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* ISSUED SEMI-WEEKL^ l. m. okist'8 sons, Pubii?her?. } % 4am"S ^leicspapcr: 4or thij promotion of the gotiticat, Social, ^rieultural and (Tommerrial interests of th< geojlj. '( "* ESTABLISHED 1855. YOBKVILLE, S. C., FRIDAY, JULY IP. 1914. JSTO. 55. ! j= * PARRO' By HAROLD ^ Copyright 1913. The Bobbs-Mei CHAPTER XX. The Two Brothers. From port to port, sometimes not < stepping off the boat at all, moody, restless and irritable, Warrington wended his way home. There was nothing surprising in the fact that he never inquired for mail. Who was there to write? Besides, he sought only the obscure hotels, where he was not likely to meet any of his erstm while fellow passengers. The mock ery and uselessness of his home-going became more and more apparent as the days slipped by. Often he longed to fly back to the jungles, to James, and leave matters as they were. Here and there, along the way, he had tried a bit of luxury; but the years of economy and frugality had robbed him of the ability to enjoy it. He was going home?to what? Surely there would be no welcome for him at his journey's end. He would ^ return after the manner of prodigals in general, not scriptural, to find that he was not wanted. Of his own free will he had gone out of their lives. He fought grimly against the thought of Elsa; but he was not ^ strong enough to vanquish the longings from his heart and mind. Always when alone she was in fancy with him, now smiling amusedly into his face, now peering down at the phosphorescence seething alongside, now stunding with her chin uplifted, her eyes half shut, letting the strong winds strike full in her face. * Many a "good night" he sent over the seas. An incident; that would be all. His first day in New York left hiin ft with nothing more than a feeling of foreboding and oppression. The expected exhileration of returning to the city of his birth did not materialize. So used to open spaces was he, to distances and the circle of horizons, that B he knew he no longer belonged to the t city with its Himalayan gorges and canons, whose torrents were human beings and whose glaciers were the hearts of these. A great loneliness bore down on him. For months he had been drawing familiar pictures, and to find none of these was like B coming home to an empty house. The ^ old life was indeed gone; there were no threads to resume. A hotel stood where his club had been; the house In which he had spent his youth was no ^ more. He wanted to leave the city; and the desire was >\th difficulty, overcome. Early the second morning he started down-town to the office of the Andes Construction company. He was extremely nervous. Cold sweat continually moisted his palms. Change, change, everywhere change; Trinity was like an old friend. When the taxicab driver threw off the power and indicated with a jerk of his head a granite shaft that soared up into the blue, Warrington asked: "What place is this?" \ . "The Andes building, sir. The construction company occupies the top floor." "Very good," replied Warrington, paying and discharging the man. From a reliquary of the Dutch, an affair of red brick, four stories high, this monolith had sprung. With a sigh Warrington entered the cavern\ ous doorway and stepped into an "express-elevator." When the car arrived at the twenty-second story, Warrington was alone. He paused before the door of the vice president. He recalled the "old man," thin-lipped, * Klim.ava/l orn nth'o Tf wnc 5l11 VAPV strange, this request to make the restitution in person. Well he would soon learn why. He drew the certified check from his wallet and scrutinized it carefully. Twelve thousand, eight hundred dollars. He replaced it. opened the door, and walked in. A boy met him at the railing and briskly inquired his business. "I wish to see Mr. Elmore." "Your card." Card ? Warrington had not possessed such a thing in years. "I ^ have no cards with me. But I have 0 an appointment with Mr. Elmore. Tell him that Mr. Ellison is here." The boy returned promptly and signified that Mr. Elmore was at liberty. But it was not the "old man" who looked up from a busy man's desk. It was the son: so far, the one familiar face Warrington had seen since his arrival. There was no handshaking; there was nothing in evidence on either side to invite it. * "Ah! Sit down, Paul. Let no one disturb me for an hour," the young vice president advised the boy. "And close the door as you go out." Warrington sat down: the bridgefc builder whirled his chair around and si;tr*'<i ai nis visitor. noi inwi?nii,Vi but with kindly curiosity. "You've filled out." was all he said. After fully satisfying his eyes, he added: "I dare say you expected to find father. He's been gone six years," indicating one of the two portrrits over his desk. It was not at the "old man" Warrington looked longest. "Who is the other?" he asked. "What? You worked four years with this company and don't recollect that portrait?" "Krankly, I never noticed it before," L Warrington placed the certified check on the desk. "With interest," he said. ' The vice president crackled it, ran his fingers over his smooth chin, folded the check and extended it toward the astonished wanderer. "We don't want that. Paul. What we wanted was to get you buck. There was no other way. Your brother made up the loss the day sifter you went siway. There was 110 scandal. Only a few of us in the office knew. * Never got to the newspapers." It wsis impossible for Warrington to digest this astonishing information at once. His mind could only repeat tlie phrase: No scandal, only si few of us in the office knew, never got to r & co. MACGRATH rill Company. the newspapers. For ten years he had hidden himself in wildernesses, avoided hotels, read no American newspapers, never called for mall. Oh, mon umentai rooi: "And I could have come home almost at once!" he said aloud, addressing: the crumpled check in his hand rather than the man in the swivel-1 chair. "Yes. I have often wondered where you were, what you were doing. You and your brother were upper-classmen. I never knew Arthur very well; but you and I were chummy, after a fashion. Arthur was a little too bookish for my style. Didn't we use to call you Old Galahad? You were always walloping the bullies and taking the weaker chaps under your wing. To me, you were the last man in the world for this business. Moreover, I never could understand, nor could father, how you got it, for you were not an office-man. Women and cards, I suppose. Father said that you had the making of a great engineer. Fierce place, this old town," waving his hand toward the myriad sparkling roofs and towers and spires. "Have to be strong and hard-headed to survive it. Built anything since you've been away?" "In Cashmir." To have thrown away a decade! "Glad you kept your hand in. I dare say you've seen a lot of life." To the younger man it was an extremely awkward interview. "Yes; I've seen life," dully. "Orient, mostly, I suppose. Your letter about the strike in oil was mighty interesting. Heap of money over there, if they'd only let us smart chaps in to dig it up. Now, old man, I want you to wipe the slate clear of these ten years. We'll call it a bad dream. What are your plans for the future?" "Plans?" Warrington looked up blankly. He realized that he had made no plans for the future. "Yes. What do you intend to do? A man like you wasn't made for idleness. Look here, Paul; I'm not going to beat about the bush. We've got a whopping big contract from the Chinese government, and we need a man to take charge, a man who knows and understands something of the yellow people. How about a salary of ten thousand a year for two years, to begin in October?" Warrington twisted the check. Work, rehabilitation. "Could you trust me?" he asked quietly. "With anything I have in the world. Understand, Paul, there's no philanthropic string to this offer. You've pulled through a devil of a hole. You're a man. I should not be holding down this chair if I couldn't tell a man at a glance. We were together two months in Peru. I'm familiar with your work. Do you want to know whose portrait that is up there? Well, it's General Chetwood's, the founder of this concern, the silent partner. The man who knew kings and potentates and told 'em that they needed bridges in their backyards. This building belongs to his daughter. She converted her stock into granite. About a month ago I received a letter from her. It directly concerned you. It seems she learned through the consul-general at Singapore that you had worked with us. She's like her father, a mighty keen judge of human nature. FYankly, this offer comes through her advices. To satisfy yourself, you can give us a surety-bond for fifty thousand. It's not obligatory, however." Klsa Chetwood. She had her father's eyes, and it was this which had drawn his gaze to the portrait. Chetwood; and Arthur had not known any more than he had. What irony! Ten years wasted . . for nothing! Warrington laughed aloud. A weakness seized him, like that of a man long gone hungry. "Buck up, Paul," warned the good Samaritan. "All this kind of knocks the wind out of you. I know. But what I've offered you is in good faith. Will you take it?" "Yes," simply. "That's the way to talk. Supposing you go out to lunch with me? We'll talk it over like old times." "No. I haven't seen . . " "To he sure! I forgot. Do you know where they live, your mother and brother?" "No. I expected to ask you." The vice-president scribbled down the address. "I believe you'll find them both there, though Arthur, I understand, is almost as great a traveler as you are. Of course you want to see them, you poor beggar! The Southwestern will pull you almost up to the door. After the reunion, you hike back here, and we'll get down to the meat of the business." "John," said Warrington, huskily, "you're a man." "<>h, piffle! It's not all John. The old man left word that if you ever turned up again to hang on to you. You were valuable. And there's Miss Chetwood. If you want to thank anybody, thank her." Warrington missed the searching glance, which was not without its touch of envy. "You'd better be off. Hustle back as soon as you can." Elmore offered bis hand now. "(lad! but you haven't lost any of your old grip." "I'm a bit dazed. The last six months have loosened up my nerves." "Nobody's made of iron." "I'd sound hollow if I tried to say what I feel. I'll be back a week from today." "I'll look for you." As the door closed behind Warrington, the young millionaire sat down, scowling at a cubby-hole in his desk. He presently took out a letter postmarked Yokohoma. He turned it about in his hands, musingly. Without reading it (for he knew its contents well) he thrust it back into the cubby-hole. Women were out of his sphere. He could build a bridge within a dollar of the bid: but he knew nothing about women beyond the fact that they were always desirable. A few monosyllables, a sentence or two, and then, good day. The average man would have recounted every incident of note during those ten years. He did not admire Warrington any the less for his reticence. It took a strong man to hold himself together under all these blows from the big end of fortune's horn. He had known the two brothers at college, and to Paul he had given a freshman's worship. In the Held Paul had been tbe idol, and popular not only for his feats of strength but for his lovableness. He recalled the affection between the two boys. Arthur admired Paul for his strength, Paul admired and gloried in his brother's learning. Never would he forget that commencement day, when the two boys in their mortar boards, their beautiful mother between them, walked arm in arm across the green of the campus. It was an unforgettable picture. Paul was a born-engineer; Arthur had entered the office as a make-shift. Paul had taken eight-thousand one day and decamped. Arthur had refunded the sum and disappeared. iuimore couia not understand, nor could his father. Perhaps some of the truth would now come to light. Somehow, Paul, with his blond beard and blonder head, his bright eyes, his tan, his big shoulders, somehow Paul was out of date. He did not belong to the times. And Elsa had met him over there; practically ordered (though she had no authority) that he should be given a start anew; that, moreover, she would go his bond to any amount. Funny old world! Well, he was glad. Paul was a man, a big man, and that was the sort needed in the foreign bridgebuilding. He rolled down the top of his desk and left the building. He was in no mood for work. The evening of the third day found Warrington in the baggage-car, feeding a dilapidated feather-molting bird, who was in a most scandalous temper. Rajah scattered the seeds about, spurned the banana-tip, tilted the water-cup and swashbuckled generally. By and by, above the clack-clack of wheels and rails, came a crooning song. The baggage-man looked up from his waybook and lowered his pipe. He saw the little green bird pause and begin to keep time with its head. It was the Urdu lullaby James used to sing. It never failed to quiet the little parrot. Warrington went back to his Pullman, where the porter greeted him with the information that the next stop would be his. Ten minutes later he stepped from the train, a small kitbag in one hand and the parrot-cage in the other. He had come prepared for mistake on the part of the natives. The single smart cabman lifted his hat, jumped down from the box, and opened the door. Warrington entered without speaking. The door closed, and the coupe rolled away briskly. He was perfectly sure of his destination. The cabman had mistaken him for Arthur. It would be better so. There would be no after complications when he departed on the morrow. As the coupe took a turn, he looked out of the window. They were entering a driveway, lined on each side of which were chestnuts. Indeed, the house was set in the center of a grove of these splendid trees. The coupe stopped. "Wait," said Warrington, alighting. "Yes, sir." Warrington went up the broad veranda steps and pulled the old-fashioned bell-cord. He was rather amazed at his utter lack of agitation. He was as calm as if he were making a call upon a casual acquaintance. His mother and brother, whom he had not seen in ten years! The great oak-door drew in, and he entered unceremoniously. "Why, Marse A'thuh, I didn't see yo' go out!" exclaimed the old negro servant. "I am not Arthur: I am his brother Paul. Which door?" Pop-eyed, the old negro pointed to a door down the hall. Then he leaned against the banister and caught desperately at the spindles. For the voice was not Arthur's. Warrington opened the door, closed it gently and stood with his back to it. At a desk in the middle of the room sat a man, busy with books. He raised his head. "Arthur, don't you know me?" "Paul?" The chair overturned; some books thudded dully upor. the rug:. Arthur leaned with his hands tense upon the desk. Paul sustained the look, his eyes sad and his face pale and grave. (To be Continued.) DOES NOT THINK IT FAIR Louis Appelt Protests Against Abuse of Private Citizen. The attacks that are being made by candidate Pollock upon a private citizen does not appeal to us as being warranted. He has on several occasions, after he left Charleston, referred to Col. James Sottille in a most disrespectful manner, which we think not only wrong, but unworthy of a man who poses as a candidate for the United States senate. Pollock makes a strenuous effort to arouse prejudice because Mr. Sottille in a member of the governor's staff, and he refers to him as "a sawed off. pug-nosed Dago." We happen to know Mr. Sottille, and have never met a more refined gentleman, always courteous, and ever ready to give his aid and encouragement to a worthy cause. He is an Italian by birth, but came to this country a boy and attended our schools, but we have no doubt he is proud of his nativity, as much so as Mr. Pollock is of his. A man is what he is, regardless of his nativity, and should be so measured. Mr. Sottille is not in politics, but a successful and public-spirited business man. In this day of commercialism. we venture the assertion there is no man in the state who is held in higher esteem by business men than this same James Sottille. He is noted mr ills MiuiHiu lurwaiunrsa, m? u i^ness of he.art, and his loyalty to his city and liis friends. Then why should this man Pollock who should know that he stands no more chance for election than a snow ball would stand of freezing in a pot of boiling water, go galivanting over the state speaking discourteously of this gentleman. As long as Candidate Pollock makes attacks upon Governor Blease's record, lie is within the scope of his privileges. but when he goes from that to make odious and obnoxious references about a private citizen who is the equal in every respect to either of the candidates for the senate, we think it outrageous and going too far.?.Manning Times. <%' " By law a native Samona is not allowed to sell his land, and the freeholders held by whites are seldom for sale. The German government is averse to planters coming in with a small amount of capital. I^and on the beach in the municipality of Apia, a strip four miles in length is valued at $l,oo(? per acre. FOOTSTEPS OF THE FATHERS As Traced In Early Files of The torkville Enquirer NEWS AND VIEWS OF YESTERDAY Bringing Up Records of the Past and Giving the Younger Readers of Today a Pretty Comprehensive Knowledge of the Things that Most Concerned Generations that Have Gone Before. The first Installment of the notes appearing under this heading was published in our Issue of November 14. 1913. The notes are being prepared by the editor as time and opportunity permit. Their purpose is to bring Into review the events of the past for the Dleasure and satisfaction of the older people and for the entertainment and instruction of the present generation. SIXTY-SECOND INSTALLMENT (Thursday Morning, April 4, 1861). Miltary Staff. As our regiment will be mustered into the 3rd brigade of South Carolina Volunteers, our district readers will take especial interest in the following staff appointments made by Brigadier General A. C. Garlington: Wm. F. Nance of Newberry, Brigade major; W. A. Walker of Chester, Inspector; T. Stobo Farrow of Spartan- ( burg, quartermaster; Jas. D. Gist, of Union, commissary; Dr. W. H. Har rington of Newberry, surgeon; Creswell Garlington, of Laurens, aid-decamp; and Jas. F. J. Caldwell of Newberry, aid-de-camp. (Thursday Morning, April 18, 1861). Our Editor. Mr. East, the editor-in-chief, being a volunteer in the "Jasper Light Infantry," left with his company on Saturday morning last. It is his purpose to correspond with the paper as frequently as circumstances will permit and to keep our readers fully posted as to the movements of our own companies. We have the promise also, of letters from members of the other companies. ? 0 0 Editorial Correspondence. Camp Calhoun, Columbia, S. C. Saturday Night, April 13, 1861. Dear Enquirer: If the first days' experience be any criterion, we car. pronounce the volunteer service, in spite of its hardships, anything but disagreeable. Our whole trip today from Yorkville to Columbia was a continued ovation. At every stopping place, crowds of men, women and children, were assembled to bid the Fifth regi- 1 I ment "God speed" in the cause of the south; and almost every house had its 1 bevy of ladies and citizens to greet us ' with waving handkerchiefs. Especially did hearty-souled Chester, gallant Winnsboro and queenly Columbia no- ! bly welcome our band to a place in the ' picture. Nothing could show more completely than these indications, the ardor and unity of the people at this time, 1 unless it be the enthusiasm with which all our "mountain boys" returned * these greetings. The grief at parting soon subsided; and in its place, as the facts and rumors of the brilliant siege of Fort Sumter, one by one, came to ear, every countenance lit up with patriotic pride and joy! Multitudes of i voices shouted in triumph, and only one regret was felt?that the Fifth regiment was not there to share in the dangers and glory of the achievement. On arriving at the Charlotte depot of this city, the companies fell in and took up the line of march to the depot of the Greenville and Columbia R. R., to meet their comrades from Spartanburg and Union; after which they were quartered on the Fair Grounds of the agricultural society, which you perceive our gallant colonel has appropriately named "Camp Calhoun,' in honor of the statesman of statesmen, and the father of the second revolution of American liberty. The companies assembled and were assigned their respective parade grounds, at "retreat heat," which is always at .sunset. We had some pleasing thoughts as we gazed upon those thousand men, in the mellow hour of prayer, peace and love?for we felt within us, that there was no discord between the sacred ideas of the home and the no less sacred purpose of our war?all that is good in prayer and peace and love, having called us here. The new moon smiled upon us?the moon of a sunny showered April?and it seemed a happy coincidence. We involuntarily, raised our eyes to see its serene crescent, and wafted a prayer to "the God of Battle" for our cause and all our men. It is a pleasing and grateful privilege to say that Mr. John A. Witherspoon, of our town, now in the Theological seminary here, has presented 100 Testaments to the "Jasper Light Infantry." The volunteers are all in fine spirits this morning, though most of us are a little weary. "With my knapsack on my back and my rifle on my shoulder," sounds romantic enough in print; but we confess our back doesn't feel very romantic. Our Corporal. * * * Thursday morning, April 1 f?. 1861: We leave this morning at f? o'clock for Charleston. Yesterday morning at 11 o'clock, Kev. Win. Martin, president of the Columbia Female college, preached to the regiment: and Rev. Mr. Gamewell, the presiding elder of the Richland conference, at three in :ne anernoon. A part of Col. Williams' regiment. c belonging to our brigade, came down A from I^iurens and Newberry on yes- 1 terday evening, and took quarters ' here: but are expected in Charleston ^ as soon as the other companies reach ' this place. ( Feeling runs high, and everybody is s eager to reach the "hospitable city. * to get in readiness and give Lincoln's { minions the right kind of a reception $ if they come to "retake the fort." ' (>ur Corporal. * ' t Camp Calhoun. j Charleston. Tuesday, April 16. 1861. S The Fifth regiment arrived here yesterday evening, and found the city wild with excitement from a fly- '' ing report that the enemy had landed J1 3,000 men, and that a brisk engage- a ment was taking place In the harbor. Cannon firing was heard, which was confirmatory of the report. Our regiment was hurried from the South Carolina railroad to the United States arsenal to procure arms in the confident expectation of marching at once to the scene of action, to grapple first with the foe in deadly conflict during the dark and stormy hours of the night. The rumor was soon contradicted, however, and, after arms were distributed to several companies, the regiment, drenched with rain to the skin, returned to the grounds of the race course and took quarters about 10 o'clock at night. The gallant behavior of our men under the apparent certainty of going into battle at once, and for the first time, in the night and rain, is an honor to the Fifth regiment and to the up-country. Not a man flinched, although all were weary with loss of sleep, hurrying to and fro and handling an excessive amount of heavy baggage. In fact, a great many were even anxious to go to one of the islands, and repel the insolent invader ?all were more than willing. The cannon-firing is explained in these ways: First, it Is said to be a salute to Commodore Stringham, on arriving to take charge of the United States fleet. Secondly, it is accounted for thus: A British vessel approached the harbor, but was denied admittance, a boat was sent to the city after the British consul, who went out and protested against the quasi-blockade; the vessel was admitted, and a salute was given to the British flag and consul. This, if so, amounts to the very important ract that England will pay no attention whatever to an inefficient blockade, If to any at all. Thirdly, the British vessel approached the fleet to know If the port was in a state of blockade; the reply was that it was not; and the firing was a salute to the transfer of troops from the Isabel to the Baltic. To show how rapidly rumors succeed each other and how hard It is to get at the truth, all three of these accounts have come to "Camp dalhoun" since we sat down a few minutes ago to this writing. The regiment now numbers over twelve hundred men. Good health, better order and the best appetites continue to prevail. We are glad to *ay just here that from this evening, Mr. John A. Withersnoon will conduct morning and evening prayer for the Jasper Light Infantry. Cupt. Seabrook, having been informed by Mr. Cooper Kuykendal, that i number of boxes were placed in his charge for the Jasper Light Infantry, though it was impossible for him to bring them; instructs us to say to the ladies of Yorkville that their kindness is gratefully received, and keepiag the lame of ardor alive in the breasts af the Jaspers, will prepare them to 'do or die" in the line of battle. Sitting on a valise, with our knapsack for a writing-desk, we are, with ?ood cheer to you, Our Corporal. Married?At Hood's factory, by J. P. Hood, Esq., on Tuesday, 2d, instant, Mr. John Colvin of Chester district, inn Airs, r ranees ?\areissu iuuigu.ii, ui Vork. (To be Continued). HOUSE SANITATION Public Health Service Undertakes Missionary Work in This Regard. The following extract from an adIress delivered before the South Caroina Medical association at Florence, 5. C., by Dr. Charles W. Stiles, of the United States public health service, is jublished at the request of a Yorkville jhysician, in the belief that it will do ?ood along the lines intended: This race problem is becoming more ind more complex. With the increas?d difficulty in the servant problem, here is an increased change in our 'ood. We are becoming more and more i nation of canned food eaters. It is ?asier to keep house with canned food han it is with fresh food, and our canled food proposition is increasing stu- ( jendously and, curiously enough, with his increase in the consumption of :anned foods, we have an increase in >ur mosquitoes, because our cans are ] hrown out of the windows into the mrds to gather water for the mosqui- | oes. , I was in a town a short time ago, , ooking into the mosquito problem and ( ! organized the school children of the own. In two weeks they collected 36,- ( 100 tin cans from back yards, etc. We , a^kled the mosquito problem. But ( hat is not the only medical aspect of , his servant problem: Our white wo- | nen today are glad to get almost any ; cind of servant they can get hold of. It ] o /lifflrinlt <? irof aorvnnt? thp whltp vomen will put up with almost anyhing in this line. They are driven to t?and why? I am going to surprise 'ou with my conclusion on that point, think there is no man in the room, no nan in the south who is prouder of he American women than I am. I hink there is nothing like them in the leaven above or the earth beneath or n the waters under the earth; you can all down and worship them without ireaking any commandment, but, genlemen, they are the poorest houseteepers of the civilized nations of the vorld. Income Tax Payers.?It transpires hat New York city alone pays $11.:4.x.000 of the total of $2X.000.000 colected on individual income taxes. It ilso contributes nearly $S,000,000 of 4S,000,000 raised by the corporation ( ax. Of the total individual tax for , he country, New York city paid about ?ne-third and New York state as a vhole amounts to half. These figures ompare with individual tax payments if $2,000,000 by Philadelphia. $1,900,000 >y Chicago and $1,500,000 by Boston. <ew York refuses to believe that it has teen assessed on an equal basis with he country at large, the World aserting that "in most parts of the 'nited States this levy has been pracically ignored." Such is not our oblervatlon or belief. Figures which are ifflcial but subject to final revision, ihow $307,000 corporation and $46,500 ndividual taxes paid by North Carolila. The corresponding figures for South Carolina are $102,000 and $25,100.?Charlotte Observer. 'X'.r The municipal authorities of "okyo have asked the government to pprove a plan involving the expend!lire of approximately $10,000,000 for ditional water facilities. ittiscctluncous Scatlinj). THE STORM IN GASTON Devastation by Hail Amounts to Thousands of Dollars. Gastonia Gazette, July 7. Devastated fields of cotton and corn greeted the eyes of scores of Gaston farmers when they ventured forth at daybreak this morning to ascertain what was the result of the storm of the evening before. In some sections, notably Bethesda, Union and New Hope and other parts of South Point township, farm after farm was left with hardly a whole stalk of corn or cotton standing. Where the day previous the prospect was fair for an average crop, fields that had been watched with anxiety through the long drought and which had finally emerged from that bondage with fair promise of producing good crops, lay wasted and shorn of all fruitage. It was a scene which twitched the hearts of many sturdy farmers. It is stated on reliable , authority?in fact by farmers who have been in town today and by town folks who have gone to see for themselves?that numbers of farms will not produce a pound of cotton or a bushel , of corn. Mr. A. Kennedy, who lives on the ( Union road six miles south of town, brought to the Gazette office some | samples of his cotton and corn. There , was nothing left but the bare stalks and these were beaten almost into a \ pulp. They were fair samples of his ( entire crop, he said. Yesterday his , cotton bid fair to produce a bale to the acre, was in fact the best cotton he had , ever had; today he does not think it , will produce a hundred pounds. The . storm was the worst, he said he had ( ever Known in mis section, una ne nu.-> ( been living 60 years here. I Mr. Bob Brandon, who lives in the j same neighborhood on the Union road, , reported his crops practically ruined, ( He brought a sample water-melon j from his patch which was dented on j almost every inch of surface. The en- , tire crop of watermelons in the hailswept section is probably ruined. Mr. ( Brandon said that in places on the Un- , ion macadam road where there were j fills six and even eight feet high and j where there were 24-inch terra cotta , pipes underneath, the How of water ( was so great that it ran over these fills, j something that has not occurred since , the Union road was built. ( The storm in the New Hope section , was most severe. Mr. A. W. Titman ( lost most of his chickens killed by r the hall. Mr. E. P. Lewis lost his best mule in addition to having his crops practically ruined. Mr. Lewis' son, Mr. W. D. Lewis, came near being drowned while trying to save the mule which he had driven into a swollen stream. He struggled in the water for nearly two hours to save the animal, but was finally driven out by the rising water. At McAdenville the storm was perhaps as terrific as at any point in the county. Mayor Ed Ray of that town was here this morning and stated that over 5,000 window glass were broken in the mill buildings and other structures there. The Methodist church was badly damaged, the roof being perforated by the hail until it had the appearance of a seive. Balls of hail larger than hen eggs fell there, said Mr. Ray. The only person receiving personal injury at , McAdenvillj was Mr. L. M. Rhyne, who received a sc ere gash across nis iore- ; head, made i.om a piece of flying glass j from the library building. All of the ( glass in the front of the library build- < ing was smashed and holes were torn t in the roof. The damage to McAden- , ville, according to Mr. Ray, is fully $3,- j 000. No insurance against damage by hail was carried. Stanley Suffers. Stanley and vicinty suffered greatly from the storm. Over the telephone j this morning, Mr. O. B. Carpenter, a leading business man of that town. ^ said: "It was the most fearful storm , that ever struck this community," and it seems that the results justified the statement. "Every mercantile establishment and dwelling house in Stanley," he said, "was damaged." Holes were made in the roof of practically every building in the town. Mr. John Wallace's barn, a new one, was demolished by the wind and hail. Mr. S. D. Handsell was badly injured by hail, having his scalp seriously cut and his shoulders badly bruised. It would be hard to estimate the damage in dollars and cents, as every structure in the town was more or less damaged. On one side of the Stanley Cotton Mill 682 window glass were broken out. According to Mr. Carpenter it is safe to say that the damage within a radius of two miles with Stanley as a center will not be less than *50,000. The storm he said, extended two miles West of Stanley, three miles in the direction of Dallas and four miles or more in the Jirection of Mount Holly. Renorts from Relmont indicate that but little damage was done there, j though south of Belmont through the { ?ntire length of South Point township j the farmers suffered greatly. The storm apparently ranged a little southeast from Stanley, passing c through the Hickory Grove community, a McAdenville, Mayesworth, near Bel- j nont and on through the Bethesda and N'ew Hope communities, and through j, the Bethel section of York county. Re- t (jorts from the last named neighbor- j tiood are to the effect that numerous ^ rees were blown up near Bethel church, a that cotton and corn tlelds were riddled ind that damage to the farmers is very v Heavy. Immense hailstones are said to |, nave rattled down chimneys and rolled a >ut on tloors in many homes. t The western half of the county seems to have escaped the ravages of the j. storm. e No Damage in Gastonia. v Gastonia fortunately escaped serious j! lamage, though the hail, wind and rain tvas quite severe. The approach from he northeast about 7.X0 o'clock yesterlay evening of a smoke-black lowering ii L'loud which developed quickly and u noved rapidly, startled many citizens. e Later the cloud changed to a sickly fellow with a green tinge and looked o hen more frightful still. Many have s emarked today that they never beheld ii to threatening and angry a cloud. For learly an hour the storm raged, hail 'ailing most of the time and the wind b lowing a territic gale. It was a time Q vhen the calmest could scarcely keep heir nerves from going into a riot. It fi vas but the fringe of the storm, how- h ver, that struck Gastonia and no roperty damage was done, so far as n las been learned. J Cherryville also suffered severely from the storm. The roofs of the Howell and Melville mills, of a paper and tar preparation, were demolished and today new roofs are being put on while the mills are standing idle. Kendrick Brothers' lumber plant was unroofed and otherwise damaged. T. E. Summers' store building was badly damaged and his stock of goods almost ruined by water. The hail was terrific. A phone message from Cherryville, at 1 o'clock today brought the information that an immense amount of hall Is still piled up on the ground in Cherryville. The storm swept a section four miles wide in that part of the county and carried devastation with it. The crops In the wake of the storm are completely ruined. SPIES BUSY IN EVERY COUNTRY Each Nation Hat Agents Learning Secrets of Other Powers. Protests have recently been made by Britons against the action of the admiralty in permitting- foreigners to compete at the sale of old warships, held periodically in the various dockyards of Britain. ( At ordinary times the alien is kept at a good distance from the yards, but when a sale takes place he is practically given a free run of them. The main endeavors of foreign spies to obtain valuable secrets are devoted to British naval stations and dockyards, and yet the admiralty has always been guilty of a good deal of lcu cicaonco ill iliailCi a WHICH CUIlCtfTH :he efficiency of the national defenses. It was not so very many years ago when American students were permit- ( :ed to attend British schools of naval , architecture, but this privlege is now ] lenled them owing to the fact that the ?nterprlsing Yankees do not hesitate , :o furnish Uncle Sam's naval depart- . nent with items of naval architecture ( ind details concerning vessels under | construction. At the Royal Naval col- ] ege, Greenwich, the stranger to Engish shores had many opportunities of , lecuring naval secrets. ( It was only a short time ago when an . ?x-naval gunner named Parrott was | irrested in a tobacconist's shop in the | King's road, Chelsea, where he had had etters addressed, on a charge of com numcating naval secrets to a foreign country. He was tried before Justice | Darling, who sentenced him to four gears' penal servitude. At the trial it lame to light that Parrott had been the /ictlm of a woman spy, whom he became acquainted with in a place of imusement. Women spies are said to haunt the neighborhood of naval stations and lock-yards like so many flies on a treacle tin, and it was not so very long jack when a certain naval officer discovered that a pretty young lady he was on very good terms with was the secret service agent in the employ of i big power. The girl's inquisltlveness concerning naval matters generally made him a little suspicous, and he thought it wise to inform his superiors. Quiet inquiries elicited the fact that she had attempted a few days before to bribe a dockyard employee to steal certain plans for her, and that she was possessed of a small camera with which she had taken photographs wholesale without any one being the tviser. It has been said, and probably with i good deal of truth, that hidden away n a safe in a government office In 3ermany are fairly accurate plans of jibraltar's defense works, and that hey were made from rough sketches supplied by a German girl who some ^ears ago alighted at Gibraltar for the 'benefit of her health." After she had been on the Rock for some weeks the officers there discovered that she knew too much concernng quick-firing guns and other things, tnd in the long run she was politely >ut firmly advised to seek another 'health resort." It was proved that she was a spy in he employ of Germany, and it is prety certain that she dispatched partlcual//vfnhoo r\f fllhrn 1 fa t'q flpfpnRP * ai <3 auu oiwt^uvo W4 ?* %?* ? vorks to Berlin. * The various governments spend housands of pounds every year on their lecret service, and it costs Germany 2 nore than ?600,000 every twelve nonths to maintain her battalion of < ipies. There is a special fund for payng the salaries and expenses of the ] >ody of men and women who comprise he spies of Britain, and as a rule this t jecret service costs the country ?50 ?00 annually. i The ministry responsible for the disribution of the money takes the fol- t owing oath: "I swear that the money >aid to me for foreign secret service, t >r for detecting, preventing and deeating conspiracies against the state f ias been bona fide applied to the said ?urposes and no other." r Spies are well paid, but not too well 1 vhen one considers the amazing risks I nvolved, and the fact that if they hap- s ien to be caught by the foreign authorties they are more often than not dis- ? wned by their government. a The Germans are always bitterly I omplaining of the British sketching nd photographing tourist, and declar- t ng that nine out of ten men who to all t ppearance are opulent and idle tour- u sts travel under commissions from the Iritish war office. In this they are well b ustifled, for British agents exist in s 'ranee and Germany in large numbers, ii nd a good many of them are women, c It is an international law, but an unwritten one, that a sovereign cannot iwfully require a subject to serve as j1 spy, except in a singular case, and t hat of the last importance. .4 Nevertheless, no country will ever fi ick spies, for the work that is requir- * d of them is so adventurous and so s| well paid that thousands of men would ii ump at the opportunity to become a t! ecret service agent.?New York Press. ^ * ' b Aid to the Tired.?Yeast?A German j, nvention Is a jointed lamppost, the ti pper portion of which may be low- ' red with a rope. ^ Crimsonbeak?I can't see the good a f that. Even if a man is short of 7! tature he can lean against a tall post *| l time of need.?Yonkers Statesman. ' *" "* 5 Merely Coy.?"That booby made a luff at kissing me last night and then ult." F "But, he says you scratched his P ice, blackened lis eye and stabbed zj im with a hatp n." a; "Well, a girl has to put up a little k laidenly resistance."?Kansas City ournal. tl HEAD HUNTERS OF PAUPA Cannibals Always Mutilate Bodies of Fallen Enemies. All the Bamu tribes are head-hunters, and the majority cannibals, writes Wilfred Beaver in the July Wide World Magazine. The bodies of those slain are generally mutilated, and the legs and arms cut off as well as the heads; the calf of the leg and the hand are, I believe the two portions most esteemed. One very powerful tribe in the Bamu, called Blna, aiways, it is said, take two heads and two sets of arms and legs for every man of theirs that has been killed. Heads, besides being the badge of a warrior and Items of considerable social significance, play a prominent part in ceremonies and dances. They are always cut off with the bamboo head-knife, a weapon which is used from the Dutch boundary to the Purari Delta. This knife is a half section of bamboo with a handle; a notch is made at the head of the blade and a thin sliver of bamboo torn off, leaving a sharp edge. For each successive head, an additional notch is made and another slice torn off, consequently each knife is its own record. I pick-ed up one knife a few years ago, all red with fresh blood, that had eight notches in it. On this same Bamu river trip I saw my first heads. There had been a serious massacre at one village, and when we arrived at the place there were several headless, legless and armless trunks lying about. Some of the police went out to look for tracks, and not long after a sergeant came back swinging a bundle of fresh heads that the raiders had evidently dropped in their flight. The Bight was not particularly pleasant, but it reminded me of nothing so much as a string of onions. Once, when I was on the upper Kiko river, a long way inland from the head of the Gulf of Papua I found that the natives tnere aia not, apparenuy, coneci neaas but hands, which were smoke-dried and then hung round the neck as ornaments! They were quite willing to dispose of them at a tomahawk apiece ?I suppose on the principle that bands were easy enough to get, but tomahawks were scarce. PEN PICTURE OF HUERTA Has Much Greater Ability Than Enemies Would Admit. A stature above that of the average if Mexicans; a rather bulky frame; rugged features; a massive, firmly set law; a complexion not much darker than that of the native of southern Europe; brown eyes which frequently twinkle with humor and vivacity; straggling, grizzled mustache?such irn nUimlnn 1 nkntmntA-Utlna /v# VU me ^ujoiuai i^nai avici 1011V.0 ui ? n." torlano Huerta. Huerta is a man of much greater native ability than his enemies would idmlt, and he has grown during the year Just passed, writes Louis C. Simones, in the June Atlantic. He is not is great a man as his friends paint him, but he is a very much greater man than he is painted by the forces opposed to him in Mexico. Intellectually, Huerta has one inestimable quality?a very direct mind, fie readily distinguishes essentials 'rom nonessentials, and, brushing the latter aside, he can get to the point it once, if he so desires. On the other hand, he has the sagacity, or the istuteness, or the slyness, of an Iniian?call it what you will?and vhen it suits his purpose, can main .?! Ill an I1II|S CilCtiUUIC IC3C1 vc. In the details of business and In he conduct of the administration, he s unmethodical, and in less importint matters given to laisser aller rhough he works hard when he takes jp a task, he is irregular in the disributlon of his time. There are oc:asions when those nearest to him, Jo not know where he is or how to each him. This is what has given ise, from time to time, to reports of lis disappearance from the capital, eports telegraphed to the United states, but for which there never has seen the slightest foundation. Parcel Poet Hints.?Pack and wrap pour parcels securely. Most of the damage and losses are iue to insecure packing. , Address your parcel correctly and plainly. Write your own name and address in he upper left hand corner. Packages containing eggs should be narked "Eggs." Packages containing perishable mater should be marked "Perishable." Packages containing liquids, jellies, >tc., should be marked "Fragile." Don't nark a? ora harri^a of aimllor >roduce in a thin pasteboard box. Eggs wrapped separately and surrounded in cotton or excelsior and >acked in a strong corrugated paste>oard, wooden or metal box can be ent any distance. Don't put any writing in the packtge unless it is a bill for the goods, or , description of the contents of the >ackage. Do not send perishable matter so hat it will arrive in the city on a Satirday evening or Sunday?unless you se a special delivery stamp. Consult your postmaster as to the est time for mailing country produce o as to reach the city at the best hour, . n the quickest time and in the best ondition. / ? Six southern states mined $165,730 f gold in 1913. North Carolina leadig, with $126,448, or 76 per cent of the otal, Georgia being second, $15,108; ilabama third, $11,094; Tennessee, aurth, $7,595; South Carolina fifth, 4,881, and Virginia sixth, $604. Alhough there is still much gold in the outh, the output has never regained :s relative importance enjoyed until he discovery of gold in California in 849. Until 1830 all the gold coined in his county was supplied chiefly by forth Carolina, and by 1838 production l the south had assumed such proporions that branch mints were estabshed at Charlotte, N. C.; Dahlonega, ia., and New Orleans. Up to October 1, 1850, southern gold sent to the mint nd its branches amounted to {15,004, 92, of which North Carolina supplied 6,707,458; Georgia, $6,017,693; Virginia 1,197,838; South Carolina, $817,692; dabama, $186,627, and Tennessee, $76,74. I'V L. A. Dansereau, publisher of a rench newspaper which has not been ublished for more than six ye rs, ?ceived recently an answer to a puzle printed in the paper eight years go. The writer admitted that he new the paper was no longer pubshed, but hoped that as he had been orkin gall the eight years to solve le puzzle, he would receive a prize.