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X rjOTrarnnfftreB-iFir,-mutm-*?? -MI ?ibiib ! HI i ,,, HmmuuuiW ? ? ISSUE! SEMI'WBEXL^ i. m. grists sons, Pubiiihen. j 31 ^amilj Kficspaptr: Jfor the promotion of tj jlolifical, Social, ^griealltital and (Jommtrrial Interests of the |3f?ipie. _ {m"SmEAoiT^nm!'11 established 1855. YOHKVILLE, 3 C., FRIDAY OCTOBER '20, 1905. 3STO. 84. | - ~ ELLEN C c KING'S IV V Written for the Yorkvllle Enq CHAPTER XXI. "Then more fierce the conflict grew; the din of armi: the yell. Of savage rage-tbe shriek of agony? ? The groan or death, commingled in one sound. { ?Hocthky. "To horse!" shouted Hardy. "Where is Col. Graham?" And hastily entering the house, he encountered Ellen In the passage. His quick eye caught the paper which she unconsciously held In her hand. "Some rebel communication, Til be sworn " he muttered. "Miss Ellen," said he stepping toward her; "that paper looks suspicious?I must see it." Her lips curled haughtily. "** ?TKIo nro a (n. "luu are ruue, s???. ' ?- ? tended for me alone." "Doubtless," said he, smilingly "which perhaps makes It more necessary that I should Inspect It." Her eyes flashed, but she did not an. swer. "Let me see It, Miss Ellen." She grasped the paper closer, y "You will force me to take It," said he sternly. Still she did not move. He advanced towards her. The dauntless girl maintained her position. "Once more give me the paper," said Hardy, in smothered rage. "What Is it?" said Graham, now advancing through the passage. "I demand a paper of her which I believe that Whig rascal, Davie, has found means to send, and with his cunning, and her?" "Silence, sir. I brought it, and will > take all the responsibility. To your troop Capt. Hardy. You delay uselessly." "By Jove, sir, you seem to feel quite easy in your unenviable position; but doubtless the fact of your conniving at rebel schemes, will scarcely be necessary to complete the offences with * which you are already charged. Ride, sir?I attend you." said Hardy, with mock humility. 'Nay, then." said Ellen; "as Capt. H ardy attaches so much Importance io this Innocent paper, he may be persuaded to take a copy of the rebellious document. Jerry, paper for Capt. Hardy." "It makes not the slightest difference," he replied. "Col. Graham has assumed the responsibility. I will not now interfere." "I take you to witness. Col. Graham, that Capt. Hardy refuses to satisfy himself, and to you I entrust a proof that may prove as intangible as the rest of his evidence." Hardy scowled a glance of mingled hate and rage, and taking the paper ere Graham could reach It carefully read the evidence of unshaken love and omiram* hut further than that it was enigmatical to him. "Confound such mystery! What does It all mean?" he said. "Nay, Capt. Hardy, that Is too much. I can scarcely be coerced Into expounding for your benefit. You see for yourself, It Is a cunning and mlschlev# ous billet." He could not brook the mocking tone, and cursing the caprice :hat a second time had denied to the utmost, and then relinquished what proved valueless, he said? "I wait your pleasure, Col. Graham. Let us away." "Col. Graham must also understand more of the dangerous weapon that Is to act against him so cruelly. Will you read it for the sake of your own dey fence, colonel V He bowed low over the extended hand, as with his air of high-toned breeding, he said: "God forbid I should so far forget myself?so dishonor the character of officer and gentleman. Miss Campbell." He clasped her hand. He would have again spoken words, but for the presence of the coarser nature. His v own emotions choked him, and raising her hand he pressed it to his Hps and not daring another look, he hastened away. There was a hurried "Good bye" from Mr. Willoughby, who had nerved himself to strange and unwonted courage, and Ellen marked the almost alacrity with which he mounted, riding by the side of Graham, as the troop moved off at a gallop down the H road. "Now," said Ellen, "for patience?a hope I will understand," said she, reading her precious billet. "Yes. I think I do. I have acted on this Judgement at all events. There will be time enough for grief or despair when everything fails." When Ellen had so hurriedly left the room at Hardy's entrance she called a young and faithful servant, more active and shrewd than honest Jerry. Disguising his real errand by meal bags and miller's clothes, she dispatched him to meet Sevier, If possible; or failing to find him, to press on to Morgan's camp, with the tidings of Davie's rnnture. Another was dispatched for her faithful friend and counsellor, Mr. Adams with an urgent request that he would come Immediately; and this had been sent under the superintendence of honest Jerry, by routes avoiding the main road, and thus shunning unwelcome guests. When, left alone, and after she had done all that was In her power, she moved restlessly about the vacant house. Everything reminded her of the joy of the previous day. Still she would not give way. a Her brave spirit kept back the tears. She went out In the piazza. The cool January air cheered and refreshed her drooping heart. A dull sound struck her ear. She listened, and sighed, "alas! it is the sound of hurrying hoofs bearing those who are near to me. away?perhaps to death." But It rapidly increased, growing sharp and ringing. She could not be mistaken. It was the sound of advancing ? cavalry, borne by a west wind, to her ear. Her heart bounded. This, then, was Davie's hope; the hope she had scarcely dared to entertain, though acting upon It in her endeavor to detain Hardy as long as possible. Sevier had come. Her messenger had met him. His active spirit had at once AMPBELL )R IOUNTAIN ulrer, by Mrs. Mary A. Ewart. determined to rescue his commander. He had been able to collect a force, she could not tell how, and was now hurrying to the rescue. Oh! how her heart went out. that he might be successful! She could trace them by the rapid beat, cutting across the main road, and following down the creek that branches from the Pacolet river, till lost in the distance, the sound died upon her ears. Her messenger had been indeed suecessful. Meeting Sevier advancing at full speed, he at once communicated the unwelcome intelligence. The young officer's resolve was at once taken. Determining to strike a blow for Davie, if it cost him his life, he prevailed upon a few of the neighboring Whigs to arm themselves as best they could and follow him. Taking their horses from their plows, ana mounting oareback, for there was no time for saddling, (even had they possessed such a luxury,) they were but a moment In preparation. As they reached the road, what was their surprise to meet Bowen with a half a dozen of his men. Bowen had not been at all satisfied that Davie should again venture alone to the place that had before proved so unfortunate. His expostulations, however, not being met very patiently, as Davie at that time was in but little humor for thwarting he had desisted, and accepted the commission of commander, with what grace he might. After Davie's departure, hearing from his scouts that Tarleton was advancing. Morgan struck his camp and. advanced to the Pacolet to meet him. Bowen now became seriously uneasy, and understanding that Instead of going on to Greene, Davie would be recalled to take part in the coming struggle, he determined to run all risks and obtained leave to follow Sevier, who had left for the purpose of countermanding the dispatches. Their little force, not amounting to ten men, pushed on at a double gallop, and availing themselves of the short cuts, with which their party was so familiar, bade fair to overtake the laggard motions of Hardy. ^Can't we start a bugle In our troops?" said Sevier. "It's a wonderful help to a small party?Its noise Is worth a dozen of men at any time." Nothing of the kind could be obtained. but a lad of seventeen said he had a cow horn In his pocket; with which he would promise to raise the dead if the captain said so. "The very Idea, my boy," said Sevier. "The raising of the dead will be the dernier resort. If you car Inspire the living, li win De an we n turn juu en. present. Now. boys, recollect, Davie's troops never run; but If any of you should attempt such a thing, I will show you that Sellm can run as fast or faster than any of you, and if he once gets before you, he'll drive you back If It kills him. I Just mention this, not that I'm afraid of any of you, but as a warning that British regulars are apt to scare those who are not trained apprentices to our trade. But let us remember we are better riders, better woodsmen, and better marksmen, too, than they are, and that we are fighting for an officer we love, and I'll warrant you'll follow like hound's whelps on a trail. Ride on, my boys? close columns. Burning eyes, eager hands, brave hearts are what win the day." Bowen smiled grimly, but his encouragement was all for action. His voice was now seldom heard, save In the din of battle. In high and stern command. Thanks to Hardy's delay at the Mansion House, they were enabled to git beyond the crossing of the creek before his troops reached It. Posting his men In the thick woods on the opposite side, Bowen waited the approach of the enemy. "Wait till you see them In the middle of the stream," he whispered, his eyes flashing with a terrible joy. "Let every one pick out his man, take sure aim, Are and charge!" Presently, unapprehensive of danger, the troops came in sight, scattering up and down the stream in order to water their horses. Mounted on a strong and fiery charger, In the centre of the troop, Davie was riding behind a Hercules of a trooper. Graham and Mr. Willoughby, on their own horses were a little aDart. and were quietly waiting for the summons to move on. "That fellow who has charge of the major, is mine," said Bowen, his voice trembling in eagerness. "Are you all ready? Sure and steady, then 'Fire!'" he thundered and every crack sent a deadly messenger. Hercules tumbled from his horse. There was no time for another load. "Charge!" shouted Bowen. A deafening bray from the impromptu bugle seemed. Indeed, sufficient to raise the dead with its discordant notes, and ere they could recover from the panic, the surprise, and the terrible yelling those notes had thrown them into, Bowen was down on them, his men, snatching the muskets that had fallen from the hands of the slain, or clubbing their guns, gave with furious strokes, the final blow. "Kill the prisoner. Don't let him escape," shouted Hardy, rushing on Davie, who had been almost borne down b^ his falling guard, and was now striving to catch the bridle which the dying man still clutched. But Graham was by his side, and dashing up the descending sword, said? "You must not and shall not kill him. and he incapable of defence. I will save him from murder, if my life pays the forfeit. Think of saving your men and less of your private malice. What madness is this?" "On them, lads, on them," bravely shouted Bowen, dashing into their midst. 'Strike for the major. Another blow and we have him! God bless you major!" he cried, springing to his side and placing in his hands his own sword. "We've got him boys," he shouted. "Now charge the red coat villains. Rein up. or I Are!" he cried, as those who could escape the carnage bounded away. "Hold Bowen. Spare him!" said Davie, trembling for the safety of the friend, who had so generously Interposed for his life. Bowen reluctantly dropped his musket. "For your sake, major; but we'll have a dash at their leader." And rising In his stirrups, he waved his sword In fiery circles, as in his charging voice he thundered to his boys to follow. "Rescue Mr. Wllloughby, If you can." said Davie, dashing after, suddenly espying him borne off by a trooper, who kept a detaining hand on his bridle. But Sevier was before them all; for Sellm was not easily distanced. His eye was on Hardy, and the chase became close and eager. Hardy's horse, though strong and powerful, was no match for Sellm, and Sevier evidently gained upon him. On they went, clattering down the road, till advancing in dangerous proximity to the main army, Davie's voice was heard In recall. Reluctantly giving up all hope of a single-handed encounter, Sevier urged his noble horse to one more effort, and. cheering him with voice and spur, he gained on Hardy sufficiently . to plunge his bayonet In his back. The , steel separated from the gun, and with no time to extricate It, Hardy gallop- ( ed Into camp. The wound was not fa- ( tal, and the bayonet preserved Its position more from the sidelong thrust, which burled It In his thick military coat, than from any deep wound. Sevier reluctantly turning his horse, was soon rapidly seeking his own safety. , The surprise had been so complete that not a man of their little party had been , Injured; but fearing the alarm might bring fresh troops after them, they did , not draw their reins till distance made them feel secure. Davie, however, re- ( leased one of his prisoners. In order to warn Ctornwallls to bury the men that , had fallen. Sevier also insisted that It , was a point of honor to recover his , bayonet; and finding the young trum- , I peter quite willing to act as messenger he dispatched him with a flag to Corn- ( wallls, demanding his property, and ( gravely assured him, if it was not returned, he would take means to , avenge himself of the affront, and six , of his men should answer for It with j their lives. He would also beg leave ] to refer him to Captain Hardy, as one competent to Judge of the value and temper of the metal. Hardy was fu- ( rious at this absurd and audacious message, and would have taken the life of the bold boy that dared to carry ( it; but, fortunately, he being no favorite. the English officers were dls- ; posed to treat it as a good Joke, and J Cornwallls himself, In view of the pretty trap his favorite, Tarleton, was , preparing for the impudent rascals, good humoredly declared it should be ( returned. Sevier received the weapon ] without manifesting any surprise, and ] after dressing the wounds of a poor , follnor tt'hn tuq o nnnhlo to IfAPn lin with them, he mounted him on one of the ! captured horses, and charging him with his compliments to "My Lord," and condolence to the worshipful captain. he declared he would now take but four of their lives, and hoped they would appreciate his moderation. They had now to exercise all their caution In order to escape Tarleton, who was directly on their route. This they accomplished, and on the evening , of the 15th of January, they reached , Morgan In safety. Morgan was a brave and active offl- ( cer, and made preparations to meet ] Tarleton, in spite of superior numbers, without the least Intimidation. His force consisted of five hundred J militia, three hundred regulars, and j seventy-five horse, under the com- , mand of Colonel Washington. Tarleton . had every prospect of success. He had ' two field pieces and two hundred and fifty horse, beside his thousand choice Infantry- Longing to avenge the de- . feat sft King's Mountain, the sangulnary Briton burned for the encounter. That Morgan should desire the same ! thing, was too improbable an Idea for , the British commander to entertain : for a moment. It was madness that ( carried defeat on the very face of it. ( Fearing his foe would escape him, Tar- , leton made a feint to cross the Paco- ( let above the position that Morgan had , taken, and thus place his adversary | between his own and the main army | under Cornwallis, which was only a { day's march distant on the left. Mor- , gan made a corresponding movement. , and the wily Tarleton, making a night ( march, crossed the river at daylight, a ( few miles below. Morgan now made a hurried retreat, and before night re- ( gained a favorite position above ] Thlckety creek, on an eminence some- ( times called "Thlckety Mount," where he made preparation to meet his pur- ( suer. Here his army rested for the , night and refreshed themselves with a quiet breakfast. The spot on which ( Morgan had taken ground was an Imminence which ascended gently for about three hundred and fifty yards, and was covered by an open wood. ( The militia, commanded by Col. Pickens was drawn up about two hundred and eighty yards In front of the regulars, and the horse, commanded by Col. Washington under whom was our friend Davie, was a short distance In the rear. They were covered by the , descending ground, which again arose to a height sufficient to cover a man on horseback. The rear line was com- t manded by Lieu*. Col. Howard, a brave and efficient officer. About one hundred and fifty yards In advance of the first line, as many picked riflemen were placed, scattered In loose order along the whole front. Those on the right were commanded by Col. Cunningham of Georgia; those on the left, by Major McDowell of South Carolina. No particular order was given this scattered body, but they knew their service. "Mark the epaulette men!" was whispered. The advance men were ordered not to deliver their fire until the British were within fifty yards, and this done, to retire covering themselves with trees till reloading, they could fire again. TO BB CONTINUED. Don't judge a man by his first friendships in a town; judge him by his last. i^Good news travels; not so rapidly as bad news, of course, but It travels. Do a good thing, and people will hear of It in time. " DIXON'S WIN STORY. 4 Sensational Novel Synttlzed For Busy Reader IDEALISTIC STORY 0H0KL0X TIMES. A Book That la Croats Lots of Intar at, and a Play h*t Brings Up Rathar Lurid Ranpdars of Timas That Triad Man's Souls?Intarasting; But Vary Inacjrata as to Facts and Not Altogeth) Wholasoma as to Doctrina. Those who have ^iot read "The Clansman," Thomai Dixon's sensational novel, which hs been dramatised and which is b^ie so bitterly de nounced In the soutths well as In the north, will find the Ulowlngr synopsis Interesting:: The story of "Thejlansman" begins with the election of tovember 20, 1867, In the village of Plemont. South Carolina. A motley crofl of negroes and carpetbaggers had gathered In the yard of the Camero house. The returns from the elglon are brought In and the negroes kult over the fact that they have carrid the election by a large majority. Wllam Pitt Shrimp, a mite of a white tan, and as small In his principles ailn his stature, Is elected governor Silas Lynch, an educated mulatto, is lieutenant governor. Lynch contils Shrimp through threats of exposure and so dominates the state governmtt. Stoneman, the Radical leader and secret founder of the Black league, .s there In search of health. With hn Is his daughter, Elsie, and they ari boarding with Dr. Cameron, formerlya man of wealth. Elsie, having nured Ben Cameron during the war ini Washington hospital, had fallen n love with him, and when Stonemn discovers that the young peoplj love each other he offers Ben the leadership of his party In the state. Ben takes the offer under conslderatta. as he thinks that this may open theway for him to best serve his people; but the posting of a proclamation byStoneman announcing that the Unltd 8tates troops were ordered to uphold marriages between blacks and whits opens his eyes. He tears the prommatlon Into shreds and casts It Intothe teeth of Stoneman and Lynch. The second actls laid In the parlor of the Cameron huse. Lynch has ordered that the plae be sold for the excessive taxes tha have accumulated during the year thit has passed. He Intends to buy It aid turn the Camerons out. The auctioi sale begins, and a 'warm of dirty negroes crowd Into the house. Elsie tears of what Is happening and comei In In time to outbid Lynch. Shrimp titers with his colored troops, and, pDmpted by Lynch, ora tu? ? ?>? onmniinlM In the liens Lllttl UIC niikE ?, state disband. Ie demands the surrender of Bern sword, but Ben threatens to rur him through. General Forrest, the grand wizard of the Ku Klux Klan.is present Incognito and he whispers to Ben to submit, as there Is a bettei way. Shrimp taunts the Camerons, ather and son, until they utter bltterwords, for which they are placed unde arrest. Shrimp then grandiloquently announces to the assembled black; that they are the equal of any whte man. Old Nelse, the faithful servan of the Camerons, walks up to Slrlmp and says: "Is I Kour equal?" He Is assured that he Is. Whereupon he promptly knocks down the governor, saying, "Take dat from your equel, den." The first scete of the third act Is again In the jard of the Cameron house. It Is the thirteenth birthday bf little Flora Caneron. She Is happy with her gifts, playing in the garden. Behind the he<ge is seen the slinking figure of Gu8, he captain of the Black guard. QuickV he disappears as Ben comes on the scene. Ben tells Flora to stay in the house. A pretty love scene between Elsie and Ben follows. Stoneman has told his daughter that Ben is the lmder of the Klan. She begB him to five up the Klan, but he refuses: so that they say goodbye forever. Flora li the meantime has wandered away fiom the house and cannot be found. Her old mammy, Eve, goes to the spring and returns walling with the bonnet of the little girl. The alarm bell is rung. Men hurry to the search. Some one telb Ben that Gus had been seen skulking along the river bank and running, wlihout cause, into the woods. It is agreed that two shots shall mean tkat the girl is found alive, one, that she is dead. There is an agonizing welt. The old father prays on bended krees that his baby shall be spared. A single shot is heard in the distance, and the curtain descends as the wretched father falls prostrated on the ground The curtain rises again and the shrouded figures of the Ku Klux on horseback dash across the stage. The next scene is the cave of the Invisible Kingdom. In the midst of the Impressive ritual, the prisoner, Gus, is brought in howling with terror He squirms on the floor of the cave before the white figures. In the weird light he grovels at the feet of his captors. His old master steps forward, throws off his hood and exerts his old hypnotic, influence on his former slave. Under the spell he tells how he followed Flora to the spring, and how, becoming frightened at hla approach, she ran over the cliff and was drowned. He Is condemned to death, and Ben sends a courier on horseback to summon the Klan so that every negro In the state shall be disarmed. In the last act, which takes place In the library of Silas Lynch, Ben Is placed under the military arrest, and Stoneman summons his daughter as a witness against him. When he refuses to listen to her pleadings, she refuses to testify against her lover. Stoneman produces a proclamation of martial law. Ben Is led away tc prison and Is condemned to death b> a drumhead courtmartlal. Elsie returns to plead with Lynch to grant t reprieve as Shrimp has temporarllj abdicated and left the state. Lynct agrees to do so, but encouraged bj her fathers protestations of his beliei In equality, he starts to ask her t( marry him. Divining his purpose sh< rushes to the door. It Is locked, ant she faints In her terror. Lynch summons his negro guard. A violen1 knocking Is heard. Elsie Is carrlet Into an adjoining room. Lynch op ens the door and Stoneman enters. He asks where his daughter is, and Lynch tells him that she has gone. He then tells Stoneman that he wishes to marry his daughter. Stoneman's theories desert him, and he becomes a living fury. Elsie's scream is heard, and the old abolitionist draws his pistol and starts to shoot Lynch, but the negro tells him that a shot will be the signal of his daughter's death. He then tells the old man that his negro troops are coming, and that he will use them to foroe Elsie to marry him according to the proclamation. The troops are heard, and, in his despair, Stoneman turns to shoot Lynch, although it means his daughter's death?better that i than a worse fate. The door bursts open and the Klan, with Ben at their head, rush into the room. Elsie and Ben are reunited, and Stoneman says that he will make one more appeal to the government at Washington: "That the army be withdrawn and water be allowed seek its level." BIQ LOCOMOTIVE HAD HEART. Wouldn't Haul Away a Train Until Promised Something Better. The boys at the roundhouse don't know yet what was the matter with No. 804. Some are Inclined to scoff at "Billy" Wetmore's explanation that the big engine's heart was almost broken, but the under-current of sentiment Is that there Is something In it and that No. 804 at least was a sulk. Little No. 1,761 had been suffering from a chronic hot box on the rear right wheel of the pony truck. Several times No. 1,761 bad barely but gamely pulled through with the Aurora way train. She got In shrieking and smoking from the Injured bearing. New brasses hadn't cured the ailment, and when No. 1,761's stall In the roundhouse was empty all the other engines knew she had been sent to the shop. It was a severe shock that No. 804 received when she heard the roundhouse boss tell the head hostler to I fire her up Tuesday morning to take the Aurora way train. It was a terrible Indignity, for No. 804 Is a big j engine of the 800 class, six-wheeled [ connections, designed for the fast through passenger runs, and capable of clipping off seventy miles an hour with six Pullmans, a baggage and mall car. She kept quiet when the cord wood was plied onto the cold fire box. but as she thought It over half an hour later, sputtered viciously from the loose packing on the air pump, and when Tom Selfrldge gavb her a hint of better manners with a monkey wrench she grumbled like a surly sailor. "Hanged If I go, hanged If I go," she snorted as Selfrldge tested the steam on the brake pump, but she responded through force of habit w?*n the links were heaved up and the throttle was opened a notch, and she backed out to the turntable and j down to the waiting way train. "It's too-o-o bad," ending with a violent puff, complained No. 804, and the others In the roundhouse, hearing her complaint, snickered, for No. 804, with her new paint had the reputation of being a proud, stuck-up thing, and all were glad at her taking down. But No. 804, by a telepathic process known to locomotive engines, was conscious of what was going on, and shut down with a grip on the throttle valve so that Selfrldge could scarcely move It. Then she sulked hard, and when called upon to start to the main track with her insignificant load of three empty passenger coaches and a combination baggage, balked and wouldn't turn a wheel. She held her steam gauge at 80. refusing to let It budge a point, and with a spiteful spitting from the cylinder cock on the engineer's side Intimated as plainly as an angry cat or an equally angry type 800 locomotive could Indicate that she was on strike. Billy Wetmore shook the grates, raked off the suspicion of a forming arch In the Are box and scattered a couple of scoops of coal artistically and coaxingly over the fire, blazing up fiercely under the forced draught. Reluctantly No. 804 responded, slowly picked up the train and started for the main track again. A puffy little switch engine, dirty greasy, and about as high In the stack as No. 804's Injector valve, ran down, and, laughing in Its pop valve, coupled on and started the train out of the yard with a horse "Come, come, come, come!" that even No. 804 couldn't resist. But no sooner was the switch engine out of sight than No. 804 balked again, and all through the twenty-five miles to Western avenue took fits and starts, now absolutely refusing to pull a ton, and then making a shying, skittish run for another station. "What's the matter?" asked the assistant master mechanic at the roundhouse, at Western avenue, as the train pulled In almost an hour late. It wouldn't do to repeat all Selfrldge said, but the gist of it was that he didn't know; that No. 804's flues were as tight as drums, and there was nothing wrong that he could see. "I wish you could get her started; I need her for No. 4 tonight," replied the assistant master mechanic, No. 4 being the Denver limited, the crack train of the road. "If you can get a move on her I'll send you In a dinky until 1,761 Is out In a day or two.", Maybe an engine hasn't ears to i hear, but Billy Wetmore won't be> lleve It. When the throttle opened. No. 804 sprang forward like a sprinter i at the pistol shot, and made schedule i time. In spite of yard rules, putting I and hissing as lively as a cricket as v soon as the stop was made. There i was no more trouble with No. 804. i and she took No. 4 out last evening in the old-time manner, i "Just sore at this dinky run," <x> plained Wetmore. and while Engineer ' Selfridge and the rest of the train crew wouldn't admit their belief 'n 1 the theory, there is no other explara1 tlon of No. 804's queer conduct.? 1 Chicago Chronicle. f TV Don't give your friends Indigestion > by trying to poke people you like down J their throats. t%~ When we think of the ease witfc t which we deceive others we should 1 think of the ease with which other* may deceive us. SOUGHT TO REGULATE DIXON Spirit of 1868-70 Revived By "The Clansman." SENSATIONAL INCIDENT IN COLUMBIA. Thr** Young M*n Hits Production of th* Ku Klux Play?Dixon Rataliataa by Calling Th?m Scalawag*, and Whila Thay Camp About Hia Hotel For an Apology, Ho Take* th# Train For 8avannah. Correspondence Sumter Item. Columbia, Oct. 17.?Thomas Dixon. Jr.'s drama, "The Clansman," coupled with a curtain talk from the author, who does not seem to be able to refrain from being extremely vitriolic when gaffed with hissing, Is a dangerous thing, to enact before an Inflammable southern audience. The two came near precipitating a riot and a panic with deadly results here Saturday night. The theatre was crowd ed several hundred beyond seating capacity, Is poorly equipped with exits, and a panic would have resulted In the death of mimy of the women and children. At the earnest solicitation of Mr. Dixon, who pleaded that his troupe was about to desert him for fear and who said publication would ruin the success of his play, and in deference to the pleadings of the prominent young society men involved, who acknowledge now that they acted in a hasty manner In several respects, the newspaper people agreed not to go into details of this and also to withhold reference to the inoldent which occurred at Mr. Dixon's hotel Immediately after the play when three young men endeavored to call him out for an apology for referring to them as scalawags, when they hissed him in his curtain talk at the theatre. But the thing is beginning to leak out, as was to be expected, and in justice to the public It as well to give an uncolored account of the incidents. The young men Involved in the hotel Incident, which would have ended in a bloody affair had the overwrought partisans of Mr. Dixon known what they were coming up to, come from families which have produced leaders In the commercial and industrial and political and intellectual development of the state for generations back. And they are themselves college graduates and socially prominent. and should therefore, have had better control of themselves. Their conduct was due to impetuosity rather than to any spirit of rowdyism, as all are young men of character and , high sense of honor. They lost their heads, but it is evident that their motives were the best. Their names, therefore, will be withheld. When Mr. Dixon, in response to repeated calls which were persistent and general, appeared to give a curtain talk, the rendition of the play had been all but completed. Under a state election held in the glint of Federal bayonets the scalawag Shrimp had been elected governor and the mulatto Lynch lieutenant governor of South Carolina by 100,000 majority and had begun to issue proclamations and estates were being auctioned under excessive taxation. The horrible feature of the black brute slinking along a river bank almost In the act of springing upon a little white girl at play, of his subsequent confession to and execution by the Ku Klux Klan, who threw his body on the doorstep of the negro lieutenant governor. The weazened Shrimp, who was putty in the hands of the powerful Lynch. tnreaienea wun t;xpunuie iui Duaune and bribed with a promise of the United States senatorshlp, had disbanded the white military companies. Lynch grasping: the gubernatorial authority temporarily In the enforced absence of Shrimp, had proclaimed martial law and young Cameron, the chief of the Ku Klux Klan and In love with and loved by the puritan daughter of Lynch's northern fanatical patron and supporter, was about to be shot by the orders of Lynch, who was rapidly and ably completing his intrigue to realize his ambition to marry the puritan himself. Through all this there had been many dramatic scenes and incidents, revolver brandishing. and other Intense situations. The upper gallery had been hooting and yelling, and the few negroes there had been Jeered and some had left. All parts of the house had been hissing Lynch and applauding others, and the gallery had been saying funny things under stress at intense moments. The chlvalrlc feeling In the men, the southern sentiment In the women and the deep race passions of all against the suggestions of amalgamation and black feet on white necks, had been lashed almost into a fury In many by the merciless, rasping reality of the drama. When Dixon appeared a few men expressed their disapproval of the propriety of putting such a play on the boards by leaving. Others, among them the three young men who afterward got Into the difficulty at the hotel. remained and hissed In derision at Dixon, who stood erect, silent, unflinching. waiting opportunity to speak. Immediately his partisans began hissing the hlssers. His retort _? a At U.wn/T olomnnf atlll mnfO HUOUl IIIC aiwiliiae CIC>UCII> UV... ...... clearly defined the line between his partisans and those condemning him and his play, but his oratory, directness and brilliancy Immediately gained him control of the major portion of the house and he concluded amid applause, and some hissing. When the hissing began there were some North Carolinians near the chief hlssers. It was afterward learned that threats came from half a dozen of these, and Dixon had his strong local partisans as well, he being a man : who Is quickly liked with intensity or hated with warmth. All the elements of serious trouble were present to the eyes of a man who has studied these i combustible South Carolinians, i When Mr. Dixon alighted from his carriage at the hotel with his wife an . hour later, the three young men had gone there to meet him and one of them accosted him In the lobby just l after he left his wife at the stair i telling him that they wanted to see him "about a matter." He excused himself to see his wife and afterward i sent word that he could not come I down. i They sent him a denunciatory note, in which they also called him a liar for referring to them as scalawags. There was no reply. They also sent a note Informing him where to And them the next morning. No reply. They wanted to make him apologise. They camped in the hotel. The next morning Mr. Dixon sent for Col. Henry Thompson, his old time personal friend, who found Mrs. Dixon In a state of nervous collapse. The young men, as chivalrous as young men are made, had forgotten about Mrs. Dixon In the Intensity of their purpose. Mr. Dixon was surprised to learn that Colonel Thompson was head of the police commission, and he pleaded with him not to make any arrests, and In view of the panicky condition of his troupe and the ruin the thing would bring to his play, to keep the Incident out of the papers, if possible. After much tactful work Colonel Thompson started back to Mr. Dixon to And out whether he would verbally retract what he had said if they would verbally agree they had been In the wrong In some particulars. And he was told at the hotel that Mr. and Mrs. Dixon had gone to the station to take a train for Savannah. And since then the tongues have been wagging. QOLD IN PLENTY. Uncle 8am Haa More Yellow Metal Than Ever Before. There has never been so much gold coin In the treasury of the United States as now, and no other nation on earth possesses an equal amount or any where near the same amount, says a Washington correspondent. When Treasurer Treat looked over his balance sheet today he found that there was In his charge $740,648,365 of glittering gold coin, subject to the requirements of the government and of business. No other treasurer of the United States has held so much at one time. There has been an increase in the amount on hand since August 1st of close to $20,000,000. due to the changing demands of trade. In place of the accumulated gold there has been an outgo of sliver dollars, with the result that there are now just $2,985,836 silver dollars In the general account, which does not, of course. Include the redemption funds. On August 2nd the total amount of gold In the general fund of the treasury was $49,460,989, while the total In silver dollars was $19,830,520. Today the total gold stands at $69,163.405. while the silver stands gt $2,985,836. showing that the silver dollar after all has some popularity in trade channels. Most of these dollars have gone south In exchange for gold coin. Down south the negro farm hands and cotton pickers want to hear the jingle of the sliver dollar on pay days and do not desire the Daper dollar, as In other parts of the country. In the reserve fund of the treasury Is $150,000,000 of gold, which Is never touched, while In the redemption fund Is $521,384,669 of the yellow metal, either In coin or bullion, the latter standing for the same amount of gold certificates outstanding. The three separate funds total $740,684,365, a huge pile of the precious metal. "" -..41 l?l~? fka? fharo Treasury auiuuriucs ...... has never been less tendency to hoard gold than now. The business and general prosperity of the country, the stability of the banking Institutions. Induces the deposit of money. The banks dislike to put It into circulation and use it as reserve, putting out paper money instead. Nobody cares much about gold, so long as they know that the paper and silver are redeemable and that banks are not falling and things looking bad generally. The treasury realizes that with a tendency to hard times and the failure of a few banks here and there depositors would begin slowly relieving banks of their deposits, or at least a percentage of them would do so, and gold would begin to get scarce. One banker, talking to Secretary Shaw today, said that the spleni did condition of affairs and the comparative abundance of money ought to be a blessing to all. "Just think," he said, "that if there should be a few bank failures here and there and people should get an idea ol hard times how quickly money would disappear from circulation. I estimate that the least fright would result in an average of $2 for each man, woman and child in the country being withdrawn and stuck away in stockings and other places. Thii would aggregate a loss of $180,000,000 almost in a day. But we don'i have to think of those things now.' ONE OF FIELD'S PRANK8. How the Poet Used to Impress 8om? of His Visitors. Some recent reminiscences of Eugene Field, the well-known poet, tell of a way in which he used to amuse himself with some of his visitors. He would reserve for such use some carefully written bit of verse. His associate, who told the story, would figure as his amanuensis when he was not personally known to the visitor. "Field would be talking with his visitor about some commonplace subject" says the narrator of the story, "when suddenly he would stop, place a long finger to his brow, as if smitten with a new thought, and speak my name in a commanding tone. ? Llo "Instantly I. at my aesa ciuoc iv> would snatch up a pad and give ostentatious attention to him. Then, with Just enough hesitation to qjake the feal impressive. Field would begin repeating from memory some poem which may have cost him hours of the mosl painstaking labor to compose. "Between lines or stanzas he would perhaps turn back to his guest, as il the reeling off of such poetry were tht easiest possible task, a mere incident apt to arise unexpectedly at any moment. Indeed, sometimes the most difficult part of his task and mine was t< refrain from laughing at the amaxement pictured on the visitor's face. "When the poem was completed 1 would read it over to Field, who, wit! an expression of beatific meditation or his face, would sit as if watching closely for a word to change. Of course he never found one. "The next morning, when the versei appeared unaltered in the columns o a paper, that visitor would start tell ing all who would listen how the won derful Field had composed this classic not only in a few minutes, but in th< midst of a conversation which wai ' scarcely interrupted by it" BEFOFIE THE MAST. San Francisco Prsachsr Forcad to Take a Long Voyage. Old sailors who shipped before the mast In the days of the clipper ships and the packet lines may not all know the origin of the term "Shanghai," but any of them can tell more about the application of the word than does the New Century dictionary. In fact, the origin of the word is doubtful and all explanations are a little bit shady. The dictionary says the word means to make a sailor insensible by means of drugs or by other means, Tor tne purpose 01 nesuni him on board a ship or words to that effect, while the old sailor says It means to slug, beat up or dope any person, whether he be a sailor or not, and bundle him aboard *a ship a few hours before sailing for the purpose of receiving advance money. In these days of steam, stealing sailors, or "crimping," is sometimes resorted to In order to secure a crew for a vessel, and In Galveston the practice of stealing or Inducing the crew of one ship to leave the vessel in order to sell them to another captain who Is short of men was a common practice even Ave years ago. However, the United States marshal's department has about discouraged the practice and crews of ships In Galveston harbor are no longer molested. Old sailors sometimes grow reminiscent and the hardships they once endured lose their bitterness as they tell the story of their lives or speak of Incidents of their career. Among the old mariners at Galveston Is one who occasionally spins a yarn for the entertainment of his friends, and the other day the word "Shanghaied" In the heading of a newspaper article brought back old memories. "It seems strange," said the captain, "to read of a man being shanghaied these days, but I remember the time when It was common practice in nearly every port In the world. In the days of clipper ships and packet liners there used to be some mighty mean ships' officers as well as some mighty mean sailors before the mast, and there were but few voyages made In which the belaying pins, revolver butts and other weapons did not play a part in the discipline of the crew. Many officers were noted for their strength and their willingness to see how hard they could hit a man before the mast, and on the other hand there were men who would ship for., the purpose of trying their hand at beating up the first or second mate. Profanity was at a discount and I believe that It was in the old days that the old saying of 'swearing like a sailor* originated. At any rate, those were days of excitement for the sailor, and many men of peaceful inclination* and no lore for the sea often woke up in the morning with a heavy head to find themselyea in the stuffy fn-castle with the mate standing over them brawling out and asking them if they calculated they shipped for the purpose of sleeping all day. Tou see, there was a scarcity of good men and the advance money offered for a good seaman was an inducement for sailors to desert their ship for the purpose of shipping aboard another vessel. "Again, some ships had such a reputation that a crew could not be secured by ordinary methods, and recourse was had to applying to boarding house keepers who practiced 'shanghalng.' Naturally a captain did not care to ship any person who was not familiar with the handling of a ship, but oftentimes they could not afford to investigate too closely, for they did not wish to be directly Identified with the crime. It was this desire to have some semblance of legality about signing a crew which gave the professional shanghaler the chance to bunco the captains, and they often did it. I have known dead men to be >' palmed off on captains at New Orleans and the fraud would never be : discovered until the mate would try to arouse the man after he thought he had had sufficient time to sleep off his drunk or recover from the ; effects of drugs or of the slugging 1 which he supposed had been given , him. This would not occur until after i the vessel was well out at sea, and the ' captain had no recourse but to pitch I the body overboard and mark down . the price of his purchase to his ex. pense account , I have known lawyers and even. . ministers of the gospel to be sand, bagged and brought aboard a vessel i and palmed off as sailors. I well re. membered a case wtilch occurred In . San Francisco, where a preacher was ? slugged and put aboard a vessel bound for the China coast. After he had recovered his senses and found where he was he entered a strong protest but , was met by the mate with a string of oaths and a threat to break his head , if he did not proceed to get busy. AfI ter expostulating and appealing to the i captain, from whom he did not recelv, ed any more consideration than he . did from the mate, he accepted the situation and did the best he could. , Not being a sailor and not physically ; strong, he was set to scrubbing the deck, helping the cook and doing other chores, and proving his willingness he ' received very fair treatment the rest , of the voyage. The voyage proved to , be a long one, and it was nearly three | months before he found the opportul nlty to mail a letter to his family, and of course, it was as long again before they received the news that he was , still alive. That preacher learned i enough of sailoring on the voyage to ; make himself useful on board a ship and he had no trouble in finding a ship, ! which, after several months, brought ; him back to his native country, but to New York Instead of San Francisco. I Trans-continental traveling was not f what it Is now, and so the preacher t sailor shipped again, and at last found t himself with his family at San Fran. clsco, where, it Is hoped, he was left . to follow his peaceful calling. It was > a mean way to treat a preacher, but * aside from the anxiety of his family [ and his own discomfiture, it proved to i be a good thing for him, for from a ? weak, unhealthy man, whose days were probably few, it developed him Into a strong, rugged man. and I do not i doubt that he, in the end, was glad ' that he was shanghaied."?Galveston [ News. g W It isn't every man who Is competent to enjoy a competency. ! , s* J