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S. C., aa &econd Clasn Matter.'
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MEsNINit Easley, S. C.
WILL YOU SOMETIMIES TmlINK OF
MIi i
Wh enl the moon01 is shining britly,
Castng eamsi onl huld ea:
Giving light to shipwreeke(d saiilors,
Will you sonietimes think of me?
Wlen the radiant stars are smiling,
Gelitly, tenlderv, cn thee.,
Wfhen tihe twinkle in the 11le vaults,
Will youi sometimus think of me ?
Often in the morning's bright light.
While you're roaming light 111141 f ree,
And yolr' heart Is (ay amil happy.
Will youI so1etilles t hink of Ime ?
When the (louds are dark and dreary,
And the light you cannot see;
W hen vot I hearit's en Ished wit h sorrow
Will yoti sometimes thitk of me ?
When friends vonl loved in chilhiood
All have womdered far from thee;
When lo are so sad a111 lonely.
Will you sometimes think of me ?
When all othiers hiave forsaken.
1 will prove a friend to thee;
Then. friend, in the (arkest hour,
I wonk'O have thee thi'k of me.
[From Atlanuta Constitition.]
BETSY HIAMILTON'S LETTER.
TomD Davis 'elIs Betsy She Looked
Pretty and Sweet.
.lHILL~ABEE, Ti2ALLAD)EGA Co.. ALA.
-EAR~ CoUSIN: I was inhoe
attter Tomn Davis hearin' what Flu r
ridy Tlennyrsy sid~ abo(ut him that
Sunday evening at our house, that
he'd have' sende eniouigh to takek
the hint and stay ,away, lbut he
can't he knocked dlown. Ruddy
lows hie's wutsser'n a tarr'iapinl for
hioldin' on ; it aI tarapL~inl bites he
holds1 Onl tel it thunder's if' you
dlon't choke hirm off.~ His hair had.
been erapped ..toQ the skin of his'
headl, and when it sot in to growin'
out/'Agin thar'was 'one onr'uly lock
that stood out stiff all to itself on
top of his headl and made himit look
like. mak eei'l4. Be ried to
gr'easA ludfow~ *i t) nfeat sk in,
hut it wnnuldn't stnvd rown no wna
he'd t. It. werried - autori
mesmi Iski turible.' bast one
Sun iay Jig p~rimpt hisself to eome ]
to see me,.and was bit arid deter- t
minered. t6 sike. that arl104%1
down. He work with it, and swet
Led over it, and it wouldn't stay; t
it riz.up agin every time. He low- f
ed it shouldn't outdo him no ]on- i
ger; he knowed what would stick i
it. So he turned in, he did, and ,
taken some of these home made 1
'lasses and smeared 'em all over
his head, and they helt that l'ock
down tight, I tell you; every 'ar I
stayed right whar he stuck it; and
when he come in I didn't skacely
know him. Cap Dewberry was i
thar a settin' up to me, and as I
quick as he sot eyes on Tom he
let in to laughin'. Then he drag
ged his cheer to tother eend of the
entry to git out'n the way and set
in to talkin' to Caledony. I seed
the devilment in Cal's eyes, and I
Cap he was most takin' a fit, so
glad to git sumpen to plague me
about.
I was mad as I could be, and
tickled to death, too, kase Tomi
was plum satisfied with hisself. t
Atter me and him howde'd he gig- I
gled and his face turned red. He
ftllers laughs over nothing. Then t
lie axed me, "Miss Betsy, what I
for a time did you have at the I
show? Did you see them hy-nee- t
niesy and did you see the street (
progade? I seed you." says he, t
'and y'ou looked mighty sweet, too. I
And I 'knowed in reason I must ,
er, for it was a rainin' hard as it
ould pour, and my coat'ail was
Fill drabbed in mud up to my
kfnees." He said I looked sweet
rund I never denied it. but when he
L p and lowed, "Miss Betsv, I think
you air the smartest gal. I ever
ween,'' I wanted to ax him how
pon the yeath he knowed, for he,
hicas got about the least sete of*',
my ignant teller I know.
Ind a turirible grudgeC agrin f
Pon. lie had knocked me out'n 1
!)wine to the singin' twice't haind 1
twine, and onee't to t:e sorghum I
tretthin' at old Miss Gooden' s. 1
I-Ie had axed mec to inicept of his a
ompany and I jist-would1n't go) at 3
ill, kase Maw she thought sich a r
power ot 01(d Miss.Dlavis.(Tomi'A I
M1aw) that she didn't 'low me to t
slight him. Tom lie fetchedl his- i
4elf herie everyv Sunday, rain or t
shiine, jist when I was a lookin'i
ror Cap D~ewberry or 1ky Robin- t
son, and if they dr. see -him in the (
mntry they'd lay whip) to ther (crit- la
erls U~ an:ghllop by,. andl(it 'go tme lI
so I fairly hated Ton Davis..
T hat Sunday..lgot ag ne C
~vith his back to Cal and themr, and
hey kep a laugh in' and ai erookin' t
her fingers at me-. -It was a hot a
venin' andl( .1I thought mnebbe it i
~vas a (ixini' to rain, for I never' 1
ngennerly have rany -iee.
"How do you like the name
3etsy Davis?" says he a hitin' i
he fties. "'the tites ist 'Yigth
9'4" * flWI s8ed ithey was
>esteriuof-him "pIefa Cog
his evenip'" says M-h alappin' tL
lies) "to'ax you (hitt in. at 'em
ittle harder) to ax you if V
lidu't want to' be Miss - Davisl
ays he, (fightin' the flies wit
)oth hands and scratchin' h
lead). "I been a lovin' you ev
tense the (hittin' the flies) log-rec
In' at old man' Hashers.-" The
ie slapped at his head and nec
md face, but they 'peared to con
n d*rove from everwhars, and h
lead begun to look like a swar
)f bees-the more he fit 'em tl
vusser they got. I looked at totl
r cend of the entry and thar s.
Jaledony and Cap jest a killii
hey fool selves a laughin'. To
ic fit harder'n ever. "What's go
nto the flies?" says I; 'I nevi
iced 'em so bad, 'pears like th<
tre tryin' to eat you up harbariou
y up," says I. le scratched hi
ead and lowed: "I dunno wh:
hey want er me, I haint so swee
ooks like they had orter bite yo
lstid el. r me. Hit shor1el'y aint n
hey tire atter: hit must he thef
lore fool 'lasses I've greased ni
iead with..(and he hit 'em fa
er'n1 ever) and I reckon the onl
aHt way to git shet of 'em is to
o tihe branhell and waIsh'em off.
now ini reason they are jist whal
L drawin' these tarnaital flies
ud with that he riz and went 1
he branch. le never sed got
venin' nor noth in' to noblody, an
ve lowed he war a comin' bael
mt he never.
The next Sunday here lie con
Lgin; I. had (one made up m
nind I wasn't a gwine to be to
niented with him no longer. I lov
(d to gin him his walkin' paper
nd let hini go. "ie sot ald So
ndl told me how putty I was, an
ow sweet, and how smart, an
owed asi how his heart had bee0
)inin' for me ever sense he seed'i
ft the circus, tnd Up) and axedl mn
ays he: "Now, Miss Betsy, can
on love jist 'a. leetle grain?" "Ni
tot nairy graini," says 1. 1 soe
eC was as mfad as blazes. Ney
ime I seed him it was at the cai
ly pullin' at :Miss Hiooker's, an
lhe fust chance ho got he axed n
f I wasn't mighty. sorry I didn
ake hirp. '"No." says I, "for
lon't Want you." -."Well, I.(donl
eer'," says he; "I jes courted yo
tase) I hearu~y.our Pal) lowed to gi
ou th at- ar..vreek. bottom (eloarim
ver th ar tfernent Mi ssGooden' s.'V
Well," says I, "I have hear'n <
he 'feller that lovedl the gro'nnd
~al walked on, but I niever lowe
'see him. I am monstous gla
it w,as the land you wantedl ii
tid et'rime, katie if you've got ti:
m1oney you - canIbuy the IRudV )kase
f hit'a for d I haint, and It 1
it I $0Unt buy jiro how,
It no P 1 never once't auspi -
a eion e'd hkV* *AAthe TaTd you *iit
e ed. I was hiked up with theidee
te that you was a lovin' of me for my
a p'yore smarfness, and my putti
u ness, and my sweetness-least
ways that's *ht oWed," says I.
."Theli tre amen .n~A 1 of euniv mi in(.
is And menny fools of nonhy kinds."
3r That's the poetry Cap said that
1.; Sunday even in' atter T7011m left.
rourS lInJ.rN
,k 1;Errsv HAnurosO.
What Surprises the Traveller in
s Florida.
ie, To find (notwithstanding all
1- you have read concerning Floridn
>t winters) the January sunso warm
1' at midday.
mi To nind (in view of all you have
>t read) so few wild or cultivated
nr blossomlls thvivilg in the SUn's
yays, aId so little fragrance in
s4- them.
is 'That the duration of twilight is
tt so brief
t To fund how little covering you
>u require on your bed upon retiring
e :an1d to find how much you wish
w vol had WhenI wake up toward the
y mforntling.
T() To )te hoIw little soil th1e1.0 is.
7- and hoW manyJIV Clpty tinl can
P there are a bove sand.
I To see ior)ge trees with rich
s green leaives and loaded with yel
low filuit, growing out of the glary
01o sand
(11 To cone across gardens, which
d plants andl vegetables are growing
C, in great variety and luxuriously
in this same sand.
e To di scover that your watertight
y top hoots leak sand, and to be told
t,- that everybody's boots and shoes
- contains mol e or less sand.
-s To be forced to the conclusion
t that where there is sand there are
d red ants, also.
dI To hear the voice of the nioctul r
a nal imusquito in mid winter.
e To-see ho9W yellow most of the
, natives and acelimated residents
t are.
>. To discover before long thiat you
d arue tu rning yellow you rself.
tTo find sidewalks shaded by orK
i- ange trees weighted down by temp
d ting golden -fruit..
e To discover that this golden
't fruit ia Wildl oi'anges, arid -very
t ocome face to factein 'the sane
ui dy wilderneCss w~1th'a pack-of gaunt,
n bouy; shaggy.beasts, of. almost ev
i'-ery color and resembling nothing
)1you hawve (ever seen before.s <
>fTo b~e informed afterward that
a' they were M r.Julii :fe'mon's
di shoats.
d To be assuried thitt Mr. LdnonfO
-and his family conteniplate Gating
c them iultimatel.-Florida tetter.