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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c. Yol XIII. WEDNESDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 19, 1877. No. 38. THE HERALD RIS PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY MORlNING, It Newberry, S. C. BY THOS, F. GRNEKERt Editor and Proprietor. Terms, S2.09 Per .,unuin, Invariably in Advance. '"lie paper is stopped at the expiration of tic~' for which it is paid. SThe 4. mark denotes expiration of sub 3cription. Drugs ' Fancy drticles. BLUE GLASS! If you wish a soft, pleasant light to read by, get a Blue Glass Lamp Chimney, or a Combination Chim! ev and Shatde from POPE 8. WARDLAW. DRUGGISTS' SUNDRIES. We have just received a splendid assort ment of HAIR and TOOTH BRUSHES, TOILET SOAPS, from 5c. a cake upwards, and an entire new supply of DRUGGISTS' SUI!DRIES and FANCY GOODS in gene ral, to which we invite the attention of all, more especially the ladies. Our stock of D RUGS, PATENT MEDICINES, PAINTS, OILS, VARNISHES, GLASS, SEGARS, TOBACCOS, PIPES, CANDY, Brandies, Wines and Whiskeys For Medicinal purposes, Is full and all recently purchased, which we will sell as LOW AS THE LOWEST, and upon reasonable terms.. PRESCRIPTIONS COMPOUNDED atal hnour by our Dr. . S. Pope, who can WOODMAN, SPARE THAT TREE. Woodman. spare that tree! Touch not a single bough ! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; Then, woodman, let it stand, The axe shall touch it not. That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea, And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties, Oh! spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies! When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade, In all their gushing joy; Here, too, my sisters played; My mother kissed me here; My father pressed my hand Forgive this foolish tear, But let that old oak stand. My heart-strings round thee cling, Close as thy bark, old friend, Here shall the wild-bird sing, And still thy branches bend. Old tree! The storm still brave! And, woodman, leave the spot, While I've a hand to save, Thy axe shall harm it not. -GEo. P. MORRIS. STORY OF THEEGINEERI o "Let me put my name down first I can't stay long !" It was a red ribbon meeting, and the man was a locomotive engineer,. bronzed and strong and having eyes full of deep determination. He signed his name in a bold, plain hand, tied a red ribbon in his button hole, and as he left the hall he said : "As the Lord looks down upon me, I'll never touch liquor again !" "Have you been a hard drinker?" querried a man who walked beside the engineer. "No. Fact is, I was never drunk in my life. I've swallowed consid erable whiskey, but I never went fr enough to get drunk. I shouldn't iss it or be the worse off for an our if all the intoxicating drink in te world wvas drained into the cean. "But you seemed eager to gign -te pledge." "So I was, and I'll keep it through tick and thin and talk temperance to every man on the road." "You must have strong reasons!" 'Well, if youll walk down to the epot I'll tell you a story on the ay. It hasn't been in the papers, nd only. a few of us know the fats. You know I run the night xpress on the 3- Road. We lways have at least two sleepers nd ~a coach, and sometimes we ave as many as two hundred pas engers. It's a good road, level as floor and pretty straight, though here is a bad spot or two. The ight express has the right o' way, nd we make fast time. It's no rare ting for us to skim along at the rate of fifty miles an hour for hirty or forty miles, and we rarely o below thirty. "One night I pulled out of D)e troit with two sleepers, two coach es, and the baggage and mail cars. early all the berths in both sleep ers were full, and most of the seats n the coaches were occupied. It was a dark night, threatening all the time to rain, and a lonesome wind whistled around the cab as e left the city behind. We were eventeen minutes late, and that eant fast time all the way rough. "Well," he continued after a mo ent, "everything ran along all right up to midnight. The main track was kept clear for us ; the engine was in good spirits, and we ran into D- smooth as you please. The express coming east should meet us fifteen miles west f D-, but the operator at the station had failed to receive his usual report from below. That was strange, and yet it was not, and after a little consultation the onductor seut me ahead. We were to keep the main track, while the other train would run in on the side-track. Night after night our time had been so close that we did not keep them waiting over two minutes, and were generally in sight when they switched in. "When we left D)-we went ahead at a rattling speed, fully be ieving that the other train would e on time. Nine miles from D- is the little village of Parto. There is a telegraph station there, but the operator has no night work. e closed his office and went home about 9 o'clock, and any messages n the wires for him were held above or below until next morning. When I sighted this station I saw a red lantern swinging between the rails. Greatly astonished, I pulled up the heavy train and got a bit of news that almost lifted me out of my boots. It was God's mercy, as plain as this big depot. It was the operator who was swing ing the lantern. He had been roused from sleep by the whistles of a locomotive, when there wasn't one within ten miles of him. He heard the toot ! toot! toot! while he was dressing, and all the way as he ran to the station, thinking he had been signalled. Lo ! there was no train there. Everything was as quiet as the grave. The man heard his instrument clicking away, and leaning his ear against the window he caught these words as they went through D.: "'For God's sake, switch the Eastern express off quick ! engineer on the Western express crazy drunk and running a mile a minute!' "The operator signalled us at once. We had left D. nine miles away, and the message couldn't have caught us anywhere except at Parto. Six miles further down was the long switch. It was time we were there lacking one minute. We lost two or three minutes in understanding the situation and in consulting, and had just got ready to switch in where we were when the head light of, the other train came into view. Great heavens ! but how-that train was flying. The bell was ringing, sparks flying and the whistle screaming, and not a man of us could raise a hand. We stood there on the main track, spell bound as . it were. There wouldn't have been time, anyhow, either to have switched in or got the passengers out. It wasn't over sixty seconds before tbat train was upon us. I prayed to God for a breath or two and then shut my eyes and waited for death for I hadn't the strength to get out of the cab." "Well, sir, God's mercy was re vealed again. Forty rods above us that locomotive jumped the track and was piled into the ditch in an awful mass. Some of . the coaches were considerably smashed, and some of the people badly bruised, but no.one-killed,-and of course our train escaped entirely. Satan must have cared for Big Tom, the other engineer. He didn't get a bruise, but was up and across the fields like a deer, screaming and shriek ing like 'a mad tiger. It .took five men to bind him after he was run down and to-day- he is the worst lunatic in the State." "Tom was a good fellow," contin ed the engineer after a pause, "and he used to take his glass pret ty regularly. I never saw him diunk, but liquor kept working away on his nerves till at last the tremens caught when he had a hun dred and fifty lives behind his en gine. He broke out all of a sud den. The fireman was thrown off the engine, all steam turned on, and then Tom danced and screamed and carried on like a fiend. He'd have made awful work, sir, but for God's mercy.. -I'm irembling yet over the way he came down: for us. I'll never think 9f it' Niithtut my heart jumping for my throfftm No body asked me to sign..the: jledge, but I waggrmy n'ame there. One such nighjthe road has turned me agains4iitoxicating drinks, and now thati.gve iot 'this red ribbon on I can taik to the,yswith a better- face. Tom is raving, as I told you, and the doctoi's say he'll never get his reason again. Good night, sir-my train goes in ten minutes.". THE AMmc& Gm r.-The lar gest man on record was Miles Dar den, a native of North Carolina, who was born in 1798, and who died in Tennessee in 1857, at the age of 58 years. He was 7 feet 6 inches in height, and in 1846 weighed 872 pouds. At his death he weighed over 1,000 pounds. Ii' 1839, his coat was buttoned around three men, each of them weighing over 200 pounds, who walked together in it across the square of Lexing ton. In 1850, it required 13}~yards of cloth, one yard wide, to make him a coat. Until 1853 he was ac tive and lively and able to bear la bor, but from that time was com pelled to stay at home, or be hauled about in a two-horse wagon. His coffin was eight feet long, thirty five inches deep, thirty-two inches across the breast, eighteen inches across the head, and fourteen inches across the feet. It required 24 yards of black velvet to cover the sides and lid of the coffin. Miles Darden was twice married, and his children are very large, though it is not probable that any of them will ever attain the gigantic weight and size of their father. Somebody remarks that young ladies look upon a boy as a nui sance until he is past the age of 16, when he generally doubles in value each year until, like a colored meer schaum pipe, he is priceless. It may be well enongh to whip a boy when he needs it, but it is a Iwaste of time and talent to under take to convince him that you in tend that thrashing for anything 'but your own amusement. [From the Marion Star.] A SENSIBLE ARTICLE ON THE FENCE LAW. 4 r MR. EDITOR:-The writer has been fully convinced for sever years that a law, requiring stoe of all kinds to be kept up, so as t prevent them from invading th. premises of any save their owner; was a desideratum ea"rnestly to b desired, for the following reasons. First. Such a law will do away l with the present cumbersome, un sightly, inconvenient and exceedf ingly costly system of fencing out stock, in order to raise crops. Tha present system of plantation fenc ing is a relic of barbarism , are proach to civilization, and one of the greatest and most unnecessaryj taxes upon the country. How many persons have taken the time or the pains to estimate the cost of a panel of fence? Something like the following will be an ap proximation to the cost: Cost of -timber per hundred rails..S....1 00 Cutting and splitting per hundred..... 75 Hauling out " " about 25 Pattting up C "9 ..... 10 Total........... ........$2 10 Making $2.10, the cost of an ordi nary panel of plantation fence, to begin with. But this is not all. Every panel will render valueless 120 square feet of land, or an acre to every -367 panels. This, at ten dollars per acre will be about 21 cts. per panel, which, added to the foregoiug, gives 23j ets. per panel. But this gives little more than half the cost of a panel of fence for, say fifteen years. The repairing and cleaning out fence corners will average not less than a cent per panel per year, making. 394 ets. per panel. It will be no thing to the point to say that the. fence need not be repaired and cleaned out every year. The dam age to the crops from weeds, briars and bushes in the fence corners, if neglected, together 'vith thedepre dations of breachy stock, will amownt to that much or more. Hence, a tax of about 21 cents per panel per year is about the cost of the ordinary plantation fences. And the cost of fencing to an individual or to a com'munity is very large. It is stated that one shabby s,crub cow was for a time the only animal running at large in a certain community in York County, yet thbe keeping up of over a hundred dollars worth of fencing was necessary to pro. teet the crops of the community against that cow. Tho freedman who owned her acknowledged that he had lost fifteen days, in all, hunting for her, for which he could have gotten fifteeo dollars at work; while the cow never would have brought more than ten dollars. Here was a shabby cow made to cost a community considerably over a hundred dollars, when with a small patch of lucern she mighbt have been kept fat in a stable or small lot all summer. But put the matter upon a pure ly moral basis; what right has A to allow his stock, many-or few to run upon the lands of B, to the detriment of the latter ? Or, un der whbat moral obligation is B to incur any expense to fortify him self against the incursions of A's stock ? None.,.whatever, in either case. Hence, the present system of keeping stock involves a stu pendous moral wrong. But the objection to the new stock law comes up as follows: "What are tenants who own stock ging to do?" "What are small farmers going to do who have no lands to spare for pasturage ?" At first sight, to those who have nvcr devoted any thought to the subject, these seem to be formida ble, insurmountable objections. But we think it can easily be shown that they amount to no thing. As to the stock owned by ten ants. It is well known that this stock is, upon the whole, quite a small affair, both as to quantity and quality. Now let any person put the comparatively few scrubby trifling stock owned by tenants on one side, then put the vast ex pense of fencing out that stock on the other-an expense many times the amount of the value of all such stock-then ask yourself, is it right, is it politic, to burden the country with such a heavy tax, merely to keep in existence an in significant amount and quality of stock, which, at best, does even its owners but comparatively little good ? Is it not time to take into consideration the necessity of re modelling a tenant system so ex pensive to the country in general? The same principle is applicable to the small farmers who have not land for pastuirage. The question is, has a tenant, or anybody else, the moral right to own stock, or other commodity involving other inconvenience or expense without remuneration? Moral science would inevitably return the negative to each of these questions. The pesent sytem is therefore un questionably a violation of moral law, and it would be better for the country if all persons not able to keep the stock were prohibited from owning it, than that the coutry should be burdened with the present cumbersome, expen. sive, annoying system of planta tion fencing; for no moral law can be violated with impunity, either bf individuals or communities of individuals. But -do not understand me as suggesting as the remedy for the evils of the present system, the abolition of the ownership of stock to any extent whatever. The remedy suggested is the inaugura tion of a new state of things, which can much more easily be done than to continue the present sys tem, a state of things which would do away with the evils and ex penses of the present, and enable both landlord and tenant to own more and better stock. The rem edy is in soiling of stock. This is far from being a Utopian scheme, the merits of which have yet to be ascertained. We write from actual personal observation, to say nothing of information concernin g the practice as derived from other sources. It consists in keeping up stock in a small enclosure conven ient to water, and in feeding them upon green food raised for, the purpose. This may consist of rye, green corn, barley, clover, millet, or lucerne; but at the head of the list stands lucerne. To show what can be done with lucerne alone, we refer to an experiment made by Dr. Glenn, near Alston, in Fair field County. Ho. has been suc cessfully sowing various grasses, with clover and lucerne during the last two or three years, and be has become enthusiastic on.the subject. He has in his garden a patch of lucerne, one-sixth of an acre, planted year before last. He cut it several times last year, but it is still better this year'. He commenced to cut it early this Spring, and has been feeding three h-rses and a hog regularly, and we believe a mule or two, giving 'to the four first named aningl& little of any other feed, and they keep fat--the two horses working all the time. Stock of all kinds are very fond of it and thrive on it almost exclusively. Now, if one-sixth of an acre will keep- four animals, as in this case, it is easy to see what one acre of such lu cerne would do. And whether the recent fence law be adopted by the people or not, the method herein suggested for raising and keeping stock should be adopted. It is the me thod chiefly pursued at the North, as we are informed, where they raise more and better stock, more milk, butter and cheese by far, than we do. Theu late Win. Walk er, of Spartanburg, author of sev eral music books, told the writer tlat while staying in Philadel phia, since the war, superintend ing the publication of one of his books, he spent an evening with Mr. T. K. Collins, author of the "Timbrel of Zion," who at milk ing time invited Mr. Walker to see his cow. He found in a neat lot with stable attached, quite a fine cow. A daughter of Mr. Col lins, seating herself beside the cow, took from the latter quite a quantity of the finest, richest mik. Mr. C. informed Mr. W. that this one cow was all that any common-sized family would need ; that he did not think of keeping but one cow at a time. This cow ws kept up in that lot and stable, soiled during the summer upon th green food, and groomed .eve ry morning like a horse. Since we commenced this arti cle we have been informed that an intelligent emigrant from the North, at G-affney City, thinks very strange of the practice of let ting cattle run at large, because of the waste it involves. He con tends that a cow kept up will yield a ton per year of a fertilizer, equal, if not superior, to a ton of ordinary commercial fertilizers, which is evidently true. But instead of this our farmers let their stock run at large, fence them out of the crops, getting by no means an over supply of milk, butter and beef;, and buy commercial fertilizers at ruinous prices, while by keeping up and soilhng the stock, each cow would supply a ton of excellent fertilizer with milk and butter be sides. Hence, if we reduce the question to one of fertilizing alone, we find that stock kept up and soiled, will more than pay ex penses in fertilizers alone, to say nothing of the increased yield and quality of milk and butter. As to tenants' stock, landholders can well afford to arrange for the keeping and soiling of all the stock owned by tenants. Barring the saving of the cost of plantation fencing, it will be decidedly to the advantage of landholders to do thbis, for the reasons just indicated. Selfinterest alone would prompt this, independent of law. The whole matter may be thus summed up: To keep stock and soil them will result in the follow First. The heavy tax of fencing out stock will be abolished. Second. The loss of stock from straying and theft will cease al most entirely. Third. The damage to arable lands, resulting from stock run ning thereon, will be prevented. Fourth. The losses resulting from bad fences, and the conse quent depredations of breachy stock, will be. prevented. Fifth. The foolish quarrels and lawsuits growing out of the depre daions of stock will be prevented. ikth. More and better stock can '6e raised and kept, by keeping up and soiling, than by allowing stock to run at large or even upon the fields of their owners. Sevenrth. Cattle kept up and soiled will pay, or more than pay, the expense thereof in manure alone. Eighth. Hundreds of acres of valuable hedgerow land around old fields could' be utilized, wbieh otherwise will remain valueless. Ninth. The time and labor ne cessary to keep up the present cumbersome and expensive system of plantation.fencing could be di rected into some profitable enter prise. This articl'e is already too long, but the importance of the subject to the country in general is our only excuse. In conclusion, we would say to that class of tenants who may have taken up the notion that the new stock law is an infringement of their rights, to disabuse their minds of all such groundless no tions. Look at the subject as it really is; consider the advantages that must accrue to every class of the people if the stock are kept up and soiled (not pastured) and fences dispensed with. And those who are favorable to the adoption of the fence law should lose no op portunity to explain the nature and advantage of the proposed sys tem. Call meetings, have speeches, and by every proper means en deavor to create a wholesome pub lie opinion on the subject. The time h-as -rived when a change is imperative. The old prejudicial and suicidal practices, which have already well nigh ruined the coun try, by destroying the forests, skin ning the soil, leaving the greater portion of the surface barren or washed into gullies, must be aban doned and superceded by an intelli gent *iystemu of managemen t, adapt ed*to the present state of things, or the country will yet be ruined be yond redemption, despite the oust ing of the carpet-baggers and the inauguration of the Hampton re gime. The physical and political salvation of the country depends upon thbe intelligent - and well directed industry of the people. CLODHOPPER. A STORY FRoM Eu PERxns.-There are about twenty-five young colored men from Hampton College, Vir ginia, at the United States Hotel, Saratoga, acting as waiters, and gaining means in this way to con tinue their studies in the winter. According to "Eli Perkins" they keep their eyes and ears open. He says: Yesterday my waiter, who is a good Greek and Latin scholar, told me that he heard a rich old lady from Duluth say she was "going to cut Mrs. Dobson dead !" "Why cut Mrs. Dobson ?" asked a lady friend. "Because her husband has lost all his money, and she wears a machine made dress. Do you think I want to associate with any such dresses as she wears-me !" And this in dignant and aristocratic old lady from Duluth went on eating fried potatoes with her knife. "How do you know it is a machine-made dress?'" asked her friend. "Me know ! me !" she exclaimed. Then this aristocratic old lady lean ed forward and whispered so low that nobody but the Hampton stu dent and her friend heard her-"l'll tell you-how I know that Mrs. Dob son wears a machine-made dress-I used to be a seamstress and I saw the stitches clear across the room." Electricity has been applied to a strange use in the East Indies. A platinum wire, connected with the poles of a battery, is stretched around a tree, and, as it becomes immediately red-hot, it is gently sea-sawed, with the requisite pres sure against the tree, and rapidly burns its way through. It is thought, that a tree can be cut down, without any waste of timber, in about 15 minutes, that would re uire two hours to fell in the ordi nary way. Young Lady-"It is was a stylish dinner !" Learned Uncle-"Styl is are you using the word cor rectly ? ~Do you know the deriva tion of stylish ?" Young Lady "Certainly, from sty, a pig-pen, and lish, the noise made by the ho-an imals whben eating." Learn ed Uncle in despair. The center of gravity-An un drtaker's nose. THE ADVENTURE! OF A GOAT IN A GARDEN. Last Monday afternoon the eleven Boblink boys surrounded and caught an-enormous, shaggy, strong-smelling, wicked-looking goat of the masculine gender, turned him loose in Burdock's garden, nail.ed up the gate, and then went home and flattened their eleven little noses against the back windows to watch for coming events. Before his goatship had spent three minutes in that garden he had managed to make himself perfectly at home, pulled down the clothes-line, and devoured two lace collars, a pair of undersleeves and a striped stocking belonging to Mrs. B., and was busily en gaged sampling one of Burdock's shirts w hen the servant girl came rushing out with a basket of clothes to bang uy. "The saints preserve us !" she exclaimed, coming to a full halt, and gazing open-mouthed at the goat, who was calmly munching away at the shirt. "Shew ! shew! shew, there !" screamed the girl, setting down her basket, taking her skirts in both hands, and shaking them violently at the intruder. Then the goat, who evidently considered the movement a chal lenge, suddenly dropped his wick ed old head and darted at her with the force of an Erie locomo tive, and just one minute later by the City Hall clock, that girl had tumbled a back somersault ever the clothes-basket, and was crawl ing away on her hands and knees in search of a place to die, accom panied by the goat, who butted her on the battle ground every third second. It is probable that he would have kept on butting for the next two weeks if Mrs. Burdock, who had been a witness of the un fortunate affair, had not armed herself with the family poker and hurried to the rescue. "Merciful goodness! Annie, do get up..on your .feet!" she ex claimed; aiming a murderous blow at the beast's head, and missing it by a few of the shortest kind of inches. It was not repeated, ow ing to the goat suddenly raising up on his hind feet, waltzing to wards her, and striking her in the small of the back hard enough to loosen her finger-nails and destroy her faith in a glorious immortal ity. When Mrs. B. returned to con sciousness she crawled out from behind the grindstone, where she ad been tossed, and made for the house, stopping only once, when the goat came after and butted her head first into the grape ar bor. Once inside the house the door was locked, and the unfortunates sought the solitude of their own rooms, and such comforts as they could extract from rubbing and growling, whbile the goat wander ed around the garden, like Satan in the Book of Job, seeking what he could devour, and the eleven little Boblink boys fairly hugged themselves with pleasure over the performance. By the time Burdock returned home that evening, and learned all the particulars from his arnica soaked Wvife, the goat had eaten nearly all the week's washing, half the grapevine, and one side f thbe clothes basket. "Why in thunder didn't you put bim out acid not leave him there to destroy everything?" he de manded angrily. "Because he wouldn't go, and I wasn't going to stay there and be killed, that's why !" answered his wife, excitedly. "Wouldn't fiddlesticks !" he ex alaimed, making for the garden, E~ollowed by the entire family. "Get out of hero, you thief!" he shouted as he came into the gar len, and caught sight of the shag y and highly perfumed visitor. The goat bit off another mouth rul of the basket, and regarded him with a mischievous twinkle af the eyes. "'You won't go, hey ?" exclaim ad Burdock, trying to kick a hole in the enemy's ribs. "I'll show you wheth-" The sentence was lefs unfinished, is the goat just then dropped his head on Burdock's shirt bosom, and before he could recover his quilibrium he had been butted even times, in seven fresh -spots, ad was down on his knees crawl g around in a very undignified :nan ner, to the horror of the family ad the infinite glee of the eleven oung Boblinks next door. "Look out he don't hurt you!1" creamed Mrs. Burdock, as the oat sent him flying into a snow When Burdock got his bald ead out of the snow, he was mud 11l over his clothes, and tried to ~lutch the brute by the horns, but esisted after he had lost two 'ront t.eeth and been rolled in the nud. "n't ma a living show of ADYERTISIiTG RATS. Advertisements Inserted at the rate of $1.00 per square (one inch) for first insertion. and 75 cents for each subsequent insertion. Double column advertisements ten per cent. on above. Notices of meetings, obituaries and tributc s of respect, same rates per square as ordina;y advertisements. Special Notices in Local column 15 een, e per line. Advertisements not marked with the num ber of insertion' wvill he kept in till forbid, and charged accordingly. Special contracts made with large adve: tisers, with liberal deductions on above rates. -:0: JOB PRI.7'TlIW DONE WITH NEATNESS AND DISPATCHT. TERMS CASH. yourself before the neighbors," . advised his wife. ""Come in, pa, and let him be," begged his daughter. "Golly, dad, look out; he's com ing agin !" shouted his son enthu siastically. Then Burdock waxed profane and swo6re three-story oaths in such rapid succession, that his family held their breaths, and a pious old lady who lived in a house in the rear, shut up her windows and sent out her cook to hunt for a policeman or a missionary. "Run for it, dad," advised his son* a moment later, when the goat's attention seemed to bo turn ed away. Burdock sprang to his feet and followed his offspring's suggestion. He was legging it in superb style, and tbe chances of his reaching the house seemed excellent, when the fragant brute suddenly clapped on more steam, gained rapidly, and darting between his legs, cap sized him into an ash box. His family dragged him inside, another candidate for rubbing arnica and a blessed haven of rest. The back of the house has been hermetically sealed, and Burdock now proposes extending an invi tation to the militia regiment of