The Newberry herald. (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, September 15, 1869, Image 1

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Tnz Do,u.ar A YEq,] FOR THE DISSEMINATION OF USEFUL INTELLIGENCE. [INvinrinY If ADYca. OL.. WEDNESDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 15, -1869. NO. So, THE HERALD IS PCLZ$UZD EVERY WEDNESDAY YORNING, .JQ lt-NW4si?C.E., . Mit aIs. P ier. ,y t lsousaad?Ploro. TSIs, as PER ANNuM, IN CURREUCY O PROVISIONS. - Paymentrequired invariably in advance. Marriage Notiees, Fneral Invitations, Obit and Communications aisbrving private aebarsas adertis-ae-t. t :B MAE AT Sl . - ?is SCEAYN at. heli who hinds her warrior's sash With smile' that wedl her pain diaembles, The while beneath her drooping lash Ote starry tear-drop hangs and trembles, -hho-gh Laven alone records the tear, And Fame shaH never kWow her story, 1e heart b. hed a-drop as dear As ver btdewed the Beld of glory ! a'Yesh i h husai d's sword, . 'i.i le ones A e ep an I wonder, lAd bravely speaks the cheering word, What }hoagh her heart be rent asttader, aqa ed--aigbdy in her dream to hear, The- bolts of death around hit rattle, $aW shed as sacred blood as e'er Was poured upon the field of battle I Tbe mother who conceals her grief While to her breast her son she preses, -he breathes a few brave words and brief Kiumug the patriot broo she blesses, With noa. but her s-cret God - Tknbw dhe pais that weighed upon her, .hed holy- 6oed as e'. the sod Received on Freedom's lad of honor ! ''e s betft fs io dNbe eoet air, l bch Aknam Ov er sad er 11t. ad amber har, tiagUer, t aYet va be.th ofp _ Thbe d a h and. ringet ofrg14d, gret?eb -w rma for the etaap oCod, - Brbs mp-air i. strangely ro:d, *t ma" VW alon I keep. Tvie'sansess brow with a radiant crowr A. er " laid d.,wa is the dust, vlto'' r . . &ese a sbhs e: -& itsi eir in.oeess trest. Aide aIs eo.ig again, Tsiec bsr sass old sengr; bts fts NMe a sob of In, s.1ots in the sushine the rati, . r-O'seresorhe wor$i'bgreat throg. TItaVo a beeadM ragdon abowe the kim, liirad g toeamb Ite hore. lbr It'tetst ssb -d my trese there T7e igw ede sad amier har. O!''tas toe s eebtror . oz. .ee VI I.bmE A A SKETCH. IT sThY&us coBB, Ja. Soe ihne anazing the month of Junae I864 the American brig &r r4stdomNorfolk, Va., en is!ad the port of Liverpool witi ifllcrgo. She was commande' bjv.(apt William Brown, and hi fke mate was Tom McDonough a true-hearted Yankree sailor, whe -hailed from somewhere in tbe lit tie.Stat fDelaware. After th< ~righad been duly entered at tht emsteasiessey she was soon cleareo of hengo,~ and within one week ftedb arrival -she was loaded no ~ieleasant evening-the one 'pieminthe day on whieh the brgwas to sail-Tom MeDon *ough took a stroll up into the town, was seized by a press.gang. and in less than half an hour found himself on board an Eng IishgiMteo whieh lay at, the mooth oihhe river. - ns.awses of men," said the 'Uegiih esptain, as he ran bis eyes .s ileerzthe stalwart forms of$efmgressed seamen. "They wril jusi 511 up the isto fou"min theeommander of this !rjgate:?" asked Tom,. addressing the man who had just spoken. "Captain Downie, at your ser. - pie,"replied the commuander, -itlh miok gravity. f"Then, sir, of you I demand my fiuau stealeasee. I[ am second in eommmand of an Americ~an brig now ready todr sea and no wer in*. Sngland eaa legally rtain me." "That won't go down, young ster,"weturned the captain. with as sneer. "You are little too ~un, for such an office. The 'ngsees.men, and you must take your ehance with the rest." "Do you mea to say that I am -Ao be duetsiaid on boai your "etily." PThe, sir,"- rhled Tom, while his eyes Sashed St, "you will .do it at your peril. Already have your people ?UD up a heavy feek ening, ad the day shall yet come when yeur King shall have to set tIo it. Iam xempt byyour own laws.' amripisonment, ad you know it." ger as our hero spoke, but turn ing to one of his lieutenants, he 'said : "Mr. Monson, have these men's names entered, and then station them and mess them ;" and with out further remark he walked aft to his cabin. In a moment Tom's mind was made up, and without resistan :e or remark of any kind he allowed his name to be entered on the pur.er's books, and his station and mess to be assigned him, after which a hammock and bedding were served out to him, and he was directed to "turn in" as soon as possible. The frigate was well guarded by sentrits, there being two upon the poop, one at each gangway, one on the fore-castle, an'i one on the bowspi it. besides those which were stationed at various post*M below, so that no further notice was taken of-the new comers, af ter they had re,eived their bed ding, exepting to give the sen tinels additional caution with re ard to watching well that no one left the ship unless he was passed by the officer of the deck. 'rom's hammock was already :lewed, and having hung it mp, he turned into it without undressing. The night was warm and sultry, tnd as a means of giving a circu lation of fresh air, the gundeck >orts were lowered, a:. from the .>lace in vhich our hero swung he -ould look out upon the water, a t sparkled beneath the bpams of ,he bright moon. Tom lay quiet intil midnight, but as yet ht auld think of no means of escape. Shortly after that hour had pa.e. ad, he heard the relief guard call .d, and in some ten minutes the -orporal of the first guard came Iown upon the gun-deck and un ashed the hammock which hung ,ext to his own, which operatioi >eing performed, he proceeded tc Lndreas iimself, - hanging hit -lothes, as he did so, upn the -lows of his hammock. The four iour's duty had given the corpo -al an excellent appetite for sleep. end in five minutes after he touch -d his mattress; he began to snore. "Now, or never," thought Tom. 'is my chance ;" and with thir .lea in his mind, he slipped qnietl% >ut from his hammock, and pro -eeded to divest himself of hi. own clothes, which having beei ecomplished, he very unceremo ieously substituted those of the noring corporal in their place. ad then sat down upon the breechin'g of a gun to mneiitate 'unther upon his plans. One bAllstruck, and the sentinels sassed the usual "all's well." Then Tom heard the corporal, as hle started to go his rounds, and '-e long he descended the main ltch laddder to visit the posts be'ow. No sooner had the marine o:fioer passed beyond the galley, than our hero sprang up the lad dJer and gained the spar-deck. Fhe officer of the deck was aft upon the star-board side, the sen tries were walking their posts with regular tread, while the old quarter-master stood upon the poop, with his,. night-glass un del his arm. The sentries performed their wak upon gang-b'oards raised even with the bottom of the hammock nettings,. and run ning forward from the ladders. The larboard gangway was sha ded from the light of the moon by the awnings, and walking delib erately up the ladder, Tom looked over the ship's side. "Sentry," said he, in a mum bling sort of tone, "what boat is that at the boom ?" "The second cutter," returned the marine, showing by his man ner that he had no suspicions of the spurious corporal. Tom immediately walked aft to where stood the officer of the deck, and being quite assured by the mistake of the sentry, he pull ed his cap down over his eyes, and, touching his visor respectful ly, remarked : "I should like to overhaul that second cutter, sir, for I think there is rum aboard of her." Tom knew he was playing a desperate game, but liberty was to be the result of suecess, and he finched not a hair "Ha! the villians," uttered the lieutenant. "U p to their old tricks again. Go, corporal-get down into the boat, and if you do find rum in her, they'll catch it." Tom started quickly forward, but just as he got abreast of the fore hatch-way, he saw the Bima pur. corporaP's head rising above the comnbings. The marine as sended no higher, for with one blow of his fist, T6a sent him back from whence he came, and whn sJn'an' qnicrly ont through the port upon the swinging boom and having reached the place where the second cutter's painter was made fast, he hauled the boat up and leaped into her. The flood tide was setting up the river very strongly, and quick as thought Tom cast off the painter, and rap idly dropped astern. "help, help I" shouted our hero, at the top of his voice, "the boat's got loose." "Get out a couple of oars, you lubber," cried the officer of the deck, as he jumped upon the poop on hearing the cry, where he ar rived just as the eutter was sweep ing past the quarter. "You can hold her against the tide." Tom did get out a couple of oars, but the moment he got them balanced in the rawlocks, he commeneed pulling for dear life, and, to the utter consterna tion of the lieutentant, the boat began rapidly to shoot up the river. All the sentries on deck were immediately called upon the poop, and their muskets were frsd at the deserter, but though two of the balls whistled near the boat, yet none of them did any harm, and on the next moment Tom heard the third cutter called away, but he knew the men were all sound asleep in their ham. mocks, and so he felt secure. It was ten minutes before the bird cutter east oC from the ship, and long ere they reached Tom he had gained the shore, and was running at a remarkable speed to wards the city, which he reached in safety, and before two o'clock tie was on hoard his own brig. The next morning the Sarah "ropped down with the ebb tide, and as she passed the frigate, Tom ,aw the second cutter swinging in her usual place, and as he gazed rpon the proud flag that floated at t-ae Englishman's peak, he mutter :d to himself: "If I live, I'll some day take the pride from those proud t) - ants." How literally was that saying iilfilIed! Tom McDonough had been Decatur's favorite midship man at the siege of Tripoli, and -wherever Decatur led he dared t> follow." Subsequent to that irilliant chapter in the page of 'ur history, occurred the event which is embodied in our sketch; 'nt five years afterwards, on the 11th of September, 1814, Thomas McDonough met one of England's rroud fleets on Lake Champlain. At the first broadside, the British Commodore, Downie, fell, and at he end of~a fight which lasted two hours and twenty minutes, without intermission, dommodore Thomas McDonough was the co i querer of the Champlain. He had gained a victory-he had in deed humbled the prid, of the ty rant, anid that day's achievement f'ormns one of the brightest pages in the history of America. Commodore Thomas McDon ough-the hero of Tripoli-the conqueror of Champlaim!i He was a noble and true-hearted man, and a terror to all enemies of his country. Peace to his ashes, and everlasting honor to his memory ! [Neto York Ledger. HIEAVY ON BACHELORS..-TbO oper ations of the Homestead Act have raisedl the question as to what con stitutes a "family" in a legal sense. The first ser-tion of said Act pro. vides that whenever the real es tate of' any "head of a family" shall be levied on under any mesne or final process, if such be the "t'amily homestead, shall not be li able to attachment, levy and sale." A Georgia exchange says an ap lIication had been made before the Ordinary of Coweta County for a homestead, from a bachelor sixty years of age. The creditors of the bachelor filed their objection to the passage of an order assign ing a homestead in this case, on the ground that the applicant was not the "head of a family," in a le gal sense. It was admitted that he had neither wife nor children, but had servants in his employ ment, and it was contended that this fact constituted him the head of a family. The objections were sustained, and the applicant ap pealed. Miserable bachelors. A wealthy bachelor of Sacra mento having had one or two law suits for breach of promise, now replies to any young lady who wishes a "feg, minutes' private conversation :' "No you don't, madam. It ents me to the heart to be compelled to doubt the honiorableness of your intentions, but that sort of thing has played out. My rule is imperative ; and if you have any busmness with me, it must be traxjsacted in-the prew Make Farm Life Attractive, Just now, when the cotton ma nia prevails so extensively, and men are not disposed to heed Solomon's advice about making haste to get rich, we publish the following beautiful and truthful ex tract from a speech delivered by Hon. H. Seymour, at an agricultu ral fair last year, with the hope that it may induce some poor voyager to pause ere he wanders too far from his mooorings.-EDs. So. CULT It not unfrequently happens tha', a man of fortune who has given himseif up to the love of gain, or who, may live in a magni ficent house, well filled with cost. ly articles, after all this may still be the dweller of a dreary, un furnished world. Hlis poorer but more intelligent neighbor may see from his porch grea: er beau ties and objects of deeper interest than wealth can give. We can see, then, why country life is dreary to eneand full ofpleas are to an other. * We can see why we have not put the farmer upon the highest grounds when we have merely taught him the skill of a husbandman or the art of making money. These do not meet the demands of nature when our vital powers begin to give way. They do not meet the call for mental interest when time shall have laid its hand upon us and disabled us for physical toil. To lift up agrieulture to its best and highest estate, those who follow it must have a measure of taste and of education which will make them hkppy upon their farms through all periods of their lives. If these are wanting men will abandon the country for the excitement ;of towns. We now see why the great men to whom I alluded sought homes amid the remote scenes of nature. We also see whence springs this hurtful and unhealthy passion for city life. But it may besaid that all men cannot become learned in the mysteries of nature. It would in. deed be a mockery to tell the man who begins in the humblest posi. tions, without the.aid of early edu. cation, and who is toiling on to wring out a support by his farm labor for himself and family, that he must become either an astro onomer, or a geologist, or a botan ist, to be happy in his home. Nur are thosb things necessary. The Almighty has been too kind to demand of any for their happiness that which is beyond their reach. But he does require them, ifthey would enjoy the beau ties of Hlis. world, that they should Open their eyes and look. He does demand. if they would have habits of thought and mental pleasures. that they should cultivate their powers of observation and learn the lessons which He tries to teach them in every bush or flow er, in every stone or stream, and in all animated uatur'e that sur rounds them. It needs no more knowledge than every man can gain who will look and think, to make rural life full of enjoy ments. He who will not do this cheats and wrongs himself. In the order of nature a love of the country is a natural enjoyment in our declining years. All men should bear in mind that their tastes outlive their intellectual power. They should therefore cultivate those tastes which can be easily gratified, that are not inconsistent with weakness of age, which make no heavy demands upon our powers, or which we hold by an uncertain tenure. Objects of art or wealth are frequently stripped from-men when their powers begin to fail, but he who loves God's works is happy in the scenes of nature, and has pleasures more certain and lasting than fortune can give. It's a good investment to cultivate the tastes. I care not how humble they may be. The man is untrue to himself, amidst the labor of the farm, when following the plow or busy at any other work, who does not teaeh himself to love what is beautiful, and who does not exercise and strengthen his mind by observing all there is about him. He lives in the midst of God's great museum of wonders, and he cannot say he was never taught, for all the world about hinm is teaching, if he will but learn truths that will make him content with his lot, that will streng'then his mind, purify his taste, and lift bira up in his whole nature. I have seen and known mauch of roen of all conditions. I have listened to the stories and thVprayer for pardoni of the criminal in hisocellI have annwa the inteaconrs af man abilities in high social and official positions. Beyond most men I have had a chance to study huffan nature in all its phases, and I do not hesitate to say as one of the re sults of life long ohservation, that virtue, health, and happiness are best promoted by cultivating a love of nature. Its teachings, next to the teachings of religion, do most to make men wise and contented here and hereafter. YOUNG MEN SHOULD NOT ABANDON COUNTRY LIFE. May we not hope that the taste for rural life which once prevailed in our land may be restored by a better public opinion and by a judicious system of education which shall aim at gaining that knowledge which is needed by our farming population ? T h e young men of our country are crowded into cities; they are leaving safe, healthful, and useful pursuits for the speculative chan ces of town life. In too many in stances tney make miserable fail ures, and shipwreck health and character. The practice which prevails among our successful farmers, of selling their lands and moving in to cities and villages, does a double mischief. It strips the rural dis tricts of their accumulated captital and deprvies them of the wisdom and skill gained by long experience. The double drain of the young and gctive, as well as the old and wealthy, is hurtful to the moral I tone, as well as to the material power of the agricultural interest. It weakens the influence of the greatest industrial pursuit of our land-the one upon which the 1 prosperity of all others is based. It is our duty, then, not only to urge measures which will make + farming prufit.,ble. but a!so those which will make country life at tractive. It must be lifted up and I made an intellectual profession. i It must not be shuned, but it must t be sought as a mode of life which t gives not only just reward to labor, but honor and influence in our I soci-dl and political system. t We find a great diversity of I tastes amongeivilized nations. They are the results of eduen- t tion and public opinion. Our ;astes and habits should be made to conform to the condition of our country. Our chief wealth ig in c our lands. Our growth in greatness 1 depends upon our bringing into e use our vast uncultivated domain. -e These tastes and habits which 1 lead our people to turn their backs 1 upon country life are hurtful to c our prosperity. The system of a education which fails to give in- d tel:ectual interest and mental ac- e tivity to rural putrsuits is nott well directed, and does not meet r the wants and conditions of the A merican people. We must have, I as a basis -of political stability ' and business prosperity, not onlyd agricultural skill and mechanical e inventions, but also the diffusion a of that kind of knowledge which a will make our farmers and their n families honor their pursuits and fi love the rural scenes amidst which a they are carried on. C A STORY FROM "NED BRACE."- .3 A friend, says the Columbus Sun, a sends us the fellowing story from C "Ned Brace," the famous humor- 1 ist of "Georgia Scenes." We do b not remember to have heard it a trefore, and do not think it has tl over been in print: a Mr. Bacon, of Edgefleld, South a Carolina, the hero of the "Georgia U Scenes," under the name of "Ned v Brace," was once courting a lady 0 in Georgia or South Carolina.- 0 She had refused him frequently, y and he as often renewed his suit. a At one interview she became ex- t< ceedingly annoyed at his impor- ti tunity, and told him she could not si marry him, that their tastes, opin. nl ions, likes and dislikes were to- sI tally different. "In fact," said h she, ":Mr. Bacon, I don't think A there is one subject on earth upon which we agree." "I assure you, madam. that you "! are mistaken," said Mr. Bacon, Ih "and I can prove it." "i "If you will mention one thing " about which we agree," said she, h "I will marry you." h "Well," said Mr. Bacon, "I will it do it. Suppose, now, you and L i were traveling together, we ar. tI rive at night at 'a botel, and there s are only two beds vacant, in one there is a man and in the other a woman, which bed would you so. loot to sleep in ?" a She arose indignantly and re- 04 plied, "with the woman, of oourso, sir." "So wiould I," earnestly replied ~ Mr. Bacon. ----by wUn.-- ~d SEA-SIDE SKETCHES. fow ,OVELY LADIES LOOK IN T8E SALT SURP OF THE SAD SEA. About half-past 10 o'clock the white flag is raised, which is the signal for bathing, when prepara rations for that rare sport are im mediately commenced, and. small parties start for the booths of the beach; these booths are mere board houses, about four feet square, just large enough for a well-developed crinoline to get in. They resem ble pig-pens more than dressing rooms for ladies and gen tlemen, but they s,re all alike, and answer the purpose. You will see a fashionably attired lady or gen tleman enter one of these narrow dens, and in a few moments emerge minus all the "toggery" that con tributes to make up the inviting exterior, clad in a flannel jacket and pants. the latter coming only to the ankle, generally in their bare feet, with an old straw hat tied down in the most ludicrous and uninviting manner to prevent the wearers from beingsun-burned, the reflection of the sun on the water being quite severe. Bath ers when dressed for the bath, all Look alike; but those clad in such meagre habiliments for the first time are generally nervous, and net very much as if they were ishamed of themselves, and glance lown at their pants, especially if hey are ladies, in a manner that a highly amusing to all veteran alts. They venture in the water mautiously and not unlike young lucks, but, finally, after being buf etted and tossed about by the mrf for a half hour or so, they in variably put on a bold face and narch out of the water as if they vere "no novices." Here is an excellent opportuni y for a single gentleman matri nonially inclined to see what imount of frauds there are upon he market. The young lady who nay appear to poscss a handsome igure, and is always gotten up on he expansive principle, with a )rofusion of false hair, hoops. pads, nd all the paraphernalia known ,o femele genius and penetration, nay prove to be a mere skeleton when she is disengaged and extri ated from the mysterious and omplicated concerns which sur ound her. While upon the oth r hand, if the lady is inclined to mbonpoint and is laced up daily vith a block and tackle in order o make her waist appear small, >r compress her proportions into n unreasonably small quantity of try goods, the fact will reveal it elf the moment she is well satura ed with the surf. She can take one of her "make up" into the rater with her. The ocean is onest. While the bathing-dress nil not adhere to the skin it will o0 so readily to any other sub tance, like a corset or , I haun't tell what else, for the rea on that I am not aufait in such iatters. But the woman is be are you, devoid of all deformities nd you van form an adequate idea f what you will be called upon to isburse your stamps for, should 'ou enter into a matrimonial alli nee with her. It would be agreat onsolation to know these things m advance. The water is a great veler of distinction. It treats 11 of its patrons precisely allike ; be rich and the poor, the strong nd the weak, are all swayed to nd fro, knocked down or thrown pon the beach by its resistless raye, as if they were mere blocks f wood. Every one is in the best f humor, and if any unlucky no ice in sea-bathing should swallow mouthful of salt water and stop > cough, and the succeeding wave ike him amidships, and send him >rawling towards the shore, his touth wide open, to receive a fresh ipply, the crowd, as well as the undreds on the beach, will shout -ith di l ght.-Journal. Pc-r A HOLE THROUGH IT.-One ight Gen.--was out on the ne. He dtserved a light on the onntain opposite. Thinking it as the signal light of the enemy, e told his artillery officer that a ole could easily be put through .Whereupon the officer, turn g to the corporal in charge of 4 e8 gun, said : "Corporal, do you e that hght ?" 4 "Yes, sir:" "Put a hole through it." The Corporal sighted the gun, 4 ad when all was ready, he look. I up and said: "General, that's the moon." 'Don't care a cent ; put a hDoe e irough it any way." The inwat dea df idoiety-m ABOUT BABIES, In one of the street-Mars of th metropolis, a few evenings silo%. was a lady with a baby. One of the blue-eyed, crowing happy babies, disarranging its white robes, and rumpling its blue ribbons with all the abandon of a baby that is secure in evet fiesh supplies, both of love ad clothes. The mother was evident. ly a stranger to the other ladies in the ear; yet all of them smiled when they looked in herdirection, and many of them spoke tE o*a and seemed to love her for the sake of the beautiful child. The opening instinct of woma. hood seems to be the love of the babies, and the gife most boa little one who does not want a to which she can play the sweet part of mother. The depth and purpose of the instinct are re' vealed to us in the petition of the little miss of five years, who o pens te be an only child--"Xamb ma, Iwantababyto play with, i meat baby, mamma." No kinder blessing was ever be stowed, than in the close of Panny Fern's letter to the then newly married Princess Royal of Eng land : "And when, brightest of all others, the crown of maternity shall descend upon your yntbful brow, God grant you that nics of all places on earth to cry in a mother's bosom!" Yet, while the instinct of ma. ternity is peculiar to woman, and marks her sex more plainly than rounded limbs or gentle manners, it is not to women and girls atone that the love of babies is confned. It was once the lot of the wrltor to dwell in the white tents of Camp Harrison, in Georsid,iu the lower part of the State, where !am ilies are always far bet*sen, and much more so in war tins For long weeks we had not seen a wo man or child. At last the railroad througrther Camp was repaired, and in the first train there was a lady, with snch a wide-awake, kicking baby, as the latter one of the metropo Some hundreds of rough soldiers were around the ears, and Captaiu Story of the 67th Infantry was the biggest and roughest amongtbem, if we may judge of the tree by its bark. The lady with the baby in her arms was looking from a window, and he took off his hat and usid, "Madam, I wil give you five ded. lars, if you will let me kiss that babv." One look at his beaded face told her that there was no thing bad in it, and, saying, wath a pleased laugh, "I do not eharg anything for kissing my baby ;" iZ was handed over. The little one was not afraid, and the bushy wha. kers, an eighth of an oll long, was just the play-house it had be looking for. More than one kiss did the Cap tain get from the little red lipse. and there was energy in the hag of the little round arms. Theni other voices said, "Pass him over here, Cap!1" and before the train was ready to move, half a hundred men had kissed the baby. It was on its best behavior, and kicked, and tugged at whiskers, as only a happy iaby can. It was an emen. of th.e campaign ; and one giant of a mountaineer, whbo strode past with tread like a mammoth, het with tear dimmed eves and qui ering lips, said, "ny George, it makes me feel and act like a fool:i but I've got one just like it at borne." Other lands have owned tha power of this young immortality; and the Hlindoo hails the littla stranger with the words, "Younj uhild, as thon hast entered the world in tears when all around the's s'miled, so live, as to leave tk4 world in smiles while all arou%d thee weep." A man had a sign up-Cb adies, shoes for sale here?'* 'ound that not a woman en ' iis shop. No wonder ; the~ 1k lon't like to be called ch'ee they w'ant to be called dear. It was a solemn hour anW ? onely walk for the old baeYmier mn his way home of a dark night, after Jerusha told him he "ue4da' orno again." They say in Paris that Pattk daux is.-wwell, as some ladies lh3e o be. Blacquze Bey plays th.bsNtga ifwhist ab White SulpharSprings. The pinnacle of style-a. fash msi%h lady's eoffkw.