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| IbI E |^ ^ nn ISSUED SEMI-WEEKLY. tM. GRIST'S sorb, PibUdun. J % Jfantil; Jteirspaper: <Jfor the promotion of the political, JSoqial. ^grtenltvpt and Commercial Interests of the jpeople. jTB mkmfcopi, n??oma11^ "established 1855. ~ YORKVILLE, 8. C., TUESDAY 9EPTEMBKR, 13, 1905. ISTO. 73. ELLEN C. 0 KING'S M V. Written for the Torkvllle Enqi CHAPTER IX. Ot many an 111 untold, unsung, That will not?may not, find a tongue. Bykon. v. It was early morning when Bessie Craig stood, with her sun bonnet In her hand. In the porch of their little cottage. "Indeed, father, I don't like to leave you," said she. "Supposing harm should befall you, I would never forgive myself for the desertion." "God's goodness and my grey hairs will preserve me, lassie," replied the old man; "and I'll be better satisfied . to know you are up at the mansion." "Tes, but father, God's goodness can ?- onil tha manilnn did prrwrvc uir, iw, <m?u ???.. not preserve Miss Ellen from fear the other night." "I know that, Bessie," replied the old man, sighing; "but still I'm thinking they'll be apt to show you more respect if you were up there, though it's little the respect these Tory troopers show to gny one now. Maybe it's as well for you to bide with your auld father afV ter all." "I will go. if you bid me, father, but I'd rather be with you," replied the dutiful girl, as she clasped the old man's arm. "As you will Bessie. After a' it is He only who kills and who makes alive again; and though I ken it so weel, and ken that He who keeps the young ravens wilt guard my little Bessie, still my faith is trembling tonight, and I fear for you my bairn." . "You have heard so many bloody tales lately, dear father, of those wicked troopers, that you are uneasy; but Cbl. ' Campbell will soon drive them from our country, and we will have peace once more." "Peace, peace," said old Andrew, "God grant it! Sometimes I fear we will never see it again." "You desponding, father! Why I m. thought nothing could shake your trust in the holy cause. Why you'll have your little Bessie scolding you for want of faith. Go down and see the minister awhile. You know a talk with him always does you good, and you will come back cheered." "I -believe I will, Bessie, for whether this failing faith is a sign that the silver cord will soon be loosed and the golden bowl broken, or no. I canna say; but this I know that He who so long has granted me living grace will also grant me dying grace; and I will do as you say, ~ chlel, and awa and seek strength from the man of God." And the old man went away murmuring "a little" child shall lead you; unless ye become as a little child, ye cannot en^ ter the kingdom of heaven." Little Bessie was too light-hearted a maiden to remain long sad. and too busy a body to remain long Idle; so drawing her spinning wheel from its cover, she kept time to its low buzzing music, with many a plaintive ditty of olden time. It was easy to read the memories that tilled her Innocent heart as she sang "A soldier once I lo'ed forget him shall 1 ^ never," And the more tender love that breathed from her lips in "The dieareet lad that ever blest a woman'* e*e." Bessie was never lonely. Her wheel and hV merry heart were an antidote against all ennui, as well as against all care: and beside that wheel, her busy fancy wove many a bright hope for the future, with Elllck Bowen to share it and peace to bless them both. So ab ^ sorbed was she in her pleasant fancies, that she did not notice the frequent passing of many persons on the hitherto quiet road, and it was not till her attention was aroused by a gruff call for water, that she discovered some unusual occurence was enacting. Small parties of troops were hurrying down the road as If reconnoltering. while here and there a weary traveler plod* ded on as if he dared not rest. To Bessie's inquiries she received a coarse reply, or a profane oath, and closing the door of the cottage she awaited, with considerable anxiety, the return of her father. It was not long ere he came, the hurried manner of his riding testifying to his anxiety. Hastily dlsmounting, he drew his horse within the shadow of trees, and hurried Into his dwelling. The news he brought was startling. Ferguson, in his rapid retreat, had crossed the Cherokee Ford, and was making for King's Mountain, where he Intended to take a position to give battle. The rabble of the army, who followed it for the purposes of plunder, were scattering through the country to await the decision of the v battle. The soldiery had been guilty of the most wanton cruelties and depredations. A party of them, the night previous, entered Mr. Adam's house and wantonly burned all the Bibles and Psalm books they could find, swearing that Presbyterian covenanters were the inciters of the rebellion, and he might thank the luck that spared them from ki?? ?? Kuonlriar nila ^ imwwme mill un me- uui> 0 1 "Oh, father!" cried Bessie, horror struck at the sacrifice. "If God's word is not sacred, what will these people respect?" "Nothing, lassie, nothing, there's no age nor condition beyond their cruelty, and I hear yon devil, Ferris has got Mr. Wllloughby's plate safe In the British camp." * "Why that Is downright robbery." cried Bessie, "And what do they care for that? If they do not value human life, they will hardly respect human rights. Jack Adair's wife, down on the creek, refused to tell some of the party where the cattle were, resolving they should not go to feed the British, and they ripped her open on her own door steps, and the dead mother fell on the bairns that were crying around her knee." "Horrible, horrible?" said Bessie, covering her face with her hands. "Yes. and what I'm to do with you, chlel, I canna say. My heart faints at the thought of the terror to which you will be exposed." "I will not leave you, father," said Bessie, firmly. &MPBELL R [OUNTAIN Hirer, by Mrs. Mary A. Ewart. "Deed, Bessie, I dlnna what to do; but I'm thinking you'll be better at the Mansion House." "It Is useless to persuade me. father. You see yourself they are not free from the Insults of these lawless men, and I am as safe here with you as I am anywhere. I cannot go. Do not grieve me by asking, dear father," said little Bessie, In her coaxing way. "As you like lassie. Dear knows I canna And it In my heart to send you from me now." Bessie now busied herself about her usual household duties, and though in terrupted frequently by rude guests, still the day promised to pass without other danger than the terror these coarse visitors inspired. Late In the evening, Andrew gathered, from the remarks of the passers, that the Americans were in hot pursuit, and would likely come up with the enemy on the following day. , "It is positive madness," said one, "to attempt forcing Ferguson from that position. He commands the whole hill, and each column of the Whigs, as It advances, will be swept by his guns till not a man remains. He's got a body of regulars there, too, that would face a thousand devils if they were commanded to do it. I tell you. there's small chance for those huntlngshlrt fellows below. Why Ferguson could crush them by only rolling the stones down." Such conversations, and the like, were not calculated to quiet Andrew's mind; yet just as little did they Intimidate hopeful little Bessie. With a quiet smile and many an Inward prayer. for well she knew Elhck was there, did she pursue her duties. As evening advanced the confusion became greater, and the ribald oaths and obscene songs of the brutal rabble, more than once startled and shocked Bessie's ears. Still she bravely kept up her courage, and sktlng the tabla for the evening meal, prepared it the usual tidy despatch. "I am afraid you are no better father," said Bessie, who had twice called the old man before he had answered. "Yes. lassie dear, better and more comfortable since the morn," replied the old man. "If I get a night's rest, with God's blessing, I will be the same as ever, and may He bless and keep us," said he, as he reverently bowed his head, asking the customary blessings on fh# fond nrovldod. Thev had scarcely sat down ere he door was rudely thrown open ana a party of troopers, headed by Ferris, entered. "Just In time," said he; with a coarse oath. "Come. Bessie." said he, familiarly laying his hand on ner shoulders, "Give us some supper, girl: the best the house will afford." Now Bessie was neither patient nor prudent, and quick to resent such conduct and language from the man whom she hated above all others In the world, she replied? . "I'll never wait on you: Reuben Ferris. nor any like you: but I know you'll take what you want. There are the keys; wait on yourself," and throwing them on the table, she entered her own room and closed the door. "A spicy jade," said one of the men. "Let her alone," said Ferris. "I'll deal with her presently." "I trust, sirs," said Andrew, In pale alarm at Bessie's imprudent words and the swaggering impudence of the party, "that you will think nothing of the hasty speech of a silly lassie. You are welcome to whatever my poor house affords, and I will wait upon you better than a foolish girl." "I'll swear If it ain't the deaf Scotchman, Tom! You can hear well enough now, you grey headed hypocrite," said a trooper, with an oath. "Ha! what is that Tom?" asked Ferris In surprise, at the Indignant astonishment of his companions. "We came here, the night of your big expedition against Major Davie up at the Mansion House," laughed Tom? with whom and his companions. Ferris' bungling business was a standing Joke?"and found the old sinner so deaf and Psalm singing, as not to be able to hear anything we said to him. You have recovered wonderfully since that time, friend." "Yes. and I'll be sworn he was the very man that carried the news to the Whig camp," said Ferris, in gathering wrath. "If I thought so, I'd make him dance on nothing, pretty soon," said the trooper a reckless and cruel bully, who was a match for Ferris In every crime. "But no, it could not have been, for there was no one here but himself." "No one but himself! Where was Bessie?" said Ferris, with his keen grey eyes fixed on the man. "His child? Oh! she had gone to see a friend," said the trooper, who could not understand the gathering cloud on Ferris' brow. "She had. had she?" thundered Ferelo "Vau* " oq irl rrlu with Q tmr rible oath, "she will pay dearly for that visit. Tell me where she went." cried he. starting up and grasping the throat of Andrew, "or I'll choke every drop of blood out of you." There was a low gurgling sound, and Ferris, not aware himself. In his fury of the giant grip that was suffocating the old man. was Rtartled by a piercing shriek, and Bessie, who had been an anxious listener to the foregoing conversation, rushed from the adjoining room and threw her arms around her father. With a furious curse, the wretch dashed the old man from his hand, and dragging the girl from the now Insensible body, thundered out? "So it was you. my little Miss, that done Bowen the good deed of carrying tales to him. was It?" "My father, my dear father." cried the girl, wrenching herself from the ruffian's grasp: and. kneeling by the side of the still prostrate form, called on him In piercing tones to speak to her. He was not dead, but partially strangled and stunned. He slowly, opened his eyes, and with difficulty raised himself from the floor. "Are you hurt, father dear?" cried Bessie, as she bent over him In tearful anxiety. "I canna say. my child. I feel very strange?here?" said he, hesitatingly pressing his hand to his head. "I think, child, I have had a stroke," and he looked into her face in pitiful distress. "Shut up that confounded blubbering and tell me If It waa you who carried tales to the rebel Bowen," said Ferris, for a moment Intimidated at the girl's grief; but again furious at the memory of that night's disappointment. "Elllck Bowen Is no rebel, Reuben Ferris, and if you want to know who spoiled your murderous plan. Til tell you. I did, and I'd do It again and again, to disappoint such Tory cowards as you who are only fit to fight old men and frighten women." It was a brave speech, but a sadly Imprudent one. Ferris' hitherto noisy tones grew deep, and his smothered wrath made his thickened utterance barely intelligible. Words of concentrated passion burst from his lips, which little Bessie replied to In scornful recklessness; then a sneering familiarity which Bessie did not hesitate to show was as hateful as It was despicable; there were words and tones which caused the maiden in terror and bitter shame to hide her head on the old man's bosom, followed by .brutal insults, which were met by passionate tears and vain pleadings; there was the tremulous voice of an old man pleading. as only a father could, for an only child, and that child a maiden, answered by curses and blows; there was a struggle, a groan, a woman's shriek of mortal terror, of bitter agony, a hoarse laugh, a ribald jest; then darkness and silence, and gloom gathered around the dwelling so long the abode of innocence and peace: stars looked down on a ruined garden, trampled by rough and unheeding feet; the little gate swung back from Its hinges, and desolation seemed stamped upon the hitherto lovely spot. CHAPTER X. Oh! such a day, 80 fought, so follow'd and ao fairly won, Came not UU now. shakspeare. "Tell Miss Ellen to come to me Immediately," said Mr. Adams, as he stopped, for a moment, at the door of the Mansion House. "What Is the matter, Mr. Adams?" said Ellen. In alarm, as she answered the hastv summons. "Bessie. Bessie Craig is dying. Can you go to her?" "What do you tell me? Bessie, Bessie dying? Oh! It cannot be." "It Is too true. Go down, if you can. for her father is helpless from paralysis, brought on, I suppose, by the dreadful stroke." "Oh! this is dreadful," cried Ellen; "but what is the matter? She was quite well when I last saw her but a day ago." "I cannot tell. I only fear it is the foulest murder that ever was perpetrated. The old man cannot speak. I found him bound in a chair, in his own house, and Bessie lying at his feet, her dress almost torn from her body, and bathed in blood, from the rupture of a blood vessel, I presume. for I saw no wound. She either would not or could not speak to me. but clung to her father, and hiding her face on his knee, moaned as if her heart would break. I tried to get something out of Andrew, but he only muttered, 'Tories,' and pointed to Bessie." "Good Heavens!" cried Ellen, In pallid terror; "this is too terrible to realize; but I will go to her?will go at once. Oh! the cruel, cruel hand that could have injured that Innocent girl. What fiend could have done it?" "I much believe It was that Ferris. He incited a party against me, that came and burnt the most of my library last night, swearing my covenanting principles made me the rebel I was. and threatening to take my life for that sermon at the church the other day. I judged from what I heard that Ferrtg was up here, robbing Mr. Wllloughby of what he could lay his hands on." "He was; and knowing the character of the man, my uncle saved himself from insult, perhaps from Injury, by making a complete surrender. He and his myrmidons swept everything. They literally robbed us. It Is likely uncle Hubert will object to my going down to the homestead today. But I must go to Bessie." "I do not think there will be any danger. The Tories are now all collected in Ferguson's camp; and, even if they were not, every principle of humanity calls for assistance at the homestead." "Are you going back? If so," said Ellen, "I will go with you." "No," replied the minister, compressing his lips, while a frown gathered on his usually placid brow, "my duty is yonder, today," pointing to the heights of King's Mountain. "If such scenes as yon I left behind would not arm every man?priest or layman?then would I say that charity had died in the human heart, and we deserve to be butchered, insulted and dishonored. I know not how I shall tell poor Bowen. It will go nigh to madden him." Ellen turned tearfully away as the picture of Bessie, In the pride of her young beauty and timid love, rose before her, and bidding the minister good speed, with many an inward prayer for a blessing upon their arms, with many an anxious thought for one whom she well knew would be In the thickest of the day's battle, she turned, with a sad heart, to fulfill a woman's and sister's duties to little Bessie Craig. As the minister rode along, he met with many of the neighboring people hastening to the scene of combat. Some riding bare-back, with dangling trace chains, roused by some fresh tale of terror In the excitement of the coming battle, to strike a blow for vengeance and freedom. As they rode along together. no noisy boisterous tones, or excited profanity, testified to the passions that were stirring their nature. No. the feeling was too deep and holy for the outbreak of speech. Occasionally. a tale of butchery would be told, but In low tones that spoke deeply of smothered passion, or hissing out. would come In spasmodic utterance, a story of dishonor and wrong that whitened the pallid cheeks to a still more deathly hue, and forced the blood from lips bitten In strong determination to repress the fury of passion. And with their burning eyes fastened on the bristling crest of the British encampment, they pressed on. The man of God, the minister of peace, roused to holy vengeance; the grey haired father made childless by British butchery, the stalwart man enduring his wrongs with heroic fortitude; the beardless boy forced to premature manhood, quenching his tears and nerving his heart by memories that curdle the blood to look back upon; all. In a silence more ominous than words, hastened to the patriot's camp. As they reached It, an order was passed rapidly along the line. Laconic as it was appropriate, it agreed well with the character or tne determined leaders of that day's action? "Tie up overcoats; pick touch holes; prime afresh, and be ready to fight." The party now entering, were warmly welcomed; their familiarity with the ground and arrangement of the British camp, proving highly useful to the officers of the patriot army. Acting upon the Information thus obtained, the officers determined to divide their columns and attempt to surround the mountain. By their division, Sevier's troops formed the right; Cleveland's and Williams's together, under whom were our heroes, Davie and Bowen, the left; Campbell's the right of the centre; and Shelby the left centre. Hurriedly as the order was made. It 'could not be excelled for judgment and military skill. . There was a common centre for these columns, and that was the standard of England, on the crest, fluttering proudly and majestically over the scarlet uniforms and glittering bayonets of Ferguson's undaunted regulars Their game was before them, and these mountain hunters needed neither leader nor captain to show them how to fight. With a hope that he might be spared the necessity of telling Captain Bowen his sad news, Mr. Adams, still urged by duty, rode through the ranks In search of him. At length, he decried him handing a despatch to Campbell, which his ubiquitous corps had Just Intercepted on Its way from Ferguson to Cornwallls. It was read aloud at the head of the line. He said: "I hold a position on the King's Mountain, and all the rebels out of h?11 cannot drive me from It." There was no boastful shout of scorn among that determined little band, but a grim smile, as each muscular hand grasped the rifle, or the sword In a tightening clasp, and] with iheir chlvalrlc leaders at their 1 head, answering to their cry of j "forward!" they struck Into a gallop. Riding up to Bowen, as he took his i position in his troop. Mr. Adams said? "You arc surprised to see me here. Elllck, but I have had much to nerve my arm since last I saw you." "I have heard of It, Mr. Adams," replied Bowen. not comprehending the full Import of his words, "and I sympathize with you deeply In your loss, but," he continued with an eager look, "we are to settle such matters today." Mr. Adams could not And It .In his heart to damp, by news of such sorrow, the impetuosity and ardor of the young trooper. For some time he rode by his side in silence and listened to the eager hopes of the patriot, or watched with a sickening heart, the excited flush on Ills manly cheek and the sparkling of his dark eyes. At length, with a manner of careless security, Bowen turned toward him. and asked ir. a low tone, with a smile trembling on his lip? "How is Bessie?" "God knows, Ellick," replied Mr. Adams with a cheek blanched In deep feeling. Foi an instant, Bowen gazed upon him, every particle of color fading from his cheek; then in an unnatural calmness asked: "What has befallen my Bessie *" "The manner and the calm tone deceived Mr. Adams, and he replied? "The worst you can Imagine " The hitherto pale face of Bowen flushed to the deepest scarlet, the blood started from the bitten lips, as with a shuddering recoil he Involuntarily reined his horse back upon his haunches; then burying his spurs Into his sides, bounded madly on for a few paces, as with a thickened utterance he cried: "And that Is worse than death? For God's sake speak and free me from this terror or my b:ain wll. burst;" and he grasped the good minister's arm In a clasp that left Its blackened impression. "Would to God I could, Elllck." replied the good man. frightened, as he well might be, at the agony before him "but I can say nothing? but would to God Bessie were dead." There was a pause, and amid the chattel ing of the hoofs arvund. Mr. Adams could alstineily hear the deep suffocatli g respiration of his companion. At length, with a look of the most wretched despair he turned, and In those painfully Inarticulate tones said: "When?" "Only last night," replied Mr. Adams, the tears springing to nis eyes in his deep sympathy. "And I so near! My little wife! Oh! Bessie." The strong man was melted. The reaction saved, perhaps, his reason, and for an Instant his heart was flooded with a memory of Ineffable tenderness but only to be followed by a desire of unconquerable vengeance. "Tell me all," he said; when seeing Mr. Adams hesitate, he continued, "don't be afraid?see yonder," and he pointed with his gleaming sword to the heights they were now rapidly approaching. His active fancy and knowledge of Ferris' hate, filled up all that Mr. Adams could not understand, and the wild desire for revenge could scarcely be restrained to a discipline necessary to his military position. Fortunately In this moment of Irrepressible vengeance, they came upon an advanced piquet of the royal army. The simple and laconic speech of Col. Cleveland suited well the excited spirit of Bowen, and was a speech the men could understand: "My brave fellows," he .said, "we [have beaten the Tories already, and we can beat them again. They are all cowards. If they were not, they would support the Independence of their country. When engaged with them, you will want no word of command from me. I will show you how to fight by my example. I can do no more. Every man must be his own officer and act from his own judgment. Fire as fast as you can and stand your ground as long at. you can. When you can do no better, run; but do not run quite off. Get behind trees and retreat. If repulsed. let us return and renew the fight. We may have better luck the second time than the first. If any of you are afraid, let them retire, and I beg they may take themselves off at once." The firing commenced. Some of the Americans were on horseback, and others on foot; some behind trees and others exposed; but every man, though obedient to the voice Af hlo nnmmAn/lAw n>no AopWHnir u'it h. w? mo vuiiiiiiauucii nao nsuuug "?"? out the restraint of military discipline, and animated with the ienthuslasm of liberty. The piquet soon grave way. and with loud shouts the mountaineers pressed them to the main body, threatening in their mad career, to break Into their very encampment. Col. Ferguson ordered his men to charge, and suddenly the Americans listened to the voice of Cleveland as he commanded them to retire. They had scarcely given way when Shelby, who had completed the circuit of the mountain, poured In a well directed fire. Facing this new adversary, another bold and gallant charge of English regulars forced him down the hill. But another band of unerring rifles compelled the British commander once more to change his front, and wheeling rapidly,' the patriots were again driven back. Before they could effect a rout, Campbell had ascended the mountain and renewed the attack from that eminence, compelling the British to wheeU^hlch they did in double quick time, but In perfect good order: and having received reinforcements from within the line, the charge was made with the whole British force at the centre column, frith Ferguson at their head, animated by his voice, the shrill notes of his silver whistle rising high &bove the din of combat, they made fhelr impetuous charge. Again, the bayonet in British hands, told, and Campbell gave way before It. But Cleveland had rallied, and Sevier was moving forward, and the double fire was terrific. Campbell's retreating columns heard It. They knew it was the voice of their compatriots, and rallying, they wheeled and rushed upon the advancing columns of the enemy. But Ferguson seeing his danger, threw his men into three columns, facing each column of advancing patriots, and bore down on the entire American line. HBut tt was foo'lfitS: The-mmmttrtn was encircled by foes as bold and deliberate as they were prompt, active and skillful. The British were fighting with men who knew not what defeat was; men whose arms they had themselves nerved to the bloody action of that day. It was conquer or die. It was the last hope of this bleeding state, and Carolina's blood was up and alike unconquerable. In the unyielding principle of right or the fierce energy of despair. The mountain-hunter calmly, but rapidly loading, and deliberately aiming, sent a death messenger In every bullet. Then came the rage of battle. The mortal hatred between Whig and Tory along the border, rendered the contest bloody, vindictive and relentless. Every one turned In revenge. The cruelties that had been practiced during the Tory dominion nerved every arm, and private feelings of Individual exasperation met then a bloody satisfaction. The advancing columns met. The English soldier, with his admirable discipline and indomitable courage, here proved his training and met with the generous forbearance a brave foe always yields to another. The Tory looked upon the circle of fire encompassing him, and read the bi.ter hate and relentless fury of those who were bearing down upon him, and charged the closing flame with the energy of despair. But the circle narrows and the British cavalry were ordered to mount. Ferguson, with a gallantry as indomitable as It was desperate, was seen, In every part of his ranks, cheering and encouraging his men. Determining, In one desperate charge he took his position at the head of his cavalry, and high above the din of battle cried, "crush the d?d rebels to the 'earth." The Americans heard It, and there was a pause. Then the mountains shook with the tramp of coming steeds and horse and foot came thundering down Its side. The rifles were silent; there was the low click of the cock, sixty paces Intervened between them and the coming foe; then a pealing discharge, a recoil, and the patriots rushed forward upon the charging enemy. The craven Tory felt his hour had come as the hot breath and fierce glance of his foe met him. For an instant he crouched, then a spring of despair a terror-stricken shriek, a wild yell for mercy, the groan of the panting spirit, and a mutilated corpse. With dripping sword and bloodshot eyes, Bowen had followed the fortunes of the day. The command to advance had been followed by a reckless charge that made the succeeding escape miraculous. Suddenly retreating before the advancing foe, he disputed every Inch of thp bloody ground, till again the shout of "forward" sent him spurring Into the thickest of the ranks. Where the shot fell thickest, there his black atoeri flcokori with fna m was seen plunging through the smoke, his sword sweeping In flery circles about his head, and his thrilling shout summoning his followers to the charge. Again and again he met the object of his fury, but only to be drawn from him In the tide of contending parties. Still with unflinching purpose he followed him. and If ever man suffered death In Protean shapes, that day the traitor Ferris suffered. The glare of those blood-shot eyes, as they sought him In the fury of battle, seemed to scorch his Inmost soul, and with a terror his brutal nature had hitherto been a stranger to, he shrank in pallid dread from the encounter. At each shock that face of vengeance burst upon him, and left him weak, crouching and pitiful, in mortal dread. It was In the last encounter they met, and nerving himself to battle for life, Ferris met his adversary. Striving to conquer the started terror which the memory of his crimes had ever left him. In his usual surly doggedness, he awaited Bowen's approach. There was a deadly struggle?the one fighting In the energy of despair for a life that had no preparation for the future; the other In a revenge that knew no satisfaction but life-blood and a determination to Jtnd the sinner to the doom he so richly merited. The contest was short as It was severe. Bowen, grappling with his enemy, dragged him from his horse, and a blow from his broad sword brought him bleeding to his knees. There was an agonising cry for mercy, as the guilty creature fell, and saw, in terror. Bowen reining his horse to trample him where he lay. The ear that a short time since would have answered the call, so in sympathy with the charities of his own heart, was now deaf lu lis ury, oiiu iiaiiipiuiB mc *r*v%vu beneath the hoofs of his horse, Bowen saw, without remorse the writhing agony, heard the vain appeal, and as the quivering, mutilated corpse lay still In death, shouted his triumph, and calling to his men to follow, saw them dash over the bruised remains of his mortal foe. and led them to the last charge. Resistance was In vain, but the unconquerable spirit of Ferguson refused to surrender. His men were falling on every side, and the success of his bayonets gave him barren ground, which he could but for a moment retain. Still, to be conquered by such a set of half-naked savages, wet, dirty and bloody as they were, from scenes of that hot October day was too galling for his pride, and he fought with the desperation of a dying ambition, as again and again he drove the patriots to the foot of the hill. But Campbell cries. "Follow me!" and the wild men of the mountains spring with a maddening cry to the charge, as they answer the fearful daring of their leader, and Sevier's sword Is seen glancing, like a gleam of light, as he gallops, with a clatter and crash, at the head of his men, through the devouring Are; and Cleveland's excited appeals Infuse new spirit Into his troops, as they charge after him like seml-devlls, as they are. And Shelby, the able officer and Impetuous warrior, brought his men up with a skill and courage worthy of him; and the fiery valor of Williams, as he passed unheeding through the Iron tempest. and with the chevalier gallantry of his nature, tossing his gun from him as he saw Ferguson only with sword and pistols, and crying, "I will have a single hand tussle with him or die," dashed on to victory or death. Charging up the rugged hlll-slde, they drove the flying enemy before them, with a strength and terror as prompt and deadly as a bolt from heaven. It was an awful moment. The destinies of America were In these patriots' hands and they knew It and fought like men and like martyrs. Foemen were mingled hand to hand. Revenge and patriotism on the one hand?rage and despair on the other. From the" thick haze of curling smoke, arose now a loud and fierce huzza: now a yell of terror?now a cry of triumph mingled with groans and shrieks of anguish. Occasionally might be seen a speeding horseman, the twinkle of polished steel, or the stern face of a patriot, as the flash of his gun for a moment Illumined his determined features. In the midst of the deadly charge, a white horse was seen galloping riderless down the hill, '.he shrill notes of that sllvef whistle that had so often cheered the men through the heat and burden of that stormy hour was silent there was a cry of despair, a yell for quarter, a triumphant shout of "the flag Is struck," and "victory!" "victory!" "victory!" resounded from the mountain. TO BR OONTWT7*t> WARNING TO CANDIDATES. The Increasing Cost of Political Campaigns and its Dangers. The dispensary Investigation revealed more than was expected. Even the dispensers, their clerks, boards of control and whisky dealers appear to be much worse men than was generally supposed. It was a surprise to many of our people that evidence should have been brought out showing that Governor D. C. Heyward paid to Spartanburg friends, agents or workers, a certain amount of money, ranging from $200 to $1,000, for the purpose of securing votes. That transaction was In no way connected with the dispensary graft as appeared from the evidence, but It came out In such a way that some people associate the transaction with dispensary matters. That Is unfortunate. Governor Heyward was no doubt contributing money for what he considered legitimate election expenses, whatever they may be. Let us take It for granted that he did not intend to buy or even Influence a single vote with money or anything that money could purchase. The way elections are conducted these days they are rather expensive. It Is not the Democratic way. Suppose that Governor Heyward was following the example of governors who had preceded him and that other candidates hereafter will pursue the same plan. r# Id "QOf ?a ana thnt In a ft* XXI dprndPR it will come to pass that the man with the most money will scoop the Important offices. We are not finding fault with past methods, but a little warning Is necessary. It Is probable that there may be several candidates for governor next year. Suppose that there shall be Ave and each one drops $1,000 Into the hands of special friends In Spartanburg to promote his election. It is not difficult to tell what such a course would lead to. Let it he understood that candidates for the United States senate, congress and state officers would make similar contributions. It would not be long until there would be a horde of disreputable "heelers" and paid adherents that would be as disgraceful as election matters In Philadelphia St. Louis and other debauched cities. If a candidate for governor contributes In all the counties In proportion to what Governor Heyward considered legitimate expenses In Spartanburg, It would require several times the governor's salary- to pay his way. Let us have a candidate for governor who will refuse to pay a cent for heelers, grafters, hangers on. or any of that kind. Raise the standard with "not a cent for the office" Inscribed thereon. A poor, worthy man, however upright and able he might be, cannot afford to run for an office when custom Imposes such a heavy tax on candidates. That Is the kind of man needed for governor. Democratic simplicity Is Infinitely better than all the pomp and parade that a lavish expenditure of money can secure. The attention of candidates and probable candidates is called to these suggestions.?Spartanburg Spartan. WINE IN THE BIBLE. Numerous Texts In Which It Is Not Condemned. At Tlrzah last Thursday. Senator Ttllman explained that In a recent speech In Edgefield he had declared that for every text In the Bible where the use of strong drink Is condemned, he could find two In which there was reference to wine without any denunciation of Its use. He announced that he had made good his declaration; but did not care to consume time In reading the texts. He, however, gave his manuscript to the reporter with the request that it be published, and the same is attached herewith as follows: Genesis xllx, 11: Binding his foal unto the vine and his ass's colt unto the choice vine, he washed his garments In wine and his clothes In the blood of grapes. Genesis xllx, 12: His eyes shall be red with wine and his teeth white with milk. Genesis Ix. 20: And Noah began to be an husbandman and he planted a vineyard. Genesis xiv, 18: And Melchlxedek, If In or nf fialom hrAiicht fnrth hrPflH find wine and he wan the Priest of the most high God. Exodus xxlx, 40: And with the one lamb a tenth deal of flour mingled with the fourth part of an hln of beaten oil and the fourth part of an hin of wine for a drink offering. Leviticus xxlil, 12: And the meat offering thereof shall be two tenths deals of fine flour mingled with oil an offering made by Are unto the Lord for a sweet savor and the drink offering thereof shall be of wine the fourth part of an hln. Numbers xv, 5: And the fourth part of an hin of wine for a drink offering shalt thou prepare with the burnt offering or sacrifice, for one lamb. Numbers xxvlli, 7: And the drink offering thereof shall be the fourth part of an hln for the one lamb; In the holy place shalt thou cause the strong wine to be poured unto the Lord for a drink offering. Numbers xxvil. 14: And their drink offerings shall be half an hin of wine unto a bullock, and the third part of an hln unto a ram, and a fourth part of an hin unto a lamb: this Is the burnt offering of every month throughout the months of the year. Judges ix, IS: And the vine said unto them, should I leave my wine which cheereth God and man, and go to be promoted over the trees? Judges xlx, 19: Yet there Is both straw and provender for our asses; and there Is bread and wine also for me, and for thy handmaid, and for the young man which Is with thy servants: there Is no want of anything. Ecclesiastes x. 19: A feast Is made for laughter, and wine maketh merry; but money answereth all things. Psalms civ, 15: And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oil to make his face to shine, and bread which strengtheneth man's heart. Isaiah Ivl, 12: Come ye, say they, I will fetch wine, and we will fill ourselves with strong drink; and tomorrow shall be as this day, and much more abundant. Isaiah v, 2: And he fenced It, and gathered out the stones thereof, and planted It with the choicest vines, and built a tower in the midst of It, and also made a winepress therein: and he looked that It should bring forth grapes and It brought forth wild grapes. Isaiah, Iv. 1: Ho, everyone that thirsteth, come ye to the waters,' and he that hath no money come4; come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price. Jeremiah xl. 12: Even all the Jews rfrfttmed- oat of ail ptoce* wblthar thoy were driven and came to the land of Judah, to Gedaltah, unto Mlzpah, and gathered wine and summer fruits very much. Jeremiah xxxv, 2: Go unto the house of the Rechabltee, and speak unto them, and bring them Into the house of the Lord. Into one of the chambers, and give them wine to drink. Daniel 1 5: And the king appointed them a dally provision of the king's meat, and of the wine which he drank: so nourishing them three years, that at the end thereof they might staM before the king. Hosea II, 9: Therefore will I return, and take away my corn in the time thereof, and my wine In the season thereof, and will recover my wool and my flax given to cover her nakedness. II Samuel xl, 19: And he dealt among all the people, even among the whole multitude of Israel, as well to the women as men, to every one a cake of bread and a good piece of flesh, and a flagon of wine. So all the people departed every one to his house. II Samuel xlll, 28: Now Absalom had commanded his servants, saying, Mark ye now when Amnon's heart Is merry with wine, and when I say unto you Smite Amnon then kill him, fear not: have not I commanded you? be courageous be valiant. II Samuel xvi, 2: And the king said unto Zlba, What meanest thou by these? And Zlba said, The asses be for the king's household to ride on; and the bread and summer fruit for the young men to eat; and the wine, that such as be faint In the wilderness may drink. Deuteronomy xv, 14: Thou shalt furnish him liberally out of thy flock, and out of thy floor, and out of thy winepress: of that wherewith the Lord thy God has blessed thee thou shalt give unto him. I Chronicles xvi, 3: And he dealt to every one of Israel, both men and women, to every one a loaf of bread, and a good piece of flesh, and a flagon of wine. Nehemlah I, 1: And It came to pass In the month Nlsan, In the twentieth year of Artaxerxes the king, that wine was before him: and I took up the wine, and gave It unto the king. Now I had not been before time sad In his pn sence. Nehemlah v, 15: But the former governors that had been before me were chargeable unto the people, and had taken of them bread and wine, beside forty shekels of sliver, yea even their servan's bare rule over the people: but so did not I, because of the fear of God. Nehemlah v, 18: Now that which was prepared for me dally was one ox and six choice sheep: also fowls were prepared for me and once In ten days store of all sorts of wine: yet for all this required not I the bread of the governor, because the bondage was heavy upon this people. Nehemlah xvlli, 15: In those days saw I in Judah some treading winepresses on the Sabbath, and bringing in the sheaves, and lading asses; as also wine, grapes, and figs, and all manner of burdens, which they brought into Jerusalem on the Sabbath day: and I testified against them In the day wherein they sold victuals. Esther I, 7. And they gave them drink In vessels of gold, (the vessels being diverse one from another,) and royal wine In abundance, according to th? state or tne King. Esther I. 10: On the seventh day, when the heart of the king: was merry with wine, he commanded Mehuman. Blztha, Harbona, Blgtha, and Abagtha, Zethan, and Carcas, the seven chamberlains that served in the presence of Ahasuerus the king. Eather v, 6: And the king said unto Esfner at the banquet of wine, what is thy petition? and It shall be granted thee: and what Is thy request even to the half of the kingdom it shall be performed. Esther vll, 2: And the king said again unto Esther the second day at the banquet of wine, what Is thy petition, Queen Esther? and it shall be granted thee: and what Is thy request? and It shall be performed even to the half of the kingdom. Job I, 13: And there was a day when his sons and his daughters were eating and drinking wine in their elder brother's house. Job 1, 18: While he was yet speaking, there came also another, and said, Thy sons and thy daughters were eating and drlsklng wine in their eldest brother's house. Proverbs Ix, 2: She hath killed her beasts; she hath mingled her wine; she hath also furnished her table. Proverbs xxxl, 6: Qive strong drink unto him that is ready to perish, and wine unto those that be of heavy hearts. Solomon's Song v, 1: I am come Into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my eptce; I have eaten my honeycomb with'my honey; I nave drunk my wine with my milk: eat. 0 friends: drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. Isaiah xxll, 13: And behold joy and gladness, slaying oxen, and killing sheep eating flesh, and drinking wine: let us eat and drink; for tomorrow we shall die. Isaiah xxiv, 11: There is a cry for wine in the streets; all Joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone. Isaiah xxvii, 2: In that day sing ye unto her, a vineyard of red wine. Isaiah xxvii, 3: I the Lord do keep it; I will water it every moment: lest any hurt it, I will keep it night and day. John ii, 1-15: And the third day there was a marriage in Cana of Galilee; and the mother of Jesus was there: And both Jesus was called and his disciples to the marriage. And when they wanted wine, the ' mother of Jesus saith unto him. They have no wine. Jesus saith unto her, Woman what have I to do with thee? mine hour is not yet come. His mother said unto the servants, Whatsoever he saith unto you, do it And there was set there six water pots of stone, after the manner of the purifying of the Jews, containing two or three firkins aDlece. Jesus salth unto them. Fill the water pots with water. And they filled them up to tne brim. And he salth unto them, Draw out now, and bear unto the governor of the feast And they bare It When the ruler of the feast had tasted the watgr that was made wine, and knew not whence It was, (but the serants which drew the water knew,) the governor of the feast called the bridegroom. And salth unto him, Every man at the beginning doth set forth good wine; and when meiv have well drunk, then that which Is worse: but thou hast kept the good wine until now. This beginning of miracles did Jesus In Cana of Qalllee, and manifested forth his glory; and his disciples believed on him. After this he went down to Capernaum, he, and his mother, and his brethren and his disciples; and they continued there not many days. And the Jews' passover was at hand, and Jesus went up to Jerusalem, And found In the temple those that sold oxen, and sheep and doves, and the changers of money sitting: And when he had made a scourge of small cords, he drove them all out of the temple, and the sheep and the oxen, and poured out the changers' money and overthrew the tables. I Timothy v. 23: Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's sake and thine often infirmities. Matthew xl, 19: And the Son of Man came eating and drinking, and they say, Behold a man gluttonous, and a wlneblbber. a friend of publicans and slnnern. Mark xll. 1: And he began to speak .into them by parables. A certain man planted a vineyard, and set an nedge about It and digged a place for the wlnefat, and built a tower, and let It out to husbandmen, and went into a far country. A8HLEY 8AY8 IT 18 ROTTEN. Anderson Statesman Qivss Charactsristio Intarvisw. "Dead? Dead aia the deyil," said Citizen Joah Ashley here yesterday when some one asked him about the future of the state's liquor dlspen1 Is iiot in the ordinary ''told you sa*.clas8 because he haa always fought the dispensary law and as far back as 1892. he said, he raised his voice against the iniquity of the rum machine. "Rotten?" continued the Honorable Josh. "The thing was born rotten and It can never be cleaned up or whitewashed. Boys* I'll tell you they got to stop this thing, they got to get free of this here dispensary, or the whole proud Palmetto state will get into the hands of the liquor people. It's got to stop." "That's right. God knows you are talking right brother," said an old farmer who had been drinking Ashley's words. This got Josh Ashley right, and he threw hot shot Into the dispensary and everything connected with it. He had been fighting it ever since it started, he said, and he expected to keep it up until the breath left his body. And then Josh swore a mighty oath, which meant a rough road for the great moral institution for many years to come, for as Citizen Ashley explained, he has no idea of dying Just yet awhile. For many years Mr. Ashley has served Anderson county in the legislature. He does not pretend to be a man of letters but when It comes to signing a check, he can put as many ciphers after the first figure as most people in this part of the country. He did not enter the campaign a year ago to be re-elected to the general assembly for the money that is in it. At the last session he introduced a nflfolnol fhu Hlanonaopv In Its IIICOOUI V UgtMliUV VtIV ^ ... present form, but like others of Its kind, the cold water cure was administered and that was the end of the reform. Mr. Ashley was asked what he thought of the chances of having a general cleaning up in January- He said he expected to renew his fight, but hoped for little or nothing from i the prerint legislature. The majority ht d already showed how it stood, ant if it did bend in away to the great wave of public indignation sweeping over the state, its work would be of the halfhearted, unsatisfactory sort. ' In other words, Mr. Ashley didn't think anything at all would be actually accomplished, except more or less whipsawing and bluffing. "In Anderson" said Mr. Ashley, "we got the grave of the dispensary dug right now. and it's going to be ' burled when the votes for prohbltion are counted. Yes, sir. She's a goner in my county. You know there are goln' to be some folks vote for the dispensary just because they think they will help to save Ben Tillman by doing It. Don't you believe any such- nonsense as that. The dispensary is dead already, but old Beth ain't, and he won't go yet a while, either. He'll shuffle off the dispensary coll when the last flicker comes a heap sooner than what preachers call the 'mortal coll' of his future political life. If a man loves Ben and hates his baby as he calls the liquor ? machine, let him kill the baby. Ben won't die." Mr. Ashley has long been one of the unique figures in the legislature. He has a lot of good horse sense. He has all the courage needed to fight for his convictions and can't be bluffed into supporting a measure contrary to nls good judgment.?Greenville News. Not Worth His Salt.?"When we say a man is not worth his salt," said a philologist, "we use an Interesting and classic form of speech. We go all the way back, in fact, to the time of the ancient Romans. "The Roman workers In the salt mines were paid In salt. The salt that they got In return for their la Dor was canea meir saianum tsaisalt), or salt allowance. "The word salarlum, meaning salt money, or allowance for salt, later on was applied to the fees, or tips, men got for odd Jobs. 'For patching my toga,' the noble said, 'I will give that fellow a slight salarlum?a bit of money to buy salt with.' "Finally 'salarlum' came to mean wages, salary, what It does today. A salary Is essentially salt money, and when we say a man Is not worth i his salt we mean he Is not worth paying wages to."?St. Louis Glabe: Democrat r