any harm. "Secrecy is the mask behind which the physician must go through the world. They are not sure what they are doing, yet they do the best they know how, and if mistakes are made it is the fortune of life. No physician can fail to look back without seeing where he made blunders in his first cases? blunders that were injurious, if they did not cause death. "After the young doctor gives his prescription, who fills it? And now comes this other contingent, the pharmacists. We have read where this man or that woman was killed by an accident of an unskilled pharmacist. They get the wrong vial. It is necessary to have one kind trained as well as the other. I am glad South Carolina has a place where these young men can be trained in their professions. "I believe the faculty acted wisely in lengthening the course at the Medical college. You don't turn these young fellows loose too soon. You have Just had a smattering, and it is necessafy for you to work while you sit and wait for patients?study more, for unless you do you will fall. We see that the preacher depends on publicity, the lawyer is forced to depend on it, and the doctors have got to succeed by curing and not killing. You are prepared now to use the tools of your profession, but you must keep abreast with advancement, for medical science has made more progress in me last twenty-five years than it did in centuries. The doctors are counting on new preparations. "The south is richer in medical plants than any other part of the world, as I)r. Porcher's book, which was a blessing to the men in the Confederate army, proved. You young pharmacists ought to organize and go make your medicines In Charleston, rather than have carloads of old roots dumped here every year. If you are going to have humbugs, why not have them made here rather than outside?" Senator Tillman declared that a young physician's success in life depended on his work and study. He said that this might be the severest period,of a life time?it might be hard, but it was necessary to keep study !ng. He said the best thing for the young men to do was to get good wives to help and cheer them on. "I want to say this to you, young men: I married before I was 21. I had a mother and three sisters to support, and that, too, in 1866, but I added to the burden and got a good wife of 18 years- to help me care for my mother. . Some people can say that If Ben Tillman is a devil and a demagogue he's got a good wife, and I say unto you now go thou and do likewise." This advice of Senator Tillman's made a big hit with the young mowen in the audience. "While the reverend gentlemen of the cloth are a necessary part of our life they never have the same sacred relations with men and women 'as you . will have. When you consider the relations between a physician and the man who puts him in his family, to come and go at liberty, when you recall the spectres in homes, those skeletons In closets, which would bring disgrace If the outside world knew, then you mus't real lee the responsibility that does not come to many In this world. "When I look back on my career I find that some of my warmest friends were physicians. I remember when I Was on a sick bed In 1864, with aD abscess of the socket, which you physicians must know was serious,, and when my physician felt that I would die, I remember how that good man, Dr. Henry H. Stelner, of Augusta, gave me comfort and strength to bear my burden of pain. His touch was magic to my fevered brow. I sent for him and he never failed to come, and there was that magnetism about him without which no physician can accomplish anything for his patients. The physician who demonstrates his ability is a blessing in every household." In concluding his address Senator Tillman, referring to the introduction* of Dr. Parker, said that he did not belong to the type of politicians that had made Charleston famous. He made a friendly thrust at Dr. McKlnley and, as he declared that he wished Charleston great luck, he said. 'Til swear to God I won't say - anything: ftbout Charleston unless I can say something good. For God's sake, don't talk unless you can talk for the old city's good. "I am glad to meet the women of Charleston?I can always take care of the men. If you' see fit to fight me, then go ahead, for I don't count much on these, recent demonstrations. Maybe if I continued to do like the good Samaritan I might hold your good will. No, my friends, I am joking now. I never want to win applause until I have first won your respect, and if I beat you Into resprecting me then I gratulate myself." Senator Tillman closed by paying a tribute to the efforts now being made for the upbuilding of Charleston. After the audience was dismissed scores of people went on the stage and shook hands with the speaker. THE RETIRED BURGLAR. A Little Mishap That Befell Him Through Neglect to Test His Tools. ' "You'd think now, wouldn't you," said the retired burglar, "that a man In my business, if anybody, would test his tools before bringing them into use, and so take no chances with them? You would, sure; but the best jnen neglect this, sometimes, and I did once, and came to grief. "The lip of* my old Jimmy had got chipped, and rather than have it drawn out and retempered I had had a new one made. I had been doing pretty weH along about then and I felt that [ could afford it, to say nothing to the common sense of having only the best tool to work with. ,,fThof now 41mm v nroa o hofliitv to took at, and well-balanced and good under the hand, fine and perfect In every way, apparently, and I never tested it I tried It on a safe I knew of that seemed to be just waiting for somebody to come along and crack It "This safe stood at the top landing , of a pair of stairs that led up to the second story of a two-story detached building that was used for a factory of some sort and that stood on the same lot with the house of the owner in a small country town. I suppose they put it out there so they could tumble it down stairs handy in case of fire. "It didn't seem much of a safe. It was a loose-jointed, sort of ramshackle looking: old safe compared with what they build now-a-days, but it didn't turn out as easy as I thought it was J going to. "It stood with its door toward the office room on that second floor, and with the hinged edge of the door back from, and the opening edge toward the top of the stairs; so { had to stand with my heels right on the edge of the top step of the stairs to get at it. I wedged the door out a little, to get it started away from the door frame, and then I got the new Jimmy in and began prying. "But the old safe, as I was saying turned out to be tougher than I had expected, and the first thing I knew there was a crack and a break, not in the safe door but in the handle of my new jimmy?a flaw in the steel?and standing as I was on that very top step and leaning out over the stairs at the moment, away I went "It was plumb daylight when I came to, and then I was in on a work bench on the first floor of this little factory, with a doctor bending over me on one side, and the owner of the factory on the other. The owner had found me senseless at the bottom of the stairs, and there I had lain till he picked me up. "He did his first duty, to me, by sending for the doctor, and later he did his duty to the community. It was easy to do that with the handle of my % broken Jimmy beside me at the foot of the stairs, the part that matched it sticking in the safe, and my old builseye standing on the top of the strong box. "It was some years after that before i got a cnance to use anotner jimmy, at all-; but I never repeated the mistake I made with that one."?New York Sun. Not Appreciated.?Bjenks?It certainly seems to me that a man like Bjackson, who has worked hard all his life and brought up a family of sixteen children, deserves a great deal of credit! BJones?No doubt But he can't get It at the stores.?Summerville, Mass., Journal. /